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

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Le poked Tian Junhao's left cheek excitedly, and smiled obsequiously at Tian Junhao: "Father, adults can't deceive children, you said, I will summon him tomorrow, ah, ah, I'm going to die of excitement."

Comforting Xiao Le, Tian Junhao hugged his precious woman, walked slowly, and walked towards his bedroom.

Today, the sky is clear and the flowers are blooming.

They stop and go, it seems that they are very leisurely, comfortable and enjoying themselves.

"Honey, we'll get married next month." Tian Junhao raised his lips and spoke suddenly. [

An Ying's footsteps faltered, and she turned her head excitedly to look at Tian Junhao's beautiful side face, her voice trembled with excitement: "Honey, what did you just say? Big wedding?"

"Don't you want to get married? I think you promised that the wedding will be held in Xuanjie, don't you want?" He frowned slightly.

"Of course I want to, but don't your courtiers object?" Seeing Tian Junhao's frown, An Ying leaned her head against him. Brother Jue told her that this matter will go to the court. There was a lot of resistance, and she didn't want to put pressure on Hao, so she just stayed in the palace without any name or distinction, and she didn't complain at all.

The maids and attendants in the palace, seeing her, respectfully called her "Master" for the rest of her life, but she was not the queen. In their eyes, he was just Tianjun's woman, not his wife. An Ying understood this.

Even though they had obtained their marriage certificates long ago, that red book is just a piece of waste paper in this world, and no one would recognize it.

"Stupid! I'm getting married, so I need to look at other people's faces to decide? Is your man so bad?" Tian Junhao scratched her nose, hugged her and continued walking.

An Ying pouted, did not refute, and nodded heavily: "Okay, let's get married, and I will be the most beautiful bride. Starting today, lose weight!"

The pastries here are too much for her appetite, and before she knows it, there is flesh on her waist.

"I like meaty ones, they are very tactile to the touch." Tian Junhao pinched her face and smiled: "Honey, I won't let you lose weight."

"Just a little bit less, just a little bit, is it okay?" An Ying showed obedient eyes, with a small discussion tone, looked at Tian Junhao, and thought to herself: I don't want to be a fat woman, if you don't allow me, I will lose weight.