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

Tian Junhao personally wiped An Ying's body affectionately, with a smile of enjoyment rippling on the corners of his lips, the heat

Haunting and lingering, Tian Junhao's beautiful male ketone body is so wonderful that An Ying is so fascinated that she can't take her eyes away.

"Is your husband good-looking?" Seeing An Ying's eyes getting more and more confused, Tian Junhao smiled complacently.

She nodded foolishly, a nympho, her mind was full of obscene images, even, her little hands were already restlessly touching Tian Junhao's body.

"What did you do today?" Tian Junhao gently stroked An Ying's slippery body, stroking her wet long hair, and kissed her lightly. [

An Ying was confused by him, her body was almost entangled with him.

"Listen to music, watch movies, walk around, Hao, I'm so bored." An Ying told the truth that she didn't see anyone from him all day, so she didn't know how to pass the time except watching movies.

The hierarchy here is so strict, she wants to mingle with the maidservants, but they treat her so respectfully that she can't get along with them at all.

Two words, that is: boring!

An Ying rolled her eyes and thought: Is it true that she will have to live this kind of life in the future? In just a few days, she began to miss the modern life.

And that Yiyi, who has no loyalty at all, doesn't come to the palace to accompany her. They are all from modern times, so she doesn't feel bored?

How did she know that Yiyi was going crazy playing in Xuanjie, only she nested in the palace stupidly, and the house was full of insects.

"Why don't I take you out for a walk tomorrow to see the market in the imperial city?" Tian Junhao frowned, his woman felt bored, it was definitely because his husband did not do well.

"Really? Wow! I like it!" An Ying stood up abruptly, holding Tian Junhao's face in both hands, and kissed fiercely.

Suddenly, she pushed Tian Junhao's face a foot away with both hands, and said with a choked mouth, "Hao, I want a love letter!"

Watching a movie today, the male pig’s feet wrote a love letter to the female pig’s feet, and she was so moved. At that time, she thought: Huh, I’m not extremely envious. Wait until night, let my man write me a love letter. Love letter, hum!

No, as soon as I thought about it, I said that the wind is the rain.

"What? You want me to write love poems?" Tian Junhao looked at her amusedly, and shook his head: "I'm so old, and I still write love poems, don't do it!"