Chapter 816: : Except for Zuo Hancheng, no one can match (2)

The safe hand stayed on his heart, the palms were spread out, just like this, pressing on his heart, feeling his heartbeat.
Perceiving her subtle movements, Zuo Hancheng's original gentle kiss suddenly deepened, but it was not particularly fierce, but turned from warmth to a gradual deepening of entanglement.
His palm clasped tightly on the back of her head, and the two of them had different medicinal smells, the same paleness, but they kissed each other tenderly because they hadn't lost each other under the sun, just like licking-licking each other silently wound.
once.
In the world of Zuo Hancheng, he thought that he could bring peace and happiness to a peaceful and healthy life, rather than the killings and displacements that returned to ten years ago.
And at this moment, An Hao, with a wound but rare, sticks to his arms like a docile cat, thin and dense-the lingering kiss is her swearing and lingering affection.
The rebellious girl who once only turned her head and left in front of him has accompanied him many lives and deaths, and even when she knew his past and identity when he was young and passionate ten years ago, there was no sign of shrinking.
The former Zuo Hancheng thought he could give this girl who belonged to him love and everything she liked. Now, what he wants to give is all he has.
Whether it was ten years ago or ten years later, whether it was Vllen or Zuo Hancheng, all of him.
The physical strength of her well-being could not be sustained at all, at least Zuo Hancheng was just traumatized, but her strength was almost consumed when she was just talking to the nurse.
After the lingering kiss, she leaned in his arms, but she was not acting like a baby, but she was really weak, she didn’t even have the strength to speak, and she even leaned in his arms to breathe his taste. All fell asleep immediately.
Just when Anhao closed her eyes and really looked like a good-looking cat and didn’t move for a long time, Zuo Hancheng noticed that she seemed to be falling asleep, raised his hand and patted her on the back, and was about to support her. Lie down.
"boom--"
Suddenly there was a loud noise outside, like gunfire.
An Hao, who was almost about to fall asleep, opened his eyes instantly, and Zuo Hancheng helped her to lie down at the same time.
Anhao's originally calm eyes had a hint of surprise: "Did something happen again?"
However, there was no more movement after only one sound outside, and Zuo Hancheng seemed to have nothing happened. He put her down on the bed and took the quilt to help her.
Anhao saw his series of actions and wanted to say that he didn't need to take care of her. His injuries were so severe that she couldn't enjoy the treatment of taking care of her with almost half his life.
"Don't worry about it." Zuo Hancheng lags behind, and stands up lightly, because the injury and energy on his body are not as much as usual, but the movement of going to the next drawer to take out a nail clipper is very slow.
Anhao didn't know what he was going to do, only saw him take out the nail clippers, still wondering whether Zuo Hancheng's injury had been transferred to his brain, the gunshots outside were all sounding, and he even had to cut his nails. Why haven't I noticed that he pays such attention to image before?
An Hao was muttering secretly in her heart, but when Zuo Hancheng returned to her bed and sat down, and at the same time he took her hand and started trimming her already long nails, the suspicious expression in An Hao's eyes changed instantly. Cheng Yiran's dazed.
"Someone just shot outside, Zuo Hancheng..." An Hao wondered if he had ear problems, or his reaction was too slow. Why was he still in the mood to help her trim her nails?
Zuo Hancheng did not answer, and continued the movement in his hand silently and quietly.
When Anhao saw him bowing his head like this, he understood what is the best in this world.
The most tender love in this world, probably no one can give her except Zuo Hancheng.

The sun was fine in the courtyard of the villa, and D was walking in from outside when Zuo Hancheng walked out.
The moment he saw Zuo Hancheng suddenly, D's eyes directly cast a few glances on him to determine whether his injury would cause any major problems when he came out and walked around in this situation. Then he asked: "Is the voice just now? Surprised Mrs. Left?"
"She's already asleep." Zuo Hancheng didn't say much, just walked out.
The sun was shining on his black shirt, because the black color could hardly see the scars hidden in it from a distance, but Zuo Hancheng's face was more cold than pale.
Because Zuo Hancheng suddenly appeared, the person who was guarding the villa turned around and respectfully said: "Mr. Vllen."
Zuo Hancheng's gaze was at the same time looking at the extended black RV parked outside the villa.
As he walked out, the window of that car slowly dropped, and the people inside looked at him with indifferent expressions.
D came over and walked behind Zuo Hancheng and whispered: "Mr. Arel asked to see Mrs. Zuo. After we refused, he drove over in person. The sound of the gunshot just now was the bodyguard beside him because he was repeatedly attacked by us. After blocking the shot, Mr. Arel stopped the bodyguard and parked the car here, waiting for you to come out."
After Zuo Hancheng listened, the expression on his face was still calm and cold, without any extra emotions, his black eyes looked at the person in the car window, and after a while, he walked slowly over.
Until the door of the villa’s house, there was only a few meters away from the car, just a normal tone of voice was enough to hear each other’s voices, Zuo Hancheng’s footsteps stopped, and at the same time he opened his mouth: " I didn’t see Mr. Arel showing up in the manor. I knew that Mr. Arel had something to do and couldn’t rush back to meet me in person. I didn’t expect that today, a distinguished guest visited me personally. My small villa might not be welcome You big Buddha."
The middle-aged man in the car did not get out of the car. His eyes fell on Zuo Hancheng’s pale face, confirming that he really escaped in the manor. Although his eyes were a little complicated, he did not forget to come here today. the goal of.
"J sent someone to send me a picture before." The middle-aged man in the car's elegant and indifferent voice sounded: "I heard that the girl in the photo is Vllen your wife?"
Zuo Hancheng's expression was always calm, and even in front of the so-called black-Tao father of the American Mafia, he still had no intention of being polite.
"Pictures sent by J?" Zuo Hancheng's thin lips curled slightly, with a faint smile: "Where did he take a picture of someone and show it to you? When did Mr. Arel take this old trick seriously? ?"
The man in the car was silent for a while, and said after a long while: "Vllen, you should know who I have been looking for for so many years. If you have already discovered that person's existence, or discovered other things that I did not expect, I advise you not to try to be right with me. You know my temper very well."
D stood behind Zuo Hancheng and heard the words coming from the car. He was suddenly puzzled. He walked forward and took a look at the people in the car, then turned to look at Mr. Zuo.
However, Mr. Zuo's complexion was calm and waveless, but there was a faint curve on his lips.