Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

"Well……"

An Hao's eyes widened, and he raised his hand to push him away, but Zuo Hancheng was not moved at all.

He has always been gentle and prepared to her, and he has never made her feel dangerously close like he does now.

I have never discovered that the power and strength between the two people is so different.

In the past, she thought she would not be afraid because of her self-defense skills, but now she knows in front of him that once a man is really angry, when he intends to be serious, she is no match for him. Strength.

An anxiously pushed his chest and mouth with her hands, but only felt that his lips and teeth were being kissed by his deep and painful kiss, and she was even more uncomfortable with this. Zuo Hancheng was very confused and confused and didn't know what to do. At the moment when he finally turned his head away, he said in a panic, "Do you think I look like Rong Xue?"

She wanted to bow her head again and kiss-live-her Zuo Hancheng suddenly stopped, and just stared at her with his eyes low at hand.

Anhao was completely immovable when he pressed it on the mirror cabinet, and his eyes stared back at him without timidity, full of resistance.

Zuo Hancheng looked down at her like this for a long time, and suddenly smiled, sneer.

He sneered and looked down at her with a pale smile under the dim light in the room, smiling coldly and mockingly, and even smiling, Anhao felt a little hairy in his heart.

"Gu Anhao, I thought that by holding you in my hand and taking care of me, you can feel it, but the very wrong thing I have done in my life is that I missed you."

He looked at her with cold eyes, and suddenly moved back, holding on-the hands on both sides of her body also relentlessly withdrew from her side.

The imprisonment that had made Anhao panic was released in an instant.

However, the cold air invaded all around her body, causing her to shiver suddenly, and when she looked at Zuo Hancheng's eyes that were so cold that it couldn't be colder, she felt that she felt from her feet to the top of her head. It was frozen.

"You have no heart."

Zuo Hancheng slowly backed away, with cold black eyes staying on her face for less than five seconds, then suddenly picked up the suitcase by her leg and turned around and left.

An Hao, but at the moment he turned around, he felt that all his strength was taken away. He slowly slid down from the mirror cabinet and squatted slowly on the ground, with his arms wrapped around his knees, tears began to flow out quietly. Came out.

The door of the room was opened by Zuo Hancheng, and his figure disappeared directly at the door in a blink of an eye.

He had already taken out her and Huang Amao’s luggage, and he definitely couldn’t live here tonight. He sniffed, but suddenly he didn’t have the courage to stand up and go out. He didn’t have the courage to face Zuo Hancheng again. Eyes.

Obviously he was at fault, why did he accuse her in the end?

She has no heart?

Why do you think so?

However, the coldness and determination in Zuo Hancheng's eyes just flashed past her when she left in front of her. She didn't know why she was so flustered in her heart, than when she saw her in the rest room that day. When Xue Xue came up to hug him, he was still panicking.

Feeling that he was still carrying the coldness all over his body, he squatted under the mirror cabinet and hugged himself tightly with his hands to warm himself.

But it's so cold, so cold, why is it so cold, her teeth are trembling in the cold.

I don't know whether it was dozens of seconds or a few minutes. Just when I was able to bury my head in my arms-when I didn't want to go out, the door suddenly rang again.

She raised her head subconsciously, but saw Zuo Hancheng going and returning. He was still holding a suitcase in his hand. Obviously he hadn't gone out yet. He just turned back directly, and even kicked open the unlocked room. The door came in.

Anhao was stunned for a moment, tears still hanging on his face, staring blankly at the man in black.

When Zuo Hancheng entered the door, he closed the door casually, and at the same time he locked his back. When Anhao heard the sound of the lock, he stood up hurriedly and threw the suitcase in his hand to the ground and kicked it against the wall. She came over.

"you……"

Anhao wanted to ask him why he didn't take out the suitcase, but Huang Amao was still waiting outside.

But as soon as he uttered a word, Zuo Hancheng had already walked to her, grabbed-over her body-clasp-held her back of the head, and bowed at the moment when she didn't reflect it-first kissed-and held her- The-lip.

Anhao trembled all over, did not understand the situation at all, but only felt that Zuo Hancheng kissed the-of-fierce-fierce-cruel, she was a little bit painful and wanted to push him away, but raised her eyes but saw a little bit of crack in his eyes A spark ignited by anger.

He stared at her tear-stained pretty face. If Gu Anhao, a dead girl, deliberately wanted to challenge his temper and bottom, and deliberately wanted to anger him, now he can only say that she succeeded.

"Um..." Anhao trembled-tremblingly pushed-refused to stay between the two people's body-body-between, and whimpered helplessly in his angry gaze. The bottom of his heart was already born from his gaze. The emotion of fear.

"No... um... um..." She arched up and wanted to withdraw from his arms, but he had a heavy-heavy-fishing-hold on her waist to make the two-body-body tighter. -Tight-fit-together.

Anhao gritted his teeth and wanted to get out of his arms. Suddenly, he raised his hand and hammered his shoulder where the injury was not completely healed.

The moment he felt his stiffness due to the huge-pain on his shoulder, he still did not let go of her, and while eating-painful, she was biting-biting-holding-her tongue-tip as if she felt the same. pain.

Anhao was not convinced, struggling hard in his arms when the tongue-tip was eating pain, and pushing his hand on his shoulder regardless, "Uh...you... let go... let go...uh ..."

She didn't want to let herself be immersed in all his tenderness anymore.

She didn't want to sink anymore-become stupid by falling into these illusions.

She didn't want to think about whether she and Rong Xue looked alike.

She just wanted to quietly return to the stubborn Gu Anhao who would not hurt or hurt.

I don't want to grow hair for anyone anymore, and I don't want to do any more brain-dead things like slow and patiently cooking lovesickness!

Finally Zuo Hancheng felt her ruthless determination, and paused in pain because of her cruel hand. Anhao took the opportunity to push him away and leaned over to escape from him.

But just after a step, she suddenly felt a pain in her wrist, and in the next instant she was thrown onto the snow-white bed-sheet behind her.

It wasn't until the body-upper sank and Zuo Hancheng heavily pressed-on-her-body-on, did Anhao's panic rise to the extreme.

"Zuo Hancheng..." She was panting, panting and breathing, her voice could no longer be coherent: "You...you can't..."