An Ying raised her little fists, with the expression of a little tiger, she would bite anyone who messed with him.
That kind of protective expression made Tian Junhao's cloudy face instantly feel like he was bathed in sunshine.
He stretched out his hand and rubbed An Ying's head, and said dotingly: "Baby, have you noticed that you are getting cuter and cuter."
Huh? An Ying raised her eyebrows, "I've always been cute."
Hehe, I'm a little narcissistic.[
"But I still think you are cuter than before, and you can't put it down." Tian Junhao raised his lips and smiled.
The two of them were laughing and joking all the way back to the castle.
As soon as they got off the car, Tian Junhao couldn't wait to hug her and get out of the car. At this moment, An Ying was already lying in her arms and fell asleep.
Tian Junhao put her on the bed, carried her sleeping body to take a bath, and kissed her carefully while washing her.
He noticed that An Yi was really becoming more and more lovely.
Does she know that her attitude towards herself has changed more and more, and has she really fallen in love with herself?
After taking a bath and putting her on the bed, Tian Junhao's pupils narrowed and he stared at her sleeping cheek carefully.
"Baby, I really want to know, have you fallen in love with me?" God knows how long he has been waiting for this day.
An Ying groaned, as if she was dreaming, and stretched out her hands to grab at her side. She seemed to be used to hugging Tian Junhao and treating him as her pillow.
He curled his lips and smiled, pressing his chest against hers.
Sure enough, as soon as the little girl touched his chest, she put her head against it.
He even murmured to himself: "Hao, don't be sad, I will step on anyone who dares to say bad things about you."
Tian Junhao's chest trembled, inexplicably, his heart felt sour, and his eyes became very soft and soft.
I just wanted to hold her tightly, and waves of emotions surged through my heart: God, you finally opened your eyes.
No matter how much suffering I endured these years, it all became worth it because of her words;
No matter how many scars I have over the years, they have faded because of her words;
Really, any small reward from An Ying can make him extremely moved. It is too unreal and unreal.
How mighty and virtuous is his heavenly monarch? Has he actually moved the heavens?