Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 305
That night, the two of them didn't go to bed until very late. Specifically, Nan Jin was tormented by Tong Sanshao until midnight.

Not long after she fell asleep, the mobile phone on the bedside suddenly turned on. Tong Junhao was startled, and leaned over to pick up her mobile phone, unexpectedly it was a message.

He looked at Nan Jin, hesitated for a moment, and opened the message with a swipe of his fingertips.

"With Jun Hao, don't you feel guilty?"

Tong Junhao's eyes flashed, maybe it was because of the light on the phone, Nan Jin in his arms groaned, Tong Junhao immediately took her into his arms, and with his other hand, he quickly tapped the screen where Nan Jin was backlit.

"He is my husband, why should I feel guilty?"

This is a series of unfamiliar numbers, and Nan Jin didn't save them in the phone, which proves that this person is someone she doesn't like, or someone she hates.

His heart moved, and he touched his mobile phone from the bedside, and quickly sent the unfamiliar phone number to his mobile phone, and he sent it to another number.

The unfamiliar phone number replied quickly, and Tong Junhao deliberately turned both mobile phones to silent in order not to wake Nan Jin.

These two mobile phones are still couple models that he changed later, and even the number is a couple number. Nan Jin didn't like it at first, but now it seems that he cherishes it more and more.

He can see all her changes in his eyes, and all the joy is in his heart.

She is his wife, regardless of her past, this is why he cherishes her for the rest of his life, regardless of status or family background.

"Is he supposed to be your husband? You don't know?"

Tong Junhao frowned, his thumb slid on the screen again and again, he had an urge to call back the other party, but he is an impulsive person, but he is not a person who fights unprepared.

The corner of his mouth curled up coldly, and he quickly tapped the screen with his thumb.

Contemptuously, his cell phone quickly turned on, and three words flashed on the message.

There was a stern look in the depths of his eyes, and he was no longer in the mood to "chat" with the other party.

The thumb typed a string of Chinese characters again and sent it.

Before going to bed, Tong Junhao deleted all the incoming and outgoing text messages in his phone that night, and put the phone back on the bedside.

The darkness in the middle of the night could not cover the wall lamp in the bedroom on the second floor of Xiayuan. When Nan Jin woke up, the sunlight covered the light of the wall lamp. The man who was in perfect harmony last night was still lying beside her.

A powerful arm around her waist encircled her, as if this chest was her whole world.

Nan Jin smiled slightly, this kind of life is really good.

And everything after she fell asleep last night, like the wind that blew last night, Nan Jin didn't know at all, and never left any traces.

A slender finger lifted the excessively long bangs on her face, her voice was hoarse and full of the charm and laziness of an adult man when she woke up in the morning, "Have you slept well?"

Nan Jin was startled, and looked at him with wide eyes, "Are you awake?"

"Well, I've been waiting for you." A soft kiss landed on her forehead, Nan Jin's heart trembled, and the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.

She couldn't help but burrowed into his arms, her face flushed slightly.

The man laughed lowly, as if he loved her shyness very much.

Rubbing the back of her head, kissing and kissing, she said softly, "Wake up?"

"it is good."

At the dinner table, Tong Junhao asked, "Jin, you seem to dislike Bai Chuchu very much."

The joy on Nan Jin's face suddenly subsided, as if she was afraid that Tong Junhao would see the traces, she immediately shook her head, and hurriedly said: "It's not that I don't like it very much, it's just that I can't talk about it, and there is no common topic, it's not a big deal. I have friends, so I can’t say I like it, but there should be a little bit of dislike.”

Tong Junhao nodded, his eyes did not change, but he couldn't help thinking, why?

Thinking about the message he saw yesterday, he paused and paused while biting the fried bun.

"If you don't like it, don't associate with her. I think she went to the party last night. I thought you invited her?"

Nan Jin suddenly exclaimed: "I thought it was you?"

The two looked at each other, and a person crossed their hearts together.

Nan Jin's heart sank slightly, and she said sadly, "I seem to have made my mother unhappy."

In fact, Nan Jin felt that she was really bad enough. The one-in-a-thousand chance of losing or holding the wrong child in the hospital would happen to her. Would it be worse?
"Don't think too much, I'll talk to my mother later, she will understand, it's not your fault."

Nan Jin shook her head, and said silently in her heart: No, it was me who was wrong, because I probably wasn't the girl who ordered a doll kiss with you.

However, thinking about the agreement between the two last night, Nan Jin secretly made up her mind that no matter what happens, as long as Tong Junhao wants her, she will not leave.

After breakfast, she sent the photos of that **** and Tong Junhao to relevant departments for identification. Whether it was her or not, she must get a clear answer.

In my memory, my mother seemed to like looking at these photos when she was alive. Because she looked at them too many times, she didn't know whether she was looking at herself or her former daughter.

Regardless of the outcome of this matter, she decided to be honest with Tong Junhao at that time, whether it was true or not, she would wait for his decision.

Almost at the same time, Tong Junhao's cell phone rang, and a message related to Nan Jin was sent.

Within a few minutes, Nan Jin's cell phone rang, and a text message popped up.

"Jin, don't forget that we are husband and wife."

She blinked her eyes, looked at the white clouds at an altitude of [-] meters, and quickly replied a message, "I always remember that my husband is married to Mingmei."

Tong Junhao was drinking coffee when he saw this text message. With his IQ as high as 190, he read this sentence three times in a row, and then resisted the urge to spit coffee and swallowed it in small mouthfuls. There was a black line on his head.

Throughout the morning, only these few words remained in his mind: Ming Media is getting married...

Ms. Nan didn't think there was any ambiguity in this sentence. After two laps in the street in her Ferrari, she went home satisfied.

There is no need to worry about Li Shuang's matter, and there is no news about what Guan Chengye promised to help her investigate. Although she is very disturbed, she can only hold back her thoughts and wait.

The waiting time is always boring. Apart from playing the piano over and over again, she only has to write lyrics and compose music, which is considered busy.

As the cold wind got bigger and bigger, it became colder and colder. Around November [-]th, Nan Jin went to the North Charity Performance regardless of Tong Junhao's obstruction. However, after she arrived, she realized that Feng Tai It was so big that she could barely stretch her fingers.

Holding the phone that night, I kept telling Tong Junhao that I was wrong, but when I saw those helpless children, I was still sad.

(End of this chapter)