Chapter 696: : She turned out to be Mrs. Zuo (12)

"People will also say, did Zuo Hancheng's wife come to steal trade secrets? Hurry away, hurry away!"
"Why didn't you think about this when I was in school? I might be better in front of those who are afraid of you. If one day I accidentally enter the company of one of your opponents, will I be beaten? Ah? Zuo Hancheng, will I be beaten? Ah? Will I be beaten? You speak! Ah?!"
Anhao turned to stare at Zuo Hancheng as he spoke, but saw that he smiled deeply. She immediately looked at him with a serious face: "I'm talking about a serious problem, don't laugh."
Zuo Hancheng raised his eyebrows: "Who can beat you?"
"My three-legged cat kung fu, although occasional fights will not suffer, but if you encounter a strong opponent, such as yours, can I make it clear that it is embroidered fist?"
"Really?" Zuo Hancheng's hand had already embraced her again. When An was aware of his intentions and suddenly turned his eyes to stare at him, he only felt that his back was about to be cut off by him, and his entire body He was about to be strangled into his body.
"What are you doing..." When she felt Zuo Hancheng's eyes and glanced at the door of the lounge, she suddenly understood his intentions, raised her hands and turned his face around, preventing him from watching the door. Direction: "Do not close the door!"
"Do you like to let others watch?" He chuckled, and at the same time a gentle kiss fell on her ears: "I haven't tried your embroidered fist for too long, do you have the heart to make me wait and wait?"
"Ah... this is still a celebration banquet, you don't want to be here..."
"Then you will need it when you get home?" Zuo Hancheng interrupted her directly, and while grasping the important point, he smiled deeply.
Anhao burned his face, raised his hand and pushed him away: "Who wants it... I mean you don't want to be a gangster here. I am also the director of the design department anyway. I will be on stage later, you Don't mess up my clothes..."
She said that she stretched out her hand to push Zuo Hancheng's hand on her waist. Not only did Zuo Hancheng not let go, she kissed her softly in her ear: "Mrs. Zuo, you really think your husband is a saint? The waist injury has been dragging for too long. Why not go to the hospital to see the doctor tonight?"
"You mean I'm pretending to have a backache? Zuo Hancheng, please make some sense. You don't know how much I fell at the time! Do I pretend to be!" Anhao glared at him in disbelief.
Zuo Hancheng smiled, touching her forehead with his forehead and said, "For the first time in my life, I am unwilling to make sense. It is now!"
While talking, Anhao hadn't reflected it, and suddenly he only felt that his feet suddenly vacated
Zuo Hancheng unexpectedly picked her up like this, and just took a step forward and placed her directly on a sandalwood table stand by the small window. The decorative books on the table stands were scattered in an instant. All over the floor.
An Hao's heart jumped fiercely, and she felt that she was also firmly imprisoned while sitting on the table frame. She was so much shorter than Zuo Hancheng, but she was sitting on it. Being able to be equal to his height, and even more surprised at the same time, Zuo Hancheng's kisses have swept across the sky...
Anhao’s blood boiled to the extreme in an instant, and it almost dried up and solidified. He lost his mind because of the sudden dense kiss. Behind her was the venue of the celebration party, and beside her was the small window where everything could be seen outside, despite the people outside. Can't see inside, although the door of the rest room has closed automatically.
and many more!
Why is the door closed?
An okay eyes glanced down, and he saw a small remote control next to the table frame. Maybe Zuo Hancheng just carried her up and pressed the switch of the remote control at the same time. The door of the rest room turned out to be remote controlled. of?
There was a sudden pain in the tip of the tongue, and An suddenly came back to his senses. Zuo Hancheng bit her tongue as if punished for her distraction, and when Anhe got on his tongue, his eyes were so close that his heart was burning. , And because of the celebration banquet being held outside, the rest room made her feel like she was in a fluttering feeling, crisp, numb and hot. Sitting on it, with his feet in the air, and the whole person is almost imprisoned by Zuo Hancheng so that he will not fall off the table frame, but this feeling of relying entirely on him to support his body makes An Fortunately, the temperature from head to toe gradually increased. I don't know how many degrees.
Zuo Hancheng was not eager to do anything to her, even though the door was closed, and even though no one could see everything in it, he still kissed her patiently, and his mind buzzed with everything. Everything that had happened between her and him, the voice of Zuo Hancheng once reverberated in his ears.
"We will never divorce."
"Never leave you with nothing."
She gradually closed her eyes, letting herself feel the love and kindness that was greater than she had imagined. The hands that froze on both sides of her body slowly lifted up, around his neck, little by little. Trying to respond.
After a kiss, Zuo Hancheng’s lips left, but still pressed her forehead with her forehead. The breath of the two was entwined, and the original pink-tender mouth-lips looked a little swollen right now. But it is more rosy than any lipstick. Zuo Hancheng's eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and the hand touching the back of her head never gives her a chance to escape, just staring close at hand into her clear eyes The clear light that gradually breeds.
"Mrs. Zuo." Zuo Hancheng's voice was low and hoarse, but An Hao trembled slightly with a sense of sex.
"Huh?" She replied in a low voice, and her voice was equally muted, which shocked her herself.
Zuo Hancheng seemed to be very satisfied with her reaction. He gently stroked her hair, holding her small face, and asked softly, "When do you plan to return my child to me?"
Anhao's eyes darkened. What he meant was that she lost the child that belonged to them, so now she needs to make up for another one?
"Waist..." An Hao whispered, "Well... when the waist injury is not good, is it not suitable for pregnancy..."
"How long do you want to use the excuse of waist injury? One month? Two months? One year? Two years?"
Anhao immediately blushed: "Then what if I am not ready to be a mother? You also know that I am not much worse than I was then, and it is actually quite unreliable..."
"It doesn't matter if you're not ready, I'll be fine when I'm ready." Zuo Hancheng meaningfully raised her eyes in amazement and chuckled the palm of her hand across her hair, touching the back of her head. The kiss was pressed gently on her lips again.
When Anhao trembled slightly because of his suddenly gentle and patient kiss, he kissed the most sensitive part of her ears, and said in a low voice while she was shaking constantly: " When do you want to delay? Huh?"