The number one new wife order: CEO Husband, you are on top

At night, An Hao obediently went back to Zuo Hancheng's bedroom, and Zuo Yue really went out to play with friends at night, and she hasn't come back yet.

After Anhao took a shower, she sat on the bed boredly and flipped through the magazines brought in by the servants. There were a few English and two Chinese magazines, but they were mostly business magazines, and she was not very interested.

After flipping through a few pages casually, I saw some reports describing the Zuo family's major enterprises, and Zuo's glorious history in the United States over the past 200 years.

An Hao was watching intently, when suddenly, familiar footsteps came from outside the room door, the footsteps were steady and soft, one could tell that Zuo Hancheng had returned.

This seemed to be the first time the two of them had been in the same room at night so peacefully after the quarrel in T City.

Of course, except for going to the small bedroom to sleep in his arms in the morning, it is already past ten o'clock at night, but An Hao is not used to jet lag and is not sleepy at all.

Facing Zuo Hancheng who had walked through the door soberly and energetically, she sat on the bed with a quilt covering her legs, and hurriedly raised the magazine in her hand to cover her face.

Zuo Hancheng didn't come over right away, because she covered her face and didn't know what he was doing, only heard him walk in and seemed to put his coat on the double sofa by the wall of the door, and heard the sound of him changing shoes.

Anhao secretly removed the magazine in front of her face, and traced in that direction, only to see that Zuo Hancheng, who was very homely, did not look at her. He was unbuttoning the delicate and expensive buttons on the cuff of his shirt, and then unbuttoned them casually. The collar of the shirt.

When Anhao saw Zuo Hancheng unbuttoning his shirt, she realized that he seemed to be about to take a shower, so she didn't immediately continue to cover her face with the magazine in her hand, and still secretly looked in his direction.

Just when Zuo Hancheng unexpectedly turned his head to look upward, the moment the two looked at each other, An Hao felt as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to speak, and could only grin.

But Zuo Hancheng seemed to know that she was looking at her a long time ago, and there was no surprise in his eyes. The moment his eyes met, he smiled calmly and calmly. The smile was provocative, warm and meaningful.

"How long are you going to watch? Do you want to go into the bathroom and watch?"

An Hao immediately covered the magazine on her face again, pretending not to hear, but her eyes rolled back and forth, feeling that Zuo Hancheng had returned to the old ruffian who always wanted to take advantage of her.

What are you doing in the bathroom...

She was also afraid of seeing the long eye of a needle.

Besides, it's not that she hasn't seen it before, she has experienced it personally, and she still has lingering fears from such a tragic experience.

So when Zuo Hancheng walked to the bathroom, she put down the magazine directly, turned over and lay down on the bed, pretending to be dead.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door moving, and the sound of water coming from inside, An Hao quietly poked her head out from under the quilt to aim in the direction of the bathroom, and then smiled wickedly.

However, as soon as he finished laughing, the smile on his face froze suddenly, and he suddenly turned his eyes to the direction of the bathroom.

Damn it!

She just washed the little underwear before taking a bath, and the little underwear she washed is still hanging in front of the mirror in the bathroom, so obvious!

Has Zuo Hancheng already seen her little inner woman hanging inside!

It was a pink leopard pattern that she bought by accident in an underwear store not long ago. Although it is not very revealing, it is just that the pink leopard pattern looks wild and sexy, and there is no other difference. It is just a very ordinary underwear. Inside.

But in Zuo Hancheng's eyes, that kind of invitation has become a sexy one, okay?

Anhao sat up from the bed in an instant, got out of bed, ran to the door of the bathroom, and knocked on the door: "Hey, if you see something you shouldn't see, just ignore it, I was at the airport before I forgot to buy a few more when I was shopping for clothes. I only brought two of them with me in the newly bought underwear. I was afraid that the weather would be cold and not easy to dry, so I just hung them in a hurry. Just ignore them. , Just ignore it!"

As soon as her words fell, the sound of water inside continued, but the bathroom door was suddenly opened.

In view of the experience that An Hao was suddenly dragged into the bathroom by him once, she hastily and instinctively took a step back, looked at him with a wary face, and saw that he was quite moral and wrapped a towel around his lower body casually, But the dripping water on the body and the steaming fog in the bathroom are enough to make people associate blood-pulse-excitement-tension!

She stared at him: "washed so soon?"

"I thought you were enlightened, and you were going to take the initiative to send it to your door to fulfill your responsibility as Mrs. Zuo, but you suddenly ran to the bathroom door, just to explain why it was hung in front of the mirror?"

While Zuo Hancheng was speaking, he raised one hand, and the little coat in his hand, together with the pink leopard-print underpants, was presented directly in front of Anhao.

An Hao's face was so hot that it was about to explode instantly, and he quickly grabbed his own little underwear and put it in his hand, blushing and said: "As a person whose first experience is so painful, I may You won't even be willing to fulfill your responsibilities as your wife! Zuo Hancheng, I'm only 19 years old, and I'm suffering from sexual-cold-indifference, and it's all thanks to you!"

"Sex-cold-light?" Zuo Hancheng's Qingjun eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of his lips suddenly slanted. It seemed that he had the aura of the evil president in the novel, and An Hao instinctively backed away in shock. One step, but he suddenly walked out of the bathroom, approaching step by step.

She stepped back in a hurry: "You, you, you, what are you doing again?"

"Where is the indifference? Let me try."

"You don't need to try it!" Seeing that he still had shower gel foam on his shoulders, An Hao immediately pointed at him and shouted: "You ran out to play hooligans before you finished taking a shower, why don't you be so anxious! "

"You have to tie the bell to untie it. Since I made you so concerned and repulsed by the normal 'love communication' between husband and wife, I should help you to cure it."

"You don't need to treat it, you go in and take a shower!"

Anhao retreated step by step, straight to the side of the sofa, and Zuo Hancheng's footsteps approached at the same time.

Just when she was about to be crushed by him on the sofa, suddenly, there was a slight noise from outside the door. The movement was so weird that Anhao froze suddenly. She raised her head and noticed that something was wrong. Zuo Hancheng glanced in the direction of the door.

"What's that sound?" Anhao asked softly as she was forced to sit on the sofa.

Zuo Hancheng said in a low voice with an ugly face: "There is the sound of crutches, it's Grandpa."

An Hao was shocked: "What is Grandpa doing at the door of the room?"

"It's very simple... For a person of his age, no matter how powerful he was in the mall when he was young, he still has some stubborn thoughts after all." Zuo Hancheng still supported her, and said slowly: "He should It is to determine whether the two of us really have a good relationship."