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

An Ying was extremely annoyed, how could she do it.

"Really, only you can heal." He grabbed her hand, put it on his chest, and pressed it tightly: "The pain here, only you can heal, only you can heal."

"Ah! Heart? Do you have heart disease, so don't be careless, heart disease will kill people."

"Hao, listen to me. I'll get the phone and we'll go to the hospital." She panicked.

Heart attack, that's okay! [

Why didn't Hao tell her earlier that he had a heart attack.

Tian Junhao was amused by her nervous expression, obviously he had already expressed his affection so deeply, is she a wooden fish head?

Heart disease, at this moment, she couldn't think of it.

As a result, his originally painful mood was disrupted in an instant.

There is no way but to block this tormenting little goblin with your mouth.

With an affectionate and lingering kiss, stop this little idiot from thinking wildly and coming up with random ideas.

His kiss came suddenly and violently, but it was so gentle and lingering that it made people intoxicated and confused.

An Ying didn't have the extra thought to think about whether he had a heart attack.

Feelings are so inexplicable, one moment she was so angry that she seemed to destroy the world, but the next moment, seeing her nervous and affectionate, she was so sweet that she wanted to make up for it.

In the middle of the poor and the blue, only this little girl can make her emotions go up and down like this.

The bottom of his heart softened. He never wanted to kiss her so much. Kiss her, keep kissing her, don't stop.

Maybe, one day she will be moved, one day, will she understand her feelings.

Will she return the same affection to him?

At the same time, he was anxious, and if that day never came, how would he choose.

Tian Junhao understood.

Love needs accumulation bit by bit, precipitation bit by bit, he can't act too hastily.

He hoped to plant a seed in An Ying's heart.

He can work harder, take good care of her, and watch her take root and sprout in An Ying's heart little by little.

I only hope that, slowly, brewing in the bottom of my heart, in the future, I can repay him with a blooming flower. [