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

"Baby, what's the matter?" He squeezed An Ying's little hand, and slowly rubbed it against his face.

After a while, An Ying said longingly again: "Hao, I miss Xiaobai, please treat him better in the future, he is also your own flesh and blood, how can you bear to let him wander outside alone?"

"That brat doesn't come back by himself, he deserves to suffer outside!" Tian Junhao was quite upset when he mentioned his son.

He doesn't allow his woman to pay too much attention to anyone other than him, even Xiao Le and Xiao Bai, especially Xiao Bai.

"You don't feel sorry for the child, I feel sorry for the child, and you have never been homeless." [

An Ying pursed her lips. Only a beggar like her can understand the feeling of being abandoned by the world.

"Honey, if he can't even bear this bit of hardship, he's not worthy to be my Tian Junhao's son."

The way he teaches boys and girls is completely different.

The daughter was born to be favored by him, but the son had to lay a good foundation from an early age.

He suffered a lot more than that kid back then, and he never made a fool of himself.

That kid has a good mind and cleverness, as long as he teaches well, he will eventually become a success in the future.

An Ying still frowned, her precious son was only four years old.

"Don't frown, baby, if you frown again, I'll get angry." He doesn't like her frowning, especially for other men, even if it's his own son!

He would become jealous, and then do something nasty, for example, now he is looking at An Ying with a hungry wolf's eyes.

"That's my son, Hao. From now on, you will give him two days off every week. Do you think it will work?"

There is a precious man on one side, and a precious son on the other. The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. It's so difficult to do it with An Ying in the middle.

"Don't think about it!"

"Hmph, did you pick up Xiaobai?" An Ying pouted, and got off his body directly so as not to cling to him. The cruel father would rather let his son wander outside than let go.

She rolled her eyeballs, "I'm going to find my son."

"Don't go anywhere, stay by my side obediently, baby, I miss you."

[Tell me about the plan.I have been thinking about Xiaoyan's story for the past two days, and decided to start writing Xiaoyan's story from tomorrow or the day after tomorrow]