Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

"If you can't sleep, you can come downstairs and talk about life with me. Is it interesting to roll on the bed alone?"

"..." Anhao smiled, picked up the computer and waved to him: "Thank you, good night, goodbye~"

It's too obvious to chase away.

It is indeed very late now, and Anhao has just been discharged from the hospital, and Zuo Hancheng will not come to toss her so late, no matter how inhumane.

Sure enough, Zuo Hancheng went straight away. After Anhao breathed out a long breath, he got up and ran to lock the bedroom door. Although this method is estimated to be futile, at least I ask for comfort.

When she returned to the bed, she turned on the computer and was about to log in to the mailbox, but she slammed her head with a headache.

Regardless of whether you log in with a mobile phone mailbox or a computer, isn't that the same result?

Mr. V didn't mean to answer her at all.

Is she too ridiculous as a designer?

Anhao fell directly on the bed, picked up the pillow and started rolling again...

What should I do? If Mr. V does not reply after an hour, it is estimated that he is either busy or too lazy to reply to her.

Anhao hugged the pillow and lay down on the bed looking at the computer screen with a sad expression. As expected, it was natural and man-made disasters.

...

Because the night before, I slept too late to wait for Mr. V's reply. Although Mr. V never responded, it was already 9:30 in the morning when Anhao woke up.

He opened his eyes and looked at a somewhat unfamiliar room, and realized that he was sleeping in Zuo Hancheng's house, his mind was clear in an instant, he suddenly sat up holding the quilt, and turned his eyes to the direction of the door.

How did she sleep until this time?

She quickly got up and opened the door. There was no sound from downstairs. She turned back to the room and took a look at the computer. Mr. V was not online, and there was no reply.

Oh my god, is this fifty thousand yuan going to fly?

Anhao caressed her heart sadly and turned downstairs.

Originally thought Zuo Hancheng should have gone to work at the company at this time. After he went downstairs, he quietly ran into Zuo Hancheng’s bedroom. Last time, he could only see some suits and shirts in his cloakroom on the second floor. Clothes suitable for wearing at home.

She opened the closet in the bedroom, looked up and down, found a male pajamas that hadn't taken off the label, and quietly took it off, and then quietly took the pajamas and walked out.

She didn’t bring a change of clothes. When she came back last night, she only took a casual shower on the second floor. She continued to sleep wearing the clothes she was wearing. Now she feels uncomfortable everywhere. She must change into pajamas after taking a shower. , Wait until the clothes on you are washed before you wear them.

As soon as he walked out with his pajamas, Anhao suddenly stopped and turned his eyes to the bathroom on the first floor.

Why is there a sound of water?

When she first went downstairs, she thought there was no one, and she was too focused on the situation in the bedroom, and she didn't seem to hear such a clear sound of water just now.

Now it sounds like someone is taking a bath in it.

But it was almost ten o'clock. The Shengling Group held meetings at this time every day. Zuo Hancheng would hardly be absent. He couldn't be idle until he was at home and took a bath at this time.

Could it be that you forgot to turn off the water after taking a shower in the morning? Or... the water pipe burst? That's why there is the sound of water?

Anhao squeezed the bath towel in his hand and looked at the direction of the bathroom for a long time. Indeed, only the sound of water could be heard, but nothing else.

When she was in the U.S., the water pipe of the house above the apartment did not know how to burst, and the house was filled with water. Just one day later, the flowering board of their apartment was covered with water stains, even She and a few roommates put various basins on the bed and on the floor to avoid getting too serious.

Anhao listened to the sound of water outside for five minutes without stopping, so he simply put down the men’s pajamas in his hand and walked quickly to the bathroom, and opened the bathroom door directly. As a result, the bathroom was filled with steam. In the vague moisture, he was surprised to see Zuo Hancheng taking a bath!

An Hao was surprised at first. When Zuo Hancheng turned off the water and turned to look at her, An Hao looked at his dripping black hair with an unreflected expression, and looked at his face a little bit. Down...

Seeing Anhao's face like seeing a ghost, Zuo Hancheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her suspiciously.

An Hao looked down again, and then suddenly raised his hand to cover his eyes and closed the bathroom door directly, standing outside the door yelling: "Zuo Hancheng, you don't go to work at this time, what kind of bath do you take in the house? Ah You?!"

There was no response in the bathroom, An Hao put down his hands heavily and turned around and quickly walked to the sofa to pick up the pajamas, but his mind was full of the scene of Zuo Hancheng under the shower just now.

I haven't seen it before!

Is it because the space is empty and lonely in the past three years, so I startled myself early in the morning. What's so surprising?

Anhao raised her hand and knocked on her forehead. She was about to run back upstairs with her pajamas. Suddenly, she heard the bathroom door open behind her. After a pause, she felt that she was standing in front of the bathroom door a bit too unsatisfactory. Up.

To put it bluntly, she is an old wife and old wife. Does she exclaim like an innocent girl?

In order to save his own face, Anhao suddenly turned to look at the man who was walking out of the bathroom, and swallowed subconsciously.

Zuo Hancheng only wrapped a bath towel around his lower body. There was still water dripping down from his hair and upper body. It was obvious that her interest in taking a bath was suddenly interrupted by her, and she just rushed out directly.

"Why don't you sleep longer?" As if nothing happened just now, Zuo Hancheng glanced at her and walked directly in front of her.

Seeing that he was walking towards the bedroom, Anhao calmly said: "It was already half past nine when I got up, it was late."

Zuo Hancheng entered the bedroom, and Anhao stood still and asked in the direction of the bedroom, "Why didn't you go to work at this time? Isn't there usually high-level meetings at this time?"

Zuo Hancheng had walked out soon, still only a bath towel around his lower body, as if he was looking for something but could not find it. After he came out, he said calmly: "Today is the weekend."

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Those who live in the hospital these days can't tell which Monday or the weekend is, and think that today is a working day.

However, Zuo Hancheng is often busy at work on weekends. The two words weekend are generally equivalent to workdays in his dictionary. He will suddenly care about this weekend and stay at home to rest. Anhao does not ask why. Guess it.

Zuo Hancheng's eyes suddenly fell on the pajamas in her hands and asked, "Why are you there?"