Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

After "serving" the uncle Zuo Hancheng, he was obviously satisfied to see him lying on her new quilt. Anhao turned around and hurried out of the bedroom where he was.

Anhao went back to her bedroom to pack her luggage, while she was packing, from time to time she paid attention to the movements of Bai Weiwei's house.

But the soundproofing effect of this house is so good that I can't hear anything, and I don't know if Bai Weiwei has officially lived in now.

After putting away some of the clothes he wears frequently, Anhao turned his eyes to the delicate blue box in the cabinet, got up and took it, opened it, and found that the ring was really missing.

Zuo Hancheng confiscated the wedding ring he once gave her. What does it mean?

Anhao has not been able to penetrate for a long time, but because he agreed that Zi Ran will go to Zheng F tomorrow, Anhao took out a set of clothes that looked particularly pleasing to the eye, took another look at the contents of the jewelry box, and only took it. A small and cute diamond brooch of a sharp favorite is pinned to the clothes.

That woman Xiaoqiu really needs a lesson. Vanity people have to have a way to control her, but Anhao can’t say that she really has no vanity at all, but her vanity also needs to be divided between opponents, like Xiaoqiu , She really didn't even have the idea of ​​comparing vanity, after all, Xiao Qiu belonged to the kind of small role that couldn't be on the stage in her eyes, and she was not even an opponent.

But facing Zi Ran's strong request, she couldn't let Zi Ran be too disappointed, right?

After Anhao got up and tidyed up other things, it was already half past twelve in the night. She took the suitcase out of the bedroom and put it in front of the door, ready to take it down tomorrow morning and put it directly on the car in Zuo Hancheng. When she looked back Look at the bedroom where Zuo Hancheng is.

It's rare to see that Zuo Hancheng didn't take a bath before going to bed. It was a busy day today, and in the evening he was drinking and talking with people at the newly opened store in Wenner. It was too tired.

After I turned off the light in the living room, I wanted to go back to the bedroom to sleep, but somehow my feet walked towards the bedroom where Zuo Hancheng was.

When she reached the door, she opened the door gently and looked inside.

Only one dim yellow wall lamp was on in the room, everything was quiet, Zuo Hancheng was lying quietly on the bed, he should be asleep.

But seeing that he did not cover the quilt, although it is summer, but the air-conditioning is very cold, so it is easy to catch a cold without covering the quilt all night, and he instinctively walked over, gently picked up the thin quilt by the bed, and approached. The dim light found that Zuo Hancheng hadn't taken off his clothes, so he slept like this. His coat was just thrown in the car before, his shirt and trousers were still there.

How tired is it that she doesn't even take off her clothes, and she can't prevent her from suddenly attacking him with a wolfishness? Hehe...

Put the quilt on him carefully, and then raised his hand to turn off the only wall lamp in the room. He has often suffered from insomnia in the past few years, and finally got a good night's sleep, so it is better to turn off the lights.

As soon as the wall lamp was turned off, I was about to turn around to adjust the temperature of the air conditioner. As soon as I walked back to the bed, my wrists suddenly tightened. She was shocked that she hadn't recovered when she was awake. The coming Zuo Hancheng back pressure on the bed.

In other words, he may have not slept.

In the darkness, the color of surprise in Anhao’s eyes has not faded, and he can only feel the gaze of Zuo Hancheng when he pressed her on the bed and looked at her in the dark, deep, black and bright, with countless hidden in Storm and desire under the dark night.

Anhao moved uncomfortably under him. She knew that wriggling around under him was like playing with fire, but...was really uncomfortable.

"Waist..." Anhao whispered.

Zuo Hancheng stroked her waist with a hand, but did not intend to let go of her. He still placed himself above her and looked down at her like this: "Do you know how much restraint I have used before I sleep on you? That one?"

"..." The settled hair suddenly became numb, and what he meant by this was clearly to say that she was doing death to provoke his self-control.

"I just turned off the light and saw that there is still light on your side, so I came over to help you turn off the light, but when I saw that you didn't cover the quilt, I just helped to cover the quilt. I didn't do anything else..."

However, Zuo Hancheng suddenly turned over to avoid crushing her incompletely recovered waist at this time, and Anhao turned directly onto his body, pressing against him, but wanted to raise his arm and get up, he But her hand is firmly imprisoned on her shoulder.

Anhao made a couple of wins and finally just lay down on him like this, closed her eyes and said, "I have a backache, and it hurts even if I move. I can't earn you. Just do whatever you like."

Anyway, she had a waist injury, and if Zuo Hancheng was really beastly, he would not have waited until now.

Sure enough, after Anhao lied on him obediently and did not move, Zuo Hancheng no longer forced her to hold her. He only patted her hand on her back, his voice was close to her head, and his voice Said dumbly: "How good is it to be so obedient?"

Anhao suddenly rolled her eyes in the dark, but she said again: "Backache."

Zuo Hancheng: "Yeah."

"Backache..." An Hao continued to emphasize.

"……I know."

"Zuo Hancheng, I have a backache." Anhao continued to emphasize this important event.

Zuo Hancheng sighed lightly, suddenly turned sideways to let her lie beside her, and just hugged her like this: "Don't touch you, go to sleep."

To make sure that he really just wanted her to be a sleeping pill, he didn't really have to use his hands or even to force her down, Anhao simply lay down beside him without thinking about going back to her bedroom, she was in the dark Quietly opened his eyes and looked at Zuo Hancheng beside him, his silhouette in the dark night looked exceptionally quiet.

When she adjusted her posture to make herself more comfortable lying next to him, the arms on her waist suddenly took her back, and immediately began to whisper: "Waist, waist, waist..."

As a result, Zuo Hancheng suddenly suppressed her again, and Anhao instantly pressed her lips together and looked at him in astonishment.

"Believe it or not, I would rather toss your waist and let you go so easily?" Zuo Hancheng almost gnashed his teeth and warned in her ear.

Anhao whispered and said dissatisfied: "If my waist is really tossed and scrapped, won't I be paralyzed in bed afterwards?"

"Take it out."

"Then even if it is cured, it can't resist your toss, okay..."

"Abolish it and treat it again!"

"What's in it, then wait until my waist injury is completely healed, can I stop moving..."

"If you dare to move, take off your clothes by yourself, don't wait for me to tear it."

"……it is good."