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

Tian Junhao's eyes darkened when he heard such words, why does his girl want others to like her so much?

It's enough for his girl to be as tight as he likes alone, thinking about hugging An Ying even tighter.

"Of course Hao doesn't care." Seeing that Tian Junhao didn't answer, An Ying quickly answered.

The waiter brought food and wine.

Tian Junhao frowned and stared at her, but she smiled slyly: "Hao, you don't care?"

"Well, I don't care." Tian Junhao almost gritted his teeth and nodded.

A little woman's hand twisted restlessly on his waist, causing him to gasp.

Nangong Yi laughed, picked up the wine and lightly touched the glasses to the two of them.

Just as An Ying picked up the wine glass, Tian Junhao snatched it away.

He subconsciously stopped: "There are classes in the afternoon, no drinking."

As he spoke, he gestured to the waiter and ordered a cup of warm drink.

An Ying smiled sweetly, stretched her small hand into his big palm, and was held down by him, she lowered her head and ate desserts and warm drinks slowly.

During the banquet, several people chatted casually.

With Tian Junhao, a big vinegar forum, Nangong Yi was too full to talk to An Ying, so he just chatted with Tian Junhao.

Unexpectedly, apart from An Ying, the two chatted more and more speculatively. An Ying pouted, and she completely turned into air.

"Hao, I want to eat ice cream!" An Ying was so upset that she was forgotten by the two big men.

"Ice ones, don't eat them!" Tian Junhao put his arms around her like a nanny, taking care of everything.

Ignore her, and continue to talk freely with Nangong Yitian and Southland, politics, economy, astronomy and geography.

"Hao, feed me!"

"..."

"Hao, wipe my mouth!"

"..."

"Ho, I'm going to the bathroom!"

An Ying walked towards the bathroom sullenly as she spoke. [

Tian Junhao was like being pressed by a button, she said something and he did it, without even looking at him, chatting with Nangong Yi endlessly.

Immediately, the object of jealousy changed, An Ying thought angrily, she would never let Hao and Nangong Yi eat together again, it was too delicious, hum.