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

"You just take it apart, I'm definitely not lying." An Ying was not afraid of the shadow, she stretched out her hand directly: "Here, you can take it apart and see for yourself, I really didn't lie."

Tian Junhao frowned, still not believing.

Rudely tearing off the gauze from An Ying's palm, just touching the wound, An Ying frowned slightly.

"Hao, take it easy!" An Ying became displeased.

Tian Junhao continued to sneer: "You still pretend to me, let's see how you pretend later." [

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Tian Junhao stimulated his inner strength slightly, and the whole gauze turned into powder immediately, An Ying was dumbfounded, she pursed her lips and spoke.

He was about to see her embarrassed expression when her lie was exposed, and his eyes fell on the back of her hand inadvertently.

The place where the middle finger goes down is red, and there is a small blister, which makes Anying's flawless hands appear a little flawed.

He was so cold that his eyes softened for a moment.

"It's really hot, does it hurt?" His tone softened as he held her hand and frowned distressedly.

An Ying swished her nose, aggrieved, "Of course it hurts, but you still say I lied to you, you are a big villain!"

Not only did she not care about her, but she still didn't believe her, An Ying's nose was sour, and she felt more and more wronged.

Seeing An Ying leaning against him and acting like a spoiled child, the last trace of anger in Tian Junhao's heart was extinguished by her.

"Okay, it's all my fault, be good, I'll give you medicine."

As he said, he put her on the bed, and he went to find the medicine box, got the ointment, took out a little, applied it on An Ying's outstretched hand, and gently massaged it with his belly fingers.

"You can't bandage it like that when you're burned, and it's even harder to heal when you're bored." Tian Junhao instructed her carefully while applying medicine to her.

An Ying pursed her lips, feeling sweet in her heart.

Then he poked him with the other hand and whispered, "Hao, are you still angry with me?"

"Do you care if I'm angry or not?" Tian Junhao asked without answering.

Really, this little girl can piss him off with just a careless word.

"I care!"

When he was angry, An Ying not only felt uncomfortable, but also felt sorry for her man.

She looked at Tian Junhao seriously, opened her lips slightly, and said with some reserve: "Hao, don't be angry, okay? You are angry, and my heart hurts." [