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He was really drunk too much yesterday, even if the drug-sex is over, the alcohol should be enough for him.

I got up and took his clothes, and heard his cell phone vibrate, a few missed calls were from the company, it was inconvenient for An Hao to answer, so I simply sent a message to Mo Bai on my cell phone to briefly explain the situation.

Then Anhao got up and went out, enduring the soreness in her hands, went out and went straight to the pharmacy.

……

The sunlight outside the window was dazzling, and the man who was still sleeping on the big white bed frowned slightly.I had a headache because of the hangover last night, and the image in my mind was a little trance for a while.

After a while, he slowly opened his pitch-black eyes, and the memory of being drunk clearly hovered in his mind.

When Zuo Hancheng woke up, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.

He rubbed the space between his brows, got up and took the phone.

Although he was hangover and had a splitting headache, he still made a phone call with the company in the fastest possible time, and quickly resolved the few things that needed to be decided by him.

When he finally hung up the phone, he put down the phone and turned his head to look at the messy things on the bed.

Just then, the door was opened.

An Hao came back with two medicine boxes and a small bag in the other hand.

As soon as she entered the door and saw that he was awake, her face blushed a little, and seeing him staring at her, she had no choice but to lift up the things in her hand.

"I'm going to buy you some anti-alcoholic medicine for your hangover headache. You were drunk so much last night, you will definitely have a headache all day long. You will feel better if you take some medicine."

As she said, she walked over and showed him the contents of another small bag: "I didn't see any traditional porridge shops around here, so I had to buy some breakfast porridge at the nearby McDonald's. You didn't like it last night. After eating, the stomach is full of wine, it must be uncomfortable, it is better to drink some porridge."

While talking, An Hao put all the things on the bedside table. Seeing Zuo Hancheng was always looking at her, she felt embarrassed again, but because her hands were sore, she quietly put her hands behind her back. Rubbed his hands.

Her observation skills are as keen as Zuo Hancheng's, and she saw her small movements at a glance: "What are you doing with your hands behind your back?"

I don't know if it's because he just woke up, or because of last night, his voice is still a bit hoarse, but it's sexy, lazy and nice, which makes An Hao's heart tremble again.

She looked at him with a blushing face, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, take the hangover medicine and drink some porridge."

Saying that, Anhao didn't dare to look Zuo Hancheng in the eyes anymore, reached out to open the disposable round lunch box with the word M on the table, and handed him the spoon and the lunch box: "Here, this is porridge. "

Zuo Hancheng reached out to take it, but when Anhao withdrew his hand and was about to turn around, he suddenly put the lunch box in his hand back on the bedside table, and at the same time grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

Anhao didn't expect that he would pull her suddenly, and fell backwards on the bed without any precautions, and even fell directly into his arms.

The man just woke up early in the morning, with a faint smell of alcohol and his own masculinity invading his nose, An Hao's mind instantly thought of what happened last night, his face was so red that he could hardly help it Seeing people, began to struggle.

But Zuo Hancheng held her down, pulled up the hand she had hidden just now, and held it up in front of his eyes to look left and right.

"What happened to your hand?" he asked again.

"..."

Anhao rolled her eyes fiercely, and wanted to push him, but Zuo Hancheng held her tightly, even thinking that if she dared to move again, he would directly throw her on the bed to retaliate.

After struggling twice, she finally had to withdraw her hand from his, and said in embarrassment: "It's okay! It's just that my hand is a little sore..."

As the instigator, Zuo Hancheng was extremely silent, Anhao didn't dare to look at his expression, and struggled again in his arms: "Don't hug me, you hurry up and eat porridge and medicine, I'm going..."

Before the person could get out of his arms, Zuo Hancheng had already clasped her to his chest again, and when he lowered his head, he saw some faint kiss marks on her fair and delicate neck in the slightly open collar of her clothes, Even her lips looked redder and swollen than usual.

Zuo Hancheng didn't have any memory of last night, it can even be said that he remembered 80.00% of the things.

Seeing that An Hao kept breaking free from his arms in shame, Zuo Hancheng picked up the hand she had just withdrawn with a blushing face, kissed it, and asked in a low voice: "How do you feel?"

Anhao was stunned, and suddenly raised her eyes: "What do you mean by feeling? What kind of feeling can I have? I haven't really been with you..."

As a result, when she raised her eyes and touched Zuo Hancheng's ambiguous and meaningful smile, she seemed to suddenly understand what he meant.

Could he be asking...how did she feel about last night's hand-feel...size-inch...

Asking this kind of thing in broad daylight, no matter how much An Hao has experienced and molested countless male classmates, she has not risen to the level of purely pornographic jokes, so she couldn't stand it and pulled her hand back.

In the end, she was aggrieved and let him hold her in his arms like this, and said in a low voice, "Don't ask me for this kind of thing next time, just find another woman and it won't be easy to solve it." ?”

Her hand is about to break...

Zuo Hancheng smiled lowly, because she was leaning against his arms, the tight and well-proportioned muscles of his chest trembled slightly with his smile, this type of clothes that look thin and fleshy when undressed really makes women bloody - pulse - anger - so tense that it is about to collapse.

And Zuo Hancheng looked at her blushing expression as if she didn't know what to do, still smiled slowly, rubbed her soft, soft hair lovingly, bowed his head and lightly stroked her hairline kiss.

Accompanied by the fragrance of Anhao's shampoo between the hairlines, he said in a hoarse voice: "This kind of thing can only come to you. How can your husband be the type to go out and find a woman to solve it casually? Do you want me to cheat?"

An Hao's heart trembled violently when she heard this: "Bodily cheating and mental cheating are both considered cheating! This is what you said!"

Zuo Hancheng raised his eyebrows: "So when did I ever cheat mentally?"

Obviously shouldn't ask, but still couldn't help being curious, Anhao couldn't help staring at him and asked: "That time, that was when I came to the Diweisi Hotel last time to secretly take pictures of you, and you were photographed by a group of reporters. Times. Wasn’t the woman who walked out with you the one you cheated on?”

Zuo Hancheng raised his eyebrows: "Her?"

"What? You don't know that there are so many women that you forgot about that very beautiful beauty!"

After hearing this, Zuo Hancheng didn't say much, but just smiled, as if he just realized today that the not-so-long hair on her head is so soft and fragrant.

He raised his hand and rubbed her head again, messing up the hair that had grown below her ears before sighing and saying, "Didn't I tell you last time that she is not my woman."

"When did you say...?"

Why did Anhao suddenly feel unimpressed?