"No time." He was busy, his hands were busy, and his mouth was also busy.
"No, there is a girl in our department who is so arrogant that her boyfriend is the prince of a certain country and shows off in front of us every day. You go and show her that my man is the most handsome. She is so angry.
She." An Ying said through gritted teeth.
Thinking of the classmate who always showed off in front of her and Xue'er, she became so angry that she had nowhere to vent her anger.
Tian Junhao pinched her nose with half-squinted eyes and said with a smile: "Baby, you have such a handsome man, just show it off. I will show it off for you for free, without charge for appearance."
"Hahaha, then Hao, just agree to it. I know that Hao is the best to me. Why don't you give me a kiss?" [
An Ying was overjoyed. She held Tian Junhao's face and kissed her fiercely, rewarding him again and again.
On weekends, An Ying rummaged through the clothes racks early in the morning. She gestured with the clothes in front of Tian Junhao.
She pouted, feeling a little worried: "Hao, which one would you say is more handsome?"
Tian Junhao raised his eyebrows. He had been tormented by An Ying for half an hour and tried on the clothes no less than ten times.
Only then did I realize that a certain little woman was getting nervous. It was really terrifying.
At the same time, Xiaoyan also expressed the same emotion and scratched his head:
"Xue'er, I'm already very handsome. Really, I look the most handsome no matter how I dress up. Can you please stop tossing me?"
Xue'er shook her head: "No, you must compare with everyone today and you can't embarrass me."
"Hao, what do you think of this one?"
An Ying wondered for a long time, then took out another one and stuffed it into Tian Junhao's hand. Go and try it.
Tian Junhao sat still on the bed and pulled An Ying to sit beside her, not allowing her to move.
"Baby, I won't wear these clothes. Be good. I've prepared other clothes for you. The servant will bring them over in a moment. Don't torment me anymore."
Tianjunhao caressed her face and threw the clothes in her hands on the bedside.
"What clothes are you wearing? Does it look good? If it doesn't look good, it's not okay. I want to compare with everyone else."
An Ying continued to worry about why nothing satisfied her.