Chapter 384: : Left BOSS is stinky and shameless (1)

When Anhao was taken home by Zuo Hancheng, she ran directly into the bathroom after entering the door, knelt on the toilet and retched for a long time, still unable to vomit anything.
I can only lie on the toilet without moving, looking at the toilet in front of me with a sad expression in his eyes, but he still hasn't reflected where he is.
Until Zuo Hancheng learned that Jiucha came over and saw her kneeling on the side of the toilet, he pulled her up directly, but Anhao reluctantly flicked her away with his hands: "Don't touch me, I want to vomit..."
Seeing her painful appearance of being unable to vomit anything but just retching, Zuo Hancheng dragged her up and took her out of the bathroom and fed the cup of hangover tea to her mouth. Drink it."
An Hao turned his head to avoid him. When he turned his head, he noticed the carpet at his feet, and saw the familiar coffee table and sofa and the spacious and bright living room.
She suddenly turned her eyes and looked at Zuo Hancheng in a daze.
Zuo Hancheng looked at her with an ugly expression: "Awake?"
An Hao shook his head fiercely, but with a headache, avoiding his eyes, turned around and fell on the sofa weakly without responding.
"Drink the whole cup when you wake up, lest you get up tomorrow morning with a headache and stomach pain." Zuo Hancheng put the cup on the coffee table next to her.
Anshen did not move, let alone speak, just sullen her face on the sofa. Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Zuo Hancheng worried that this girl would be so suffocated. He stepped forward and pulled her up, but saw that she was already dead. Fell asleep.
Even if the blue veins on his forehead were so angry that he was jumping, there was no way to wake a drunk person.
Zuo Hancheng leaned down and picked her up and went straight back to the bedroom. As a result, she just put her on the bed in the bedroom, she opened her eyes and stared at him as if she was frightened by something.
Seeing her look, Zuo Hancheng frowned: "What's wrong?"
"Asshole! You are back!"
Zuo Hancheng: "..."
Suddenly Anhao pouted, sat up, grabbed his shirt and started complaining: "Do you know that I saw you at the banquet? I saw you holding Rong Xue and seeing you walking with her. You were gone when I chased it out..."
"I called you, but you asked me to wait for you at home..."
Anhao said while shaking his eyes straight in front of him and said, at the same time, his eyes widened as if trying to stay awake: "I will come home obediently and wait for you... Is it morning? You so early Are you back?"
Zuo Hancheng: "..."
"You said, where did you and Rong Xue go? Why did you go to the banquet? Why did you take her away? Didn't you say you love me? Didn't you say that you love me, Zuo Hancheng? Why did you just say that you love me? If you love me, you hooked up with Rong Xue again..."
Anhao said as he twitched his eyes on his shirt, "Asshole, how can you be like this? You even left with Rong Xue..."
When Zuo Hancheng heard the word hook, the blue veins on her forehead jumped fiercely. Knowing that she drank too much and confused the two memories, he still cut his teeth intolerably and said in a low voice: "Good Gu An, pay attention to the wording. ."
"What's wrong with my wording?" Anhao glared up at his face with a pair of eyes that were almost out of focus. He turned his back to the bedroom light and stood against the light. She couldn't see his expression and his face, but Instinctively he smiled suddenly: "You mean, you didn't hook up with Rong Xue, did you?"
The smile on her face collapsed again in the next moment: "But why did you go to see her? Zuo Hancheng, I didn't walk away willfully this time. You always say I have no heart, you always say I have no conscience. , But look, I didn’t leave, I waited for you obediently this time, I didn’t cry or make trouble, I am waiting for you at home... I have been waiting and waiting..."
"Wait, wait..." She said as she said, her head suddenly leaned against his waist: "But I can't wait for you... this house is so big... but I'm the only one... it's dawn... and then I have been waiting..."
While talking about Anhao, he suddenly cried, with a lot of tears and nose digging directly into his arms and rubbing against his clothes.
While crying, he choked and said, "I feel so uncomfortable in my heart, as sore as vinegar, what about Zuo Hancheng... I seem to be inseparable from you... But what to do... The more I do this, the more afraid... …After my heart is sore, it feels like being pierced by countless needles. I feel like I’m going to die..."
She cried and grabbed his hand and placed it on her heart: "I feel like I'm almost out of breath... I don't like this, I really don't like this... I'd rather not have a heart, I'd rather be the same as before. It doesn’t matter, can you dig out my heart, okay? I don’t want to... dig it out... give it to anyone, I'm so uncomfortable..."
Anhao’s tears were blurred, his nose rubbed against his shirt, but he still cried endlessly and hugged his neck tightly: "The lips and lips say that I am like a bun now, yes, yes, I am like a bun, make one The buns are so difficult! I dare not be too embarrassed in front of the media for fear of embarrassing you, but I really want to punch people, I really want to beat all those people with a bruised nose... But I can't..."
As she spoke, she grabbed his collar and put it in front of her nose to wipe her nose vigorously. Zuo Hancheng didn't move, just watching her move, the veins on her forehead jumped again.
Anhao gradually calmed down, feeling that his shirt was already wet by her crying and could not wipe his tears, so he simply pushed him aside like crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, turned over and lay on the bed, within a minute , Breathing became even, just like that... fell asleep.
Zuo Hancheng sat beside the bed without getting up. He just watched Anhao quietly lying on the bed and fell asleep. After watching it for an unknown period of time, he stretched out his hand and gently caressed her head.
"fool."
The voice of the exit was very soft, gentle with distress and a little apologetic, because when she smacked her lips in a dream and turned over, she pulled the quilt over her body.
When I got up, I froze again, glanced down at the tears and snot on my shirt, and finally unbuttoned the shirt helplessly, walked out of the living room, and threw the unknowingly installed and ruined shirt into the one near the door. In the bag, she was about to go to the bathroom to wash a towel and go back to help her wipe her hands and face, but before she walked into the bathroom, the mobile phone thrown on the coffee table suddenly rang.
Zuo Hancheng didn't pick him up. He walked into the bathroom and washed the towels and went out to the direction of the bedroom without stopping for a moment.