Chapter 577: : Entanglement, fierce kiss (4)

Zuo Hancheng did not look back. Anhao raised his eyes and saw that his action was to tie the belt of the bathrobe. He didn't want to stay here anymore. He reached the doorknob behind him, and finally said: "Minister Qin and I don’t know what is going on between you. Today, this thing is considered to be flooded in my mind and I promised to help send it. This kind of thing will never happen again in the future."
After speaking, she took a look at the design drawing in her hand unwillingly: "Also, since I have already said this, I don’t mind saying more. I have all the design drawings made by our design department. I’ve seen it, it shouldn’t make you deny it at a glance. Everyone is a qualified person, and you, Zuo Hancheng, will definitely not get involved in these innocent designs because of the past connections between you and me. I sincerely hope that you can find time to carefully review our design before making a decision. Don’t deny it over and over again. You have to know that more than a dozen employees in our design department are waiting for your approval. You tortured our grassroots employees. Is it superior?!"
After speaking, An Hao picked up the gift box on the ground again, staring at his unmoved back with an ugly expression.
"Done?"
Finally, Zuo Hancheng spoke, and turned around at the same time. He was wearing a bathrobe, his black ink hair still had some , and a few strands of barely hanging short hair were hanging diagonally on his forehead because of the wetness. , Although the belt of the bathrobe has been fastened, the upper body of the bathrobe is still a little open. Just like three years ago, any woman can't help any woman with a nosebleed. There are drops of water rolling down on her chest, slowly running along her chest. Slowly sliding into the lower abdomen covered by the bathrobe, it looks both more casual and fascinating.
The moment Anhao met his sight, he instinctively became defensive, fearing that he would come back and do something again. He raised the design draft in his hand and said: "Today’s things are taken as a lesson I easily believed in Minister Qin, but Regarding the design draft, I still hope you can..."
"My patience and time are definitely not as much as you think." Zuo Hancheng interrupted him coldly.
He stood under the lamp, looking at her with cold eyes, his eyes were cold and cold, and his thin lips were slightly pursed, which indeed seemed impatient.
Anhao immediately took back the manuscript in his hands: "Okay, I understand, then I will rush out a design draft as soon as possible before next weekend. I hope I can improve it step by step until you are satisfied with Zuo Zong!"
She solemnly put the manuscript back in her bag: "It's getting late, I won't bother Zuo always rest."
Holding the revolving handle of the door with her hand, she said before opening the door: "Minister Qin, please ask Mr. Zuo to discuss it afterwards. I don't want this kind of thing to cause both you and me."
Hearing the word trouble, Zuo Hancheng's expression grew colder.
"Gu Anhao, the person who was called by Minister Qin to the dinner party was you, and the person who lived across from me on a business trip in T City was you. It was you who needed help in the design exchange meeting. Now in this room Hotel, you are the one who suddenly appeared with this box of things."
The more Anhao listened, the more stiff her face became, and her hands were tightly on the doorknob behind her. It was obvious that she had been trying to avoid it, but now it sounds like she has been trying to get close to him.
"Now you say, I caused you trouble?" As Zuo Hancheng spoke, his dark and quiet eyes stared at her coldly, and at the same time raised his stern eyebrows, the line of sight was sharp and frightening.
Anhao tolerated, did not refute, nor argue or arguing who was right and who was wrong, only curled his lips, and said coldly, "Sorry, I will pay attention to it later." Then he directly wanted Open the door.
However, the door had just been opened, and it seemed as if a strong wind was blowing behind her. When the door was suddenly closed, she suddenly raised her eyes and saw Zuo Hancheng's outstretched hand, and then turned to look at him. When he saw him pressing one hand on the door, he lowered his head and looked at her condescendingly.
He didn't do the same thing again, but he stood very close like this. Anhao still felt that his breathing was a little unsmooth. He immediately took a small step back, and at the same time clenched the the gift box in his hand, trying to suppress his emotions. "Zuo Zuo, the reason is yours. I am at fault at any time. I have already said that this is a misunderstanding and apologized for what happened today. I ask you...Don't worry too much!"
The last few words, Anhao almost uttered the teeth.
Zuo Hancheng still looked at her like this, with a cold expression on his face, and he couldn't tell what she was thinking. The gleam in his eyes meant that she didn't want to think about anything. Now only the flames are running around in his heart, if he doesn't leave again Here, she is afraid that all the self-control she has trained in the past three years will be completely crushed in front of him.
"Miss Gu." Zuo Hancheng opened his mouth, and his voice was low and cool. This seemingly distant tone made An Hao's heart be on guard. She met his gaze, but saw Zuo Hancheng's gaze a little unclear. She said: "I showed up in my room with something like this at nine o'clock in the evening. Do you think I would let you go so simply?"
Anhao heard what he meant, and her face suddenly became red and white.
Red is because the various supplies in the box are too hard to tell. There are even a few of them that she used to send on her lips when she was in school. She hadn't seen them in the big movies. They just make people look. All kinds of supplies just blushing and heartbeat.
Bai was because of Zuo Hancheng's words, which made her guard against him while frightened.
"I've said it many times, I didn't mean to send these things over! It's not what I meant!" An Hao calmed himself.
Zuo Hancheng curled his lips with an unclear meaning, and looked at the forbearing anger and humiliation in her with a smile: "Is the feeling of anger that I can't help but feel very comfortable?"
After a good gaze, she glanced at him in surprise, only to see that the smile in Zuo Hancheng's eyes also seemed to be misty, so that she did not understand the meaning hidden in his sudden sentence for a while. .
In the next instant, Zuo Hancheng's hand hooked her chin like this, looking down like an ambiguous and icy look down, making Anhao shiver abruptly. Her tolerance is almost at its limit, and she punches in both hands. , Just as he slowly raised his hand, Zuo Hancheng suddenly grinned.
"Gu Anhao actually learned to endure this one day. It seems that you have indeed grown a lot in Boston in the past three years."
When the words fell, he had already let go of her hand when she was about to get angry and was about to tear her face, but his eyes were still a little sneer: "Grow up, come back, but don't recognize people? Huh?"