Chapter 309: : Male face troubles water and Zuo Hancheng (8)

He knew that following people like Zuo Hancheng, he would never take her to Disney and Universal Studios in Los Angeles.
He actually took her to Hearst Castle.
Standing in front of that Mediterranean Revival-style building, looking at the building with the Spanish shadow, it is rare to feel that it was cultivated to a certain degree of sentiment.
After following Zuo Hancheng to see the art collection inside, An Hao knew what an eye-opener was.
This is much deeper and more knowledgeable than she expected to go to Disneyland and see movie stars in Universal Studios.
And Hearst Castle is located on a hill on the San Simeon waterfront, which is the most expensive private villa building in the United States.
Anhao walked on the mountain, looked back at the sea not far away, and finally knew why Zuo Hancheng would bring her here.
Standing here, smelling the cool but not feeling cold sea breeze, feeling a certain style of quietness in the west, there are many scattered villas in the distance. When the two of them drove here, the sky was already dark, and now they are downhill. It doesn't make much sense, so they will stay here tonight.
The largest villa in front is where the two of them will stay tonight.
But Anhao didn't want to sleep at all. He breathed the smell of freedom while blowing the sea breeze on the mountain. I had never felt this way for so many years, this feeling that my happiness was about to float.
Suddenly, with a warmth on her shoulders, Zuo Hancheng put her coat on her shoulders.
Anhao looked back at him: "When will we leave tomorrow?"
"It's up to you. If you like this place, you can continue to enjoy the day here. If you want to go to other places, you will leave tomorrow morning." Zuo Hancheng said, holding her little hand, and feeling the temperature on her hand is a bit cold, it doesn't matter. Ask her, lead her directly towards the villa.
"I still want to watch the sea there for a while..." Anhao passively followed him.
"If you like the sea, I will take you to Santa Monica tomorrow. Are you afraid of stomach ache now?"
"..." Anhao was indeed a bit cold, just because he was too playful and didn't want to go back to rest. Hearing this, he remembered that he was still with his aunt, so he had to obediently go back to the villa with him.
There is no tranquility in the villa as she imagined. There is an orchestra performing in another villa nearby, and in their villa there are a few little protagonists playing a nice light music.
The dining table in the middle of the villa hall turned out to have prepared all kinds of Western food and candles that she likes to eat. Anhao stood at the door in amazement and mumbled: "If you knew there was a candlelight dinner, you would call it earlier. I come in!"
Zuo Hancheng glanced at her: "You woman is really realistic."
"I was already realistic. You told me earlier that there was a candlelight dinner inside. I had come in long ago, and I stood there blowing some cold wind!" Anhao said as he walked over happily, and sat down at the table with a smile , And seeing Zuo Hancheng's recklessness and indulgence towards her in a blink of an eye, she was even more delighted.
It’s really happy to have a husband like this. I picked up the knife and fork. I consciously knew that Zuo Hancheng asked someone to prepare it for her. Anyway, there are no outsiders here, and those who play the violin will not treat her like anything. So she just started to eat.
Nodding while eating: "I didn't expect that the western food here is so delicious, it tastes better than the one you took me to eat before."
"Eat everything you like, but remember not to hurt your stomach anymore. It's enough." Zuo Hancheng poured her a glass of red wine.
Anhao raised his head and took a sip of the red wine that the big boss from the left had personally poured for him. There was a blush of happiness that could not be concealed on his face. He took another sip of wine while watching Zuo Hancheng sitting. When facing him, the quiet and beautiful figure made people couldn't help but look sideways.
"Have you come here often?" she asked while drinking.
This is the first time in front of Zuo Hancheng to be allowed to drink so indulgently, but this kind of red wine is the best at first sight. Although she can't taste what kind of wine it is, she is careful to only drink a small sip at a time so as not to drink. Being drunk is ashamed here.
"Occasionally." Zuo Hancheng also picked up the wine glass in front of him, and gently shook the red fragrant liquid inside: "I used to have some unavoidable entertainment meetings here when I was in the United States. Apart from entertainment, this is the first time. Come here as a leisurely tourist."
An Hao suddenly said, "Why don't you always have no time to come out for a turn? Is it because every time you come out just for entertainment?"
Zuo Hancheng chuckles: "Almost."
"Oh, there is nothing good about rich people. Time is not free at all. I thought that I can often see rich people in many high-end occasions because they don't lack money and can enjoy it at will. It turned out to be just socializing." He smacked his lips with emotion.
"The higher the person stands, the greater the responsibility. It is not that there is no time at all, but that there is no one who wants to accompany."
After Zuo Hancheng said, he smiled with Anhao's flattered expression: "Anhao, your stabbing is gone."
"Huh?" Anhao was immersed in romance, when he suddenly heard him say such a sentence, and subconsciously glanced at the ground.
The next moment he looked at him with violent consternation: "What thorn? Where is the thorn? What's missing?"
Zuo Hancheng's dark and silent eyes had a light luster, but he did not speak.
Anhao looked at him suspiciously for a while, then suddenly realized.
I remember that he seemed to say that she was sometimes like a hedgehog, and no one was allowed to hurt her again, so when someone might hurt her, she would use the thorn on her body to stab her.
She is the hedgehog in his mouth, but now she is gradually pulling out the thorns because of him.
What he meant was that she had just been moved and dropped a thorn again.
This man...
This kind of black-bellied man is really gentle and dangerous. Every time Anhao gets stuck, he gets more nervous, but he is serious, she is serious...
She slapped her lips, and said indifferently: "If you drop it, then drop it. Anyway, I have you."
Zuo Hancheng’s eyes felt a bit of warmth under the candlelight, and Anhao seemed to have discovered that at this moment, she was so thankful that the person she met was Zuo Hancheng, and how lucky she was. The person he met under reckless impulse was Zuo Hancheng.
If it weren't for the appearance of this man, maybe she was still a little mud in the ground, and she was thrown around. No one would pick her up and discover the true self hidden in the mud.
She looked at Zuo Hancheng, his fine features were as polished as polished, just sitting there quietly, elegant, but with a temperament that attracted much attention.
A man like Zuo Hancheng...
In other words, no one would be willing to let go, even if it was her, if anyone dared to her husband now, she would definitely be the first to smash those little with a knife!