obedient lover

The next day, when An Nuo woke up from the dream, the first thing he felt was not the painful taste of a hangover, but the weakness and discomfort all over his body as if he had been run over by a truck.

He tried to sit up, but after lifting a part of his body, he fell back heavily.

My back is so sore that I can't move at all.

He lifted the quilt and looked down at the body that seemed to be no longer his own.

It was as if someone was stippling a piece of white paper with a brush dipped in red-purple paint.

Perhaps it is due to the different strengths, some places have more pigments and more strength, and the color is darker.

In some places, there is less pigment and less strength, and the color is lighter.

However, what made An Nuo so angry that his hand on the bed was trembling was not the hickey all over his body, but holding the author with a brush, finding a center point on the paper, and then poking it over and over again, it hurts. He didn't even dare to move his legs a little...

An Nuo took a breath, and after roughly realizing what was going on, he forced himself to calm down, trying to turn his muddy mind, and recall what happened last night.

"woke up?"

Zhuo Fan pushed the door open and walked into the bedroom. Seeing An Nuo who seemed to be in a bad mood on the bed, the corners of his mouth almost couldn't help raising a satisfying arc of satiety.

But he froze back.

In fact, Zhuo Fan thought about it for a long time. He believed that the reason why An Nuo didn't tell him his identity was probably because An Nuo didn't completely forgive himself.

An Nuo should not be willing to return to his side so easily until An Nuo has teased him enough.

Since An Nuo didn't want him to know, he pretended not to know.

So now he has to continue to treat An Nuo with the same attitude he treated Gu Le, euphemistically saying: Cooperate with his wife.

An Nuo's brown eyes slowly turned towards Zhuo Fan's direction, his lips parted, and he wanted to question what happened to Zhuo Fan last night, but his hoarse voice finally uttered only one word: "You..."

His throat hurt so badly that he couldn't speak anymore.

Last night, I was drank too much wine that burned my throat, and I cried and cried all night, can it not hurt...

Seeing this, Zhuo Fan immediately walked to his side, and put the milk in his hand heavily on the bedside, and the glass collided with the wooden tabletop, making a loud noise.

"I've already signed the contract." After Zhuo Fan put the milk cup away, he stood against the wall and looked down at An Nuo's face pretending to be indifferent.

It's okay, although it's not completely grown on his own aesthetics like before, but the unique temperament that belongs to An Nuo himself has not been damaged at all.

like.

really like.

An Nuo glanced at Zhuo Fan inexplicably, gritted his teeth and sat up from the bed with his arms supporting his body.

He raised his hand to take the milk glass and poured it straight into his mouth.

Xu Shi drank too fast, there was a white silky liquid along the sharp chin, and it slid down to the delicate Adam's apple that slid up and down because of his swallowing action, Zhuo Fan felt itchy in his heart.

Ann is so beautiful...

After drinking, An Nuo glanced at Zhuo Fan again, and then slammed the quilt in his hand at the other party.

Zhuo Fan has been fighting since he was a child, so he was naturally keen and noticed the thing attacking him in time.

But he didn't dodge, and took the blow abruptly.

He told himself in his heart that there must be a reason for An An's anger.

The cup didn't break when it hit Zhuo Fan's shoulder, but it turned into crystal clear slag when it hit the ground.

An Nuo endured the discomfort all over his body and got out of bed barefoot.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, his legs suddenly became so soft that he couldn't straighten up and almost fell.

Zhuo Fan hurriedly ran over to wrap his arms around his waist, and stabilized him. He was so distressed that he couldn't show it: "What are you moving?"

Hearing what Zhuo Fan said, An Nuo was so angry that his chest heaved extremely violently.

"You got me drunk...to find a group of people...to ruin me?" An Nuo's eyes were full of anger and complete disappointment. He grabbed Zhuo Fan's collar. Although his hands didn't have much strength, his joints were already strong to blanching.

Zhuo Fan knew why An Nuo was angry.

"Yes." Zhuo Fan nodded honestly, isn't it because he didn't know that the other party was An Nuo...

"Revenge for my insult to you before?" His eyes were so wronged that he was about to cry, and even his hoarse voice was trembling.

It made Zhuo Fan feel sore.

"I originally planned to do so, but later I regretted it." Zhuo Fan involuntarily tightened his arms around An Nuo's waist, and lied solemnly, "You look so much like him when drunk, I didn't want to, so I took revenge myself. "

After getting the answer, An Nuo's sad and angry expression slowly condensed on his pale face instantly.

"Now let's write it off, and I won't target you again because of this matter." Zhuo Fan couldn't hold it back, he hugged An Nuo decisively, sent him back to the bed, and covered him tightly with a quilt.

It's November, what should I do if I run around without clothes and get froze?

Anuo didn't recover from his fragmentary and unbearable memory for the time being.

Zhuo Fan asked him to drink, found all the evidence to prove that he was Gu Le, and repented halfway, who would believe this...

Moreover, before his consciousness was completely blurred, he remembered that there were many people around him.

He thought it was Zhuo Fan, but the embrace he was leaning on was so strange and cold, how could it be Zhuo Fan...

Thinking back now, the dirty touch is so disgusting that it makes people feel nauseous and want to vomit...

An Nuo frowned suddenly, he pushed Zhuo Fan away suddenly, lay down on the bed and began to retch.

