Chapter 45: : You really are a strange flower

The car galloped in the direction of A high.
An Hao quietly raised her head. Until now, she didn't want to ask Yi Zeyang: Have you considered it?
There is no need to ask anymore, because he silently gave her an answer after returning home.
He was engaged to another woman.
What a direct answer.
Her name is not even on the banquet list for the engagement party.
The silver-gray Benz stopped at the high gate of A. Yi Zeyang planned to send her back to the dormitory himself, but Anhao refused.
Anhao made Yi Zeyang unable to stop her waywardness with just one sentence.
"I still said that, if you can let me retain my last little self-esteem, don't care about me after I get off the car, my face is fine, just keep it for a few days, from now on, let me Go alone, thank you!"
When the words were over, he opened the door and got out of the car.
Yi Zeyang's stretched out hand froze in the air, looking at her stubborn back, and after getting out of the car, the figure shook her head because of alcohol, her hand gradually became a fist.
The cold wind blew, and Anhao, who was already drunk and very serious, woke up just now by a slap in the face of Yi Zeyang. As soon as the wind blew, the alcohol in his mind jumped up again.
She would be embarrassed for a while to be seen as a joke on campus. She tried to keep calm and walked towards the bedroom in a straight line.
Until the silver-gray Benz left, I still did not find the black Bentley that was parked on the opposite side of the road outside of College A, drowning in the night.
strange!
Anhao walked for a while, lowered his head and looked at his feet.
Obviously she was walking in a straight line, but she didn't go to the direction of the dormitory. Looking back, she found that she was almost walking to the small woods in the school. She raised her hand and rubbed her head and turned back to the direction of the dormitory. .
Just a few steps away, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang. She took out the phone a little irritably, picked it up without looking at the name, and opened her ear impatiently: "Hey!"
"Give you two minutes, come out." Zuo Hancheng's voice.
An Hao's eyes widened in surprise, and looked left and right, a little dazed.
come out? Where to go?
Finally, I looked at the school gate not far away and realized that Zuo Hancheng was letting her out.
Anhao shook her head, which was getting more and more dizzy, because he hung up the phone after only one sentence. His calm and irresistible tone also made her forget to resist, and instinctively continued to follow the straight line she thought. Walk at the school gate.
When I walked out of the school gate, I didn't see anyone anywhere. I thought I had hallucinations when I drank too much, or I was stunned by a phone call from Zuo Hancheng.
Anhao raised her fingers and scratched her forehead. She turned around and was about to go back, but she suddenly stopped, turned around abruptly, and fixed her eyes not far away. Then she saw a car parked on the opposite side of the road. She felt very familiar. Bentley.
And just outside that car, Zuo Hancheng was dressed in a black long trench coat with fine tailoring that looked like a lot of value. Standing in the bitter night breeze after rain, with one hand in his trouser pocket, he casually leaned on the door of the car. side.
Because he was standing with her back facing the street lamp, she couldn't see his expression clearly, she could only vaguely feel that his gaze was dim.
Really! No matter how superior or beautiful this man is, doesn’t he know that it was just before freezing rain in the middle of the night, and the entrance to the school was dark and empty, so he stood there like a long body, really It's abrupt and scary, OK!
Anhao rolled his eyes and tried to steady his pace and walk in his direction.
Straight line, good Gu An, keep walking in a straight line, steady! Not to be ashamed in front of Zuo Hancheng!
After finally walking over, she just saw Zuo Hancheng's face clearly, and when she touched the unpredictable depth in his cold eyes, she barely stood still, suppressing the dizziness and pain in her head, and said patiently:
"Why? Why did you come to my school gate in the middle of the night?"
Zuo Hancheng glanced at her as if she had drunk a lot of alcohol. Before asking her question, he first looked at the red palm marks on her left face. The cold wind blew through, and Anhao couldn't bear it. She shuddered, and at the same time the wind-blown head became even more dizzy.
Zuo Hancheng immediately knotted his eyebrows, and promptly took action to support the drunk and unconscious little girl. Seeing her limply falling toward him, the red traces on her face were under the street lamp. More obvious.
"It's not the first time you have put my words behind you, still dare to drink?"
Zuo Hancheng wrapped her weak body around the front of the car, opened the door and stuffed her in.
His relentless act of pressing her into the car was the same as Yi Zeyang's, with some effort, Anhao hit her head against a hard box inside, so she sobbed in pain, and raised her teeth with a grin. Raise your hands and hold your head: "It hurts..."
Zuo Hancheng ignored her aggrieved expression and closed the car door heavily. When he got into the car, he found that she was lying down in the driver's seat, completely rascal, and reached out and pushed her back: "Sit firmly."
"What are you doing." Anhao was forced to sit up, covering his head, and staring at him in a daze, as if suddenly remembering something.
"Why don't you accompany your underground girlfriend who has just been exposed in the Dwise Hotel? Why do you come to me again? Do you like to abuse me? Bullying me addicted?"
Seeing her grievance Bala rubbing her head, her face was still red and swollen, and even the corners of her mouth were bloodshot.
Zuo Hancheng's frowning eyebrows suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked her face: "Being beaten like this can still go drinking, Gu Anhao, you really are a strange flower."
"Hey!" An Hao screamed in pain, raised his hand and threw his hand away indiscriminately: "It hurts! Don't touch it!"
"Want to drink if you know it hurts? You don't want this face anymore?" Zuo Hancheng glanced at her coldly and drove away.
Anhao leaned his head on the car door, muttering softly: "I was almost shameless tonight..."
As she said, she suddenly raised her head smilingly and said: "Hey, it feels like a dream, but it's a nightmare, haha..."
"..."
Zuo Hancheng ignored her smirk and drove the car back to Liujingyuan.
Anhao was completely hung on him when he got out of the car, hugging him like an octopus, and dragged him back into the house.
When he entered the door, he threw Anhao, who was full of alcohