The big-name husband has played too much: the poisonous pet, the good girl

I've never been jealous of anyone, but now I'm jealous of him, madly jealous of him;

How I want to switch roles with him, I would rather, I am just his shadow, and then, you can love me like that, really, how I wish.

Tian Junhao closed his eyes, his throat felt as if it was on fire, and his heart couldn't be blocked anymore.

There was too much depression in the low and deep voice: "Hey, don't cry, I'll take you back."

An Ying hugged him tightly, not letting go, muttering, crying, begging: [

"Hao, I want to go home, go back to the castle, I miss that warm big bed, take me home, okay?"

Tian Junhao picked her up, walked towards his car, put her on the passenger seat, and gently closed the door.

There was no loud closing sound as in the past, but it was just gently closed.

Then he returned to the driver's seat, and the car drove in the direction of Heyuesi University.

An Ying put her hands on her lap in a regular manner, she was so obedient, she thought Tian Junhao was really going to take her home.

The car drove slowly towards Heyuesi University. Tian Junhao drove very slowly, very slowly, as if he was very reluctant to let go.

"How are you doing these days?" After a long silence, Tian Junhao spoke first.

An Ying nodded, with a slight smile on her face, she turned her head and looked at him affectionately,

Only then did she report to him one by one, saying that she has been very good these days, eating seriously, sleeping seriously, and attending classes seriously, and did not do anything to worry him.

He nodded slightly, such a well-behaved and sensible An Ying was really trained by him.

Now, he started to hate her, how did he make her so cute and sensible?

It would be great if she was more arrogant and self-willed, then his heart would not be so painful.

Tian Junhao's hands holding the steering wheel were trembling, as if he couldn't hold the steering wheel, he was powerless to hold it.

After a long time, after trying harder and harder to suppress the emotions in his body, he began to order one sentence at a time:

"From now on, remember to drink a glass of milk in the morning. Your physique is cold. Drinking more milk can strengthen your physique, you know?"

An Ying nodded: "Well, okay, you feed me, I won't make excuses anymore."