Chapter 330: : It's so hot, please help me (2)

Anhao looked at him with red eyes, and could not speak for a long time.
His heart was filled with tenderness, and he could only continue to lift his little hand to gently pull at the cuff of his shirt, and then choked up and said, "I'm sorry."
Zuo Hancheng's eyes were calm: "What is the reason?"
I knew that he would definitely ask himself. An Hao thought he would be angered before, but he didn't expect to be such a gentle and low question.
Before, she was prepared not to say anything, but facing Zuo Hancheng who softly coaxed her like this, she could only look at him with red eyes and narrowed mouth: "Can I not say?"
Obviously Zuo Hancheng was not satisfied with her answer, and Yaren's eyebrows moved slightly: "Anhao, who am I?"
"Zuo Hancheng..."
He was displeased and his tone became colder: "Other than that?"
Anhao pressed his lips and did not answer.
In addition, he is still her husband and her husband, who has been protecting her and rescued her from the fire and water today.
So she shouldn't hide something from him, so she really should let him know the truth and why she is willing to come to such a place with Gu Tianming.
By taking care of her good temper, she would definitely not compromise easily, nor would she just follow along when she knew there was danger here, but she just came.
In other words, anyone would have doubts, let alone Zuo Hancheng who knew her so thoroughly.
Such Zuo Hancheng made An Hao no longer have that instinctive resistance in her heart. She suddenly took the initiative to lean her head on his shoulder as if she was seeking a kind of safe support and comfort, and said in a very small voice: "Give me some time, let me think about it clearly, and wait for me to think about it before talking about it, OK?"
Zuo Hancheng looked down at her little head, did not speak for a while, probably still suppressing anger.
An Hao hurriedly raised his hand to hug his neck and said softly like a baby, "Give me some time, you know, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't have much opinion. I'm going to suddenly be like this today. There must be mine. The reason, after I have digested these things, I will think about how to tell you...can it..."
The begging voice sounded in her little mouth. Zuo Hancheng raised her chin and let her look at him. The two looked at each other. It was the first time that he saw obvious injury and hesitation in Anhao's eyes. Anhao, who has always used a rebellious mask to conceal all traces of injury, could not easily show his expression.
Zuo Hancheng's eyebrows rimmed slightly. Just when Anhao thought he would refuse, he stroked the broken hair on her forehead backwards, his eyes were faint and warm: "How long?"
"I don't know, I'll be as soon as possible." Anhao leaned his head on his shoulder again and hugged his neck with both hands: "Zuo Hancheng, I know you hurt me, but sometimes, some things still need me to do it myself. People have to bear it, and some roads require me to try and walk on my own. After all, everyone’s life is different. If I really rely on you too much, then I will gradually lose those hard things that belong to me. Shell, this kind of me, there is no way to live independently, give me some time and some space... OK..."
"If it is under normal circumstances, there is nothing wrong with giving you free space." Zuo Hancheng said indifferently: "But well, you know the situation today. As your husband, you can sit here now. Quietly asking you the reason, it is already the greatest tolerance for you, what more space do you want?"
Anhao didn't speak, and only rubbed his head twice in his arms, and directly changed the subject: "I feel so uncomfortable..."
It is impossible for Zuo Hancheng not to feel the abnormal hotness of her body and the slight dumbness of her voice when she speaks. Anhao raised her head a little aggrieved, and it was the little bird who snuggled in his arms like this: "Just soaked well. The cold water for a long time, but now it’s starting to feel uncomfortable again, what should I do?"
If this were changed to normal, Zuo Hancheng would definitely throw her on the bed and solve it in a way that they both liked.
Anyway, Anhao now doesn’t have a big aunt, but Zuo Hancheng seems to have not heard her, more like trying to torture her, he only looks down at her red face and the shallow eyes. He begged so embarrassedly, he raised his eyebrows: "The wine I choose to drink, I will bear it."
Anhao glared at him reluctantly, and rubbed the Huo-hot face between his neck: "Uncomfortable...uncomfortable...you help me..."
This is the first time Anhao has taken the initiative in history. Two arms are holding his neck tightly, hugging him tightly like an octopus, and the two-legs that are close together keep going back and forth. Dlinging, he whispered dumbly: "Zuo Hancheng, help me...I'm so uncomfortable..."
However, Zuo Hancheng wanted to torture her deliberately today. He was still calmly not cooperating with her, and did not hug her because of her active seduction, seduction and friction, and just let her sit in his arms. He kept rolling-hot body-body on his chest-front and legs twisting-moving back and forth, just like a sage sitting still, just not getting into her fishing net.
An's anxious eyes are getting redder, and her face is getting redder. She groaned in his arms: "Help me... uncomfortable... so hot... you help me..."
"feeling bad?"
Zuo Hancheng stared at her coldly.
Anhao narrowed his mouth, feeling that he was almost like a girl, and almost tore off his shirt to kiss him.
She tried her best to suppress the dryness-heat sensation in her body. She opened her red rabbit-like eyes and looked at his handsome face moistly. She raised her hand to touch his mouth and stroked his lips. Suddenly he leaned in to kiss his thin lips that were coldly pressed into a line.
But at the moment she kissed him, Zuo Hancheng didn't respond. She opened her eyes and saw that he was looking at herself, as if she was enjoying her tortured appearance now.
"Just endure the uncomfortable, otherwise, how to remember?"
Hearing his cold words, the fire on An Hao Man's body instantly burst into his heart.
"Didn't I just change my clothes and come to the nightclub? Haven't I been eaten tofu by others? I have nothing to do with others. Why are you torturing me like this?"
Anhao was angry and aggrieved, and rubbed hard in his arms: "Hurry up and help me... I'm about to die... Zuo Hancheng, you can't be so indifferent... Don't be so torturing. ......You quickly help me......"
As she said, she grabbed his hand indiscriminately and stuck his hand on her body: "My aunt left the day before yesterday. Didn't you say you want me to make up? Come on, I will do it now. Compensation, thousands of times of compensation, you can't miss such a great opportunity..."