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An Hao was about to get up as soon as she heard that, but Zuo Hancheng held her down, and she immediately said pleadingly, "Can I get a hair dryer to help you dry your hair?"

Zuo Hancheng looked at her exhausted and terrified appearance, and finally let her go temporarily, but letting her go here now doesn't mean letting her go at night.

As soon as Anhao was free, she quickly got up and rushed into the bathroom, picked up the hair dryer and studied how to use this model, and took it out directly after studying for 2 minutes.

When he came out, Zuo Hancheng was already sitting by the bed and waiting.

Seeing his uncle's appearance, Anhao twitched the corners of her mouth.

She is really still in pain now. Although Zuo Hancheng was domineering and brave in that aspect before, at least he still took care of her more or less. How could he take care of her yesterday?

It's just Ling Chi, it's like she won't be reconciled if she doesn't torture her to death!

So now she would rather serve him, the uncle, to blow his hair and put on his clothes, than to be held here again.

Well, if you really want to come, probably once is not enough.

Anhao walked over, Zuo Hancheng's hand was about to lift up to hug her habitually, Anhao slapped his hand away reluctantly because of the hot feeling under her body: "Turn around! "

It was rare to face An Hao with this expression, but Zuo Hancheng didn't mind her venting attitude at all, and it seemed that he was in a good mood and really turned his back to cooperate with her.

Anhao turned on the hair dryer, and the hot air was blowing slowly on his head, and then she used her hands to fiddle with the jet-black hair on his head, thinking of Zuo Hancheng's actions every time he helped her to dry her hair, she couldn't help but feel the strength of her hands Also a lot softer.

"Will Bai Weiwei come too today?" An Hao casually asked as she helped him dry his hair.

"Yes." Although Zuo Hancheng was enjoying the service of this little girl, he answered very simply and did not hide anything.

Anhao curled her lips: "Is this going to be robbed openly? You didn't even tell me before, if Wenner didn't send me here on purpose, I don't know what will happen to you this afternoon .”

"What can happen?" Zuo Hancheng said lightly: "Because nothing will happen, so I don't think it is necessary to tell you to make you worry indiscriminately."

"That Director Bai really won't threaten you?" Although Wenner said before that the status of Zuo Hancheng and Shengling Group cannot be shaken by others, but Anhao doesn't know what's behind Zuo Hancheng. The so-called American forces, so it is inevitable that there will still be some concerns in my heart.

"will not."

Anhao smiled a little because of this answer, and when she ran her hand through his hair, she felt that Zuo Hancheng's hair was really nice, it was always so clean and comfortable to the touch.

He usually likes to stroke her hair, I don't know if he feels the same way.

After blow-drying, Zuo Hancheng's hair has been carefully trimmed and designed by the barber, which is very natural and suitable for him. He doesn't need to apply something like pomade to style it, and he doesn't usually Like other slick boys who dress up outside, they keep their hair very organized, but An Hao just likes his clean, natural and elegant appearance.

A man doesn't even make a deliberate effort to be handsome, and his gestures are many times more perfect than those men who deliberately make looks. I really don't know how to describe this man.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as the proud son of heaven.

An Hao turned around to help him get the clothes. Luckily, the clothes she had placed by the closet were not really wrinkled by her. When she turned around, she saw that Zuo Hancheng was already standing by the bed and waiting. Looking very enjoying, Anhao walked over embarrassingly, and said while helping him to dress: "I'm actually not very good at putting on shirts and suits for men. If there's something wrong with it, you can tell me..."

She knew that Zuo Hancheng's suits were not the cheap ones on the market, and that the clothes worn by people in the upper class also had their own order and rules. To avoid wearing it wrong, if it is the three-piece style that is popular in the West, she probably won't do it.

But she should have worn it correctly, because Zuo Hancheng glanced at the shirt she had already put on, with a somewhat satisfied look in his eyes.

After everything was dressed, An Hao not only sighed, her husband is so handsome!

Seeing Anhao's expression of being amazed by his "masterpiece", Zuo Hancheng looked at her nympho expression with a low smile, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you still wear a tie?"

"Oh, yes." An Hao came back to her senses, hurriedly picked up the tie on the bed, helped him wear it around his neck, but hesitated for a while, and became dazed for a while looking at the expensive tie in front of him.

How to tie it?

Is it like a primary school student's red scarf?It's still the way to tie a silk scarf.

The tie was wrapped several times in her hands, and she kept trying to change several tie methods, but it seemed that something was not right. Finally, she had to raise her eyes to look at Zuo Hancheng, who already had a helpless smile in her eyes: "I won't Tie……"

When her voice fell, Zuo Hancheng raised his hand to free her hand that was stuck on his tie, but he didn't let her let go, but just tied the tie with her hand. When her own hand was held by him like this, and the shape of the tie was tied in such a way because of his strength and method, An Hao's heart beat violently again for no reason.

Zuo Hancheng always has the ability to make her heart beat out of balance, obviously it's just a tie.

Anhao stabilized her mind, and finally put down her hands after the tie was tied. After thinking for a while, she raised her hand to help him straighten the collar of his shirt and the suit on his body, and then stroked his tie again, she said: "I heard that it is usually the prerogative of wives to wear ties for men."

Zuo Hancheng raised his hand, casually adjusted the delicate buttons on his cuffs, and then looked at her meaningfully: "So you should study hard."

An Hao's expression was slightly subtle for a while.

She just blurted out this statement just now because she suddenly remembered it. How could she have thought that she would dig a hole for herself to jump into.

Seeing Zuo Hancheng's triumphant smile, she immediately rolled his eyes at him: "Why do you want to learn? You don't know how to draw?"

"Mrs. Zuo doesn't know very well. After being married for so long, this is the first time you have dressed your husband." Zuo Hancheng stood in front of her as a matter of course, dressed in a neat and noble elite style, just standing on his cheek In front of her who was slightly hot, he bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "You don't need to put on clothes. It's a good choice to leave the task of wearing a tie to you."