Chapter Ninety-One - It's My Wishful Thinking

"Zhen Zhen, it's good if you don't let me touch you, why do you slap me so hard, my hand pain is small, your hand pain is big, let my husband see if your hand is also red......"

Twice, An Junxian, who had confirmed that Ye Hao had force, also hardened.

At the moment when his husband said and she looked at her in disgust, the man shot out like lightning, grabbed her thin white wrist, and pulled it towards him.

…… Didn't pull.

As if pulling a jack pendant, the other party just didn't move, and twisted his hand.

If it weren't for An Junxian's quick dodge, he had no doubt that his hand would be broken!

Fine cold sweat grows on the forehead, which is a physiological conditioned reflex for the rest of your life.

But psychologically, An Junxian is surging with countless stirring emotions, none of which is jealous, but uncontrollable stimulation and excitement.

It's much stronger than the thrill of smothering yourself with a rope!

The man's heartstrings and limbs were tense, and it took him great self-control to restrain himself from rushing over and scaring her.

But he couldn't help but start fantasizing again, the image in his mind made him breathe short, and he desperately wanted to know how Ye Hao would deal if he was crushed by him.

It cannot be denied that An Junxian not only has a good face, but also a good voice.

At this time, his slightly rapid breath sound, if you record it and listen to it, it will definitely make people think about it, and you can orgasm in the skull when you listen to it.

The fight between the two was just a blink of an eye, and when Xu Long's eyes glanced at the back row again, he saw Ye Hao looking at the scenery outside the car window with an indifferent face.

And An Junxian, lazily half leaning on the chair, holding his forehead with his hands, chuckled meaninglessly, and his voice was very happy.

Xu Long couldn't help but glance at An Junxian who looked like this, after all, he had the impression that he was gentle, elegant, and polite, and he had never been so emotionally exposed.

Now he is smiling so wanton and happy, and sure enough, it is different when he sees his wife!

"Vera, you are the Moon Goddess who controls me." An Junxian chuckled lowly, and his lover whispered this.

Hearing this, Xu Long had goosebumps bulging for a while, but Ye Zhen didn't give An Junxian a corner of the eye, hey, this couple is really a combination of ice and fire!

The car soon arrived at the Modu International Convention and Exhibition Center, and the race started at 7 o'clock, and now there was still half an hour before the time.

The exhibition venue is very large, and the chefs of the 100 participating chefs have already taken their respective stoves in uniform chef uniforms.

There were also several media reporters waiting, and several cameramen were crouching in their respective areas to adjust the cameras.

There is also a cameraman on the judges' side, and after Xu Long, Ye Zhen, An Junxian, and the three of them arrived, they entered the camera, but they haven't started yet, and this tidbit will be cut out during the screening.

An Junxian appeared in front of the media for the first time as the vice president of the National Culinary Association.

Although these media reporters are not in the entertainment industry, they are all media, how can they not know An Junxian's face on the whole network!

One of the female reporters noticed him first, after all, in a crowd of ordinary people, he simply stood out from the crowd, and came in with that radiant face, this exhibition instantly raised the grade, and those who didn't know thought that the male model was on the catwalk!

The only woman who can compare to him in the entire exhibition is the woman next to him! The good looks are not inferior to him at all, and the two walked side by side to really explain what it means to be talented and beautiful.

Although these media reporters don't mix in the entertainment industry, they can't stop An Junxian's terrifying traffic.

Especially when he sat on the judges' seat, the golden identity plate in front of him was marked with the words 'Vice President of the National Culinary Association', and this news would be absolutely explosive if it was released!

The female reporter took the lead and rushed over, but it was not as crazy as the paparazzi media in the entertainment industry, but she just interviewed as usual.

"Hello Mr. An Junxian, I didn't expect you to be the vice president of the National Cuisine Association in addition to being an actor!"

"I've never seen you appear in this circle before, what is the reason for you to show up in this capacity this time?"

The female reporter handed the microphone to him.

I have to say that the words of the media are very sharp, and she is also extremely sensitive to all kinds of explosive information, just like this female reporter asked about sensitive points at once.

It was definitely deliberately arranged, Ye Hao's judges' seat was on the left side of An Junxian, and on her right hand was Xu Long.

Hearing the reporter's question, An Junxian deliberately glanced at Ye Hao, and his eyes were self-evident.

The cameraman took the opportunity to give this look a close-up. , the female reporter noticed this scene, her eyes were full of gossip, and she couldn't help but look at Ye Hao.

Ye Hao stepped on the foot he leaned over under the long table covered by flannel, and crushed it hard, with a strong sense of warning.

Ye Hao's warning action made An Junxian, who was facing the interview, chuckle, as if he didn't feel pain, and the smile that always hung on the corner of his lips became even bigger.

"As you said, because I have never appeared in this circle before, I took advantage of this cooking competition to show my face."

After receiving such an answer, the female reporter was not soaked in disappointment, so she listened to An Junxian's voice with a little smile and a tender tone, "Answer selfishly, I'm just trying to see someone." ”

When the man said this, he looked at the woman sitting next to him with affection, and the love in his eyes could drown.

The female reporter opened her mouth in shock, and was directly stunned by the amount of information contained in this sentence! And then there's ecstasy!

Wait for the game to start in a while, after this pre-game tidbit is released, she can already imagine the explosion of the whole network!

When the female reporter was so excited that she was dizzy, she turned grim when she saw this handsome and luxurious man.

Because he has always been gentle and elegant, with a smile on the corner of his lips, he inexplicably gives people a strong sense of oppression when he is not smiling.

"This is my wishful thinking, if she is attacked on the Internet because of these words, then the netizens who attacked her will wait for the court summons!"

"I won't let her be hurt, since I dare to speak out in front of the media, then I have the ability to protect her."

"I don't like to repeat, but this exception, I repeat, is wishful thinking."

The female reporter's heart is already going crazy, but I didn't expect An Yingdi to be a wife protector!

also deliberately emphasized that it was wishful thinking, oh my God, is there still a woman that Emperor An Ying can't take?!

I don't believe this when I say this, after all, he is the dream lover of women all over the Internet!

But the fact that the ghost didn't believe it was in front of him, and when he looked at the woman sitting next to him, he didn't even give him a corner of his eye! My face is about to frost!

There is no need for him to emphasize, anyone with long eyes can see that this goddess is not interesting to him at all!

Except for those violent worlds, Ye Hao has never had the urge to kill people in the peaceful world, but this man is jumping in her minefield!

His three sentences are an upgraded version of putting pressure on her.

'This is my wishful thinking', and he is on the side of the weak.

The public is biased towards the weak, and he also emphasized twice that this is to tie Ye Hao to death and put him on fire.

(End of chapter)