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

"Xiao Le, you are really my mother's savior." Sure enough, when she heard that the dark soup that night could prevent pregnancy, An Ying almost laughed out of excitement. God knows how terrified she is these days, without any contraceptive measures, She has an insecure stomach all day long.

After giving birth to Xiaobai and Xiaole, she didn't want to get pregnant again, because giving birth was too painful, and it almost turned her into a fat girl. She has been secretly taking contraceptives behind Hao's back for the past few years , Hehe, she is very powerful, Hao has never noticed it.

"Mom, hurry up, it will be terrible when Dad comes back." Xiao Le urged An Ying while meowing towards the door. She deliberately found a gap when Dad was away. At this moment, her little heart was still a little nervous. down.

An Ying didn't smudge, she just pinched her nose and drank it in one gulp. She even patted Xiao Le's head in front of the maid, and said, "Xiao Le, this nourishing soup is really delicious. Mom loves Xiao Le so much."

"Hey, mom, you like to drink. Xiao Le will cook it for you every day from now on. Xiao Le is back. Good night, mom." Xiao Le put away the soup bowl and left very quickly. [

When Tian Junhao came back, Xiao Le had already disappeared in the corridor, and An Ying was also lying on the bed giggling happily.

In the darkness, after a lingering passionate kiss, Tian Junhao licked the residue from the corner of his mouth, An Ying's lips were a little bitter.

Even though he had rinsed his mouth, no matter what kind of person Tian Junhao was, no trace of clues could escape his eyes.

In the fine residue, there is the composition of the scorpion flower in it.

In his peach blossom eyes, a coldness flashed suddenly, who wanted to poison his precious wife?

"Honey, what did you drink tonight?" Tian Junhao stretched out his arms to use An Ying as a pillow, kneading the sleepy An Ying.

"I didn't drink anything." An Ying suddenly rang the alarm bell, and hurriedly answered, but her heart was pounding. Oh no, Hao won't find out, right?Woohoo, it's not so tragic.

"Think about it carefully, what did you drink last night?" There was a storm in his eyes, not aimed at An Ying, but at the black hand who wanted to poison An Ying.

"No... Really not... My husband, I'm so sleepy." An Ying held up her little heart nervously, faltering and frightened, she quickly pretended to be sleepy, yawned, and buried her in his chest. Pretending to sleep on the chest.