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

Today, he agreed to accompany her to the streets of the imperial city to have a look around, but his little woman is so eye-catching no matter what she wears, he wished to hide her in the golden house forever.

I wanted her to change her outfit, but she had already changed many outfits, and she still couldn't hide her nimble and playful appearance.

In fact, he is not very familiar with the market, so he doesn't have the leisure time to go shopping and wander around on weekdays. Fortunately, there are four people, Chunhua Qiuyue, who took An Ying around all the interesting things in the market.

Xiaobai and Xiaole are not around, Tian Junhao seems to be very comfortable with his wife in his arms.

"I bought it." Seeing that An Ying held a golden hairpin in her hand and couldn't put it down, Tian Junhao snatched it and stuck it on her head, and walked forward with his arms around her. Naturally, someone behind him paid the bill. [

An Ying poked his waist: "Husband, I just took it for a casual look. Why did you buy it? I already have a lot of jewelry at home. I don't like wearing such retro things at all."

"Don't you like it? Then throw it away."

As Tian Junhao said, he directly took off the golden hairpin stuck on top of her head, and threw it casually, seeing that An Ying gritted her teeth, prodigal, what a prodigal.

She was still going to go back and pick it up, but it's a pity that Tian Junhao held her in his arms and didn't give her a chance to turn back.

"Wife, are you doubting your husband's ability to earn money to support the family?" He smiled lowly, and led An Ying towards a magnificent teahouse. After shopping for a long time, it was time to rest.

An Ying continued to grumble, wanting to teach him a lesson, but thinking about when he wasn't a big spender, she shook her head and followed him into the teahouse.

Her husband is the king of a country, a real rich man, but unfortunately she is just a real poor man, Hao will never give her a penny no matter what, never even think about it in this life.

No, An Ying was secretly angry, she also wanted to have her own small coffers.

"Hey, brother, what a coincidence."

At this moment, I saw a purple light drifting by, and Murong Jue, who was full of evil spirit, came lightly, his left hand held Yiyi's hand tightly, but her complexion didn't look very good.

"Yiyi, what's wrong with you?" An Ying looked at her curiously, wearing a purple wide-sleeve dress, standing beside Murong Jue, pursing her lips, obviously in a bad mood.