Chapter 182: : Delivered to him (3)

After bathing, Anhao was lying on the bed and playing mobile games boringly. She couldn't fall asleep. Her mind was full of images of Zuo Hancheng. She simply took out the book from her bag and looked at it, but it seemed to be in her mind. It is still his shadow.
She glanced at the time a little sullenly.
It has been two hours since Zuo Hancheng and Mo Bai returned to the room. It is now 11:30, and I don't know if he is finished.
She couldn't read the book at all, so she threw the book aside, turned over and lay down on the bed with her mobile phone and looked at the name of Zuo Hancheng on it. When she opened the text message, she suddenly realized that she should be popular nowadays. I don’t know whether Zuo Hancheng has WeChat or not, so I can speak with voice instead of typing.
She lay on the bed with her chin in her hand and thought for a long time, wondering if sending a message will disturb him in the past.
But it's half an hour before midnight, and the little brother who delivered the cake is coming soon. Does she really want to keep the cake all night by herself?
She can't sleep with unfinished things!
Anhao was very frustrated holding the phone, thinking about the way he agreed to go back to the room just now, why should she be so empathetic, she is still a child, she should drag him to her own by the child’s temperament. in the room.
Even if it is ignorant, it is better than the pain of complete insomnia tonight.
After opening Zuo Hancheng's name back and forth countless times, she finally sent him a text message seriously.
‘Have you finished? You have to rest early. If you always work hard like this, you will get older. I am not interested in the white-haired uncle, boss Zuo. ’
After sending the text message, she looked at the content that had been sent for a while, and she didn't know if he could see it.
I turned over and planned to sleep, but found that I couldn't fall asleep even after sending the text message. I kept thinking about whether he saw the text message. Was it too busy and didn't reply, or didn't see it and didn't reply? Or, do you think she was too naive to send text messages to him through a door?
Ah ah ah ah ah……
Anhao picked up the pillow and covered it on his head. The insomnia gentleman approached the door like this, in great pain.
Just a while ago, because of Wenner’s psychological adjustment, she temporarily let go of those childhood shadows, intending to forget all the pains and live a happy life. Just getting rid of the pain of insomnia, she fell into insomnia because of love. In the abyss!
Painful!
After tossing about it for not knowing how many times, she sat up suddenly, grabbed the hair on her head, picked up the phone and was about to see if her phone was muted, and why there was no reply to the text message.
As soon as she picked it up and found that she hadn't received any text messages, her heart became even more depressed. She was about to throw her phone aside. Suddenly, the phone shook in her hand and a text message appeared on the screen.
Seeing Zuo Hancheng's name, Anhao's heart fell for the most part. NND finally replied. Why is grandma different from others when she is in a relationship, and she has to wait for text messages across the door!
Open the text message and see Zuo Hancheng's reply.
‘Still not sleeping? ’
Anhao stared at the three words, wishing to stare through the phone directly and pierce the man on the other side of the phone!
Dare to love that she can't sleep here for a long time, seeing that it will be twelve o'clock in a few minutes, and finally he replied the text message, but he only had these three words.
And he didn't answer her question, didn't say whether he was finished, and didn't respond to her concern, just these three words!
Anhao held the phone for a long time before pouting and typing on the phone.
‘Can’t sleep, the room is too big, the air conditioner is not warm enough, and it’s such an unfamiliar environment in S city, I can’t sleep at all. ’
After sending it, there was no response again.
Angrily threw the phone on the bed, picked up a pillow and hugged it in his arms.
How to relieve worries, only a pillow!
Just closed her eyes and planned to sympathize with her tragic way of love, the phone rang, she quickly picked up the phone, but saw that Zuo Hancheng was still a few short words, but Anhao's little heart recovered again. Normal beating speed.
'on my way? ’
Anhao held the phone for a long time, but suddenly couldn't find a word to respond.
Reject, that is really welcome, because she really wants to see him again, she doesn't want to continue to see him like this anymore.
But agree, it seems... well... this... that...
She raised her hand and bit her nails, hesitating whether to agree or refuse? Or should he not reply at all and wait for him to decide?
The time on the phone has changed from 23:59 to 00:00.
It's zero.
Anhao still didn't send any more text messages, but looked at the four zeros, feeling melancholy.
Thinking about it, she suddenly felt that she was great. She actually accompany a man through his 20s to 30s. Such a memorable day, if you don’t live with Zuo Hancheng It's too unreasonable.
Anhao is planning to call directly to ask him if he is finished, and come directly when he is finished.
The cake is coming soon, and it must be decided quickly.
Just about to dial his mobile phone number, suddenly, there was a ringing of the doorbell by the door. She glanced at the time, and it was the little brother who delivered the cake.
He threw down the phone and got out of the bed, put on a piece of clothing and ran to the door to open the door, but when the door opened, he was surprised that Zuo Hancheng was at the door of the room, not the little brother who gave the cake.
She was stunned, looked at the direction behind him, then looked at him again: "You...how do you..."
"Isn't it cold?" Zuo Hancheng didn't seem to see the surprise in her eyes. He pushed the door directly and walked in in front of An Hao calmly.
The headlights in the room were not turned on, only a few dim small lights beside the bed. After Zuo Hancheng entered the room, he turned on the crystal headlights in the room, Anhao squinted his eyes and saw his movements. He walked to the bed and looked aside, as if he was looking for something.
She turned around and walked over: "What are you looking for?"
"How big of the cake did you order? It hasn't been delivered yet?" Zuo Hancheng glanced at her by the way when he turned around.
An Hao opened his mouth and was about to swallow an egg, and raised his finger to point at him: "You, you, you, you...how did you know that I ordered a cake?"
Zuo Hancheng glanced at her: "I came to S city specially to celebrate my birthday. I really thought I couldn't see it in a mysterious manner?"
Anhao almost choked on her saliva: "How did you know? I've hidden it well enough! I wanted to surprise you."
"Although I discovered your purpose in advance, it is already a pleasant surprise, but where is the cake?" Zuo Hancheng chuckled, "I came to eat the birthday cake on time. Don't tell me you even bought the wrong cake. "