The milk I drank a second ago is now poured out of my stomach.

mess everywhere...

An Nuo vomited until his face and neck became congested.

This scene scared Zhuo Fan's face instantly.

He quickly reached out and patted An Nuo's back, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the hospital!"

An Nuo shook off Zhuo Fan's hand, and his long eyelashes hung quietly in front of his eyes, hiding all the emotions that he couldn't see through his eyes.

After a long time, Youyou's voice came from his pale lips, low and disappointed: "Zhuofan, you are too cruel to me..."

"I didn't let anyone touch you." Zhuo Fan tried to persuade An Nuo, adding eagerly, "No."

Anuocha kept lying on the edge of the bed without moving.

Obviously, Zhuo Fan's sentence "You look very much like him when drunk" let go of his words and could not convince An Nuo.

When did he look like An Nuo?

Even if he showed all the characteristics of An Nuo, Zhuo Fan still attacked him.

How could this sudden stop excuse be fooled by An Nuo, who had calculated countless people and deceived Zhuo Fan countless times.

Zhuo Fan's eyes fell on An Nuo's protruding shoulder blades for a while. Sure enough, his wife was too smart, which was not a good thing.

An Nuo's paranoid energy, if he doesn't give him a reason enough to convince him, the other party may hate him for the rest of his life.

So Zhuo Fan completely gave up the idea of ​​continuing to play the game with An Nuo, and explained everything honestly.

"Your mobile phone unlock password is 121023, the day we first met." Zhuo Fan said slowly, "You are so drunk, but you still call me Brother Fan."

"I ask you, who are you?"

"You said your name was An Nuo."

"You said you liked dandelions."

"You said I always hit you."

"You also said...you love me."

Having said that, Zhuofan paused.

After all, these words were so beautiful, he wanted to recollect them again.

"I was sure you were An Nuo, so I took you away from them. Don't worry, they didn't have time to do anything more. Anyone who touched you or touched you is no longer in this world."

An Nuo took a deep breath and let it out heavily.He lay back on the bed again, his eyes were full of emotions, and he didn't regain his peace for a long time.

Zhuo Fan heard his sigh, and no longer dared to say a word.

The room fell silent.

Zhuo Fan, who was anxiously waiting for An Nuo's answer, gradually stiffened his limbs to the point where he didn't know where to put them.

When he struggled countless times whether to be the first to ask An Nuo for forgiveness, An Nuo's voice broke into his hearing unexpectedly.

"roll."

What a simple, short and powerful word, but it was so powerful that it immediately surprised Zhuo Fan: "An'an, I want to be with you. You came back to me with great difficulty, I don't want to..."

"Get out!" An Nuo emphasized his tone, he slowly closed his eyes, turned his head and stopped looking at Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan immediately stopped the previous rhetoric, and changed the subject: "Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'll get out of here."

This feels very novel, An Nuo has been with him for so long, and has never said harsh words to himself.

Does this mean that after the two cleared up their misunderstanding, An Nuo was finally willing to tear off the mask and let himself feel his true emotions.

So what I come into contact with now is not the actor who performed the script written in An Nuo's diary, but the original appearance of An Nuo whom he loves deeply.

So happy.

Zhuo Fan thought about it, and even laughed.

He suddenly leaned over and gave An Nuo a slap on An Nuo's cold face, and before An Nuo made a move to beat him, he hurriedly ran out of the house and disappeared from An Nuo's sight.

An Nuo watched his leaving figure, pulled up the quilt and covered his head completely.

He was angry with Zhuo Fan, but even more angry with himself.

Why every time Zhuo Fan is calculated, the one who suffers is himself.

Before teasing Zhuo Fan was discovered by Zhuo Fan, Zhuo Fan hit him with a diary and a mobile phone.

Deceived Zhuo Fan and tied Zhuo Fan to the hospital. After being captured, Zhuo Fan locked him up and imprisoned him.

Designing a car accident in an attempt to save the situation, Zhuo Fan suddenly knew what happened three years ago just a second before that.

Now thinking about grinding Zhuo Fan for a while, Zhuo Fan actually tried to find someone to ruin him.If Zhuo Fan didn't discover the truth, there would be no way to think about the consequences.

Why is he always the unlucky one?

bother……

Li Feng looked at the face that was so close in front of him, and there were thousands of words in his heart that he couldn't express.

It's been two days in a row.

Every night when I swim, I sleep in the guest room, but every time I open my eyes in the morning, I will find this person appearing on my bed without saying hello.

"Baby, good morning." You Shi tilted his head slightly, lay on Li Feng's chest, and showed him a beautiful and charming smile that was so foul.

As the saying goes, if you don't hit a smiling person with your hand, even if Li Feng is annoyed by his behavior when faced with such a smile, he won't be able to get angry.

"Morning Uncle You." Li Feng pushed him away from the bed and sat up, rubbing his temples tiredly.

He was exhausted by You Shi these two days, he didn't know what the other party was going to do, and he had to serve him by himself.

Forget about taking a shower, you have to untie the belt yourself when you go to the fucking bathroom.

Li Feng had never felt so tired before.

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The two gongs are about to officially start chasing his wife. I don’t worry about Zhuo Fan. I can coax my wife to be extremely gentle, and be patient in cheating and abducting. It will almost succeed.

Uncle You's words, well, it's hard to say

It’s my first time to write Chasing Wife…]