390.【Wow Hao, we are really a match made in heaven】
"I'm just making an analogy. Then I have husbands from previous lives. If they all come to me, do I have to go back to them?"
An Ying rolled her eyes at him and said that she had a wooden fish head. It was true that she thought Tian Junhao couldn't turn the corner on his own.
As soon as she finished speaking, she was hugged tightly by Tian Junhao and was bitten hard on the shoulder.
"How dare you, I can't spare you!"
"Ouch——" An Ying cried out in pain.[
She punched him hard with her little fist and shouted dissatisfied: "Are you a dog? You always bite me!"
Why would he bite someone every time something didn't make sense? This bad habit made her suffer so much.
"It's better than you being a pig." Tian Junhao knocked her on the head without politeness.
An Ying immediately retorted: "I'm not a pig, I'm a sheep."
"Then I am a wolf, Big Big Wolf..." Tianjun Hao nodded matter-of-factly, as if he was a wolf.
Although he couldn't see clearly in the dark, the tone of his voice made An Ying gasp.
She hummed: "How can there be a zodiac sign like wolf? Hao! Hao, I discovered that I am a Scorpio and you are a Cancer. We are a perfect match."
"What a mess." Tian Junhao didn't know anything about zodiac signs.
An Ying quickly took out her mobile phone and showed it to him.
She rested her head on Tian Junhao's arm and rested her head on his chin, having already forgotten the previous topic.
"Look, see for yourself, Scorpio vs Cancer: He is as delicate as you. The night the two of you spend together is a night full of tenderness and love. There are many hugs, touches, and affectionate kisses. You know that they belong to each other in this life.
.The index of mutual love: 5; the index of everlasting love: 5.”
"Wow, Hao, we are really a match made in heaven. Do you believe it?"
An Ying checked the horoscope for speed dating, happily rubbed into his arms, looking like a happy little woman, and even kissed his neck.
Tian Junhao remained silent, staring at the speed dating instructions on his phone, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly unconsciously.
Then he hugged her tightly, pinched her little nose, and said, "Are you An Ying? Not Yi Qing? Not Yi Qin?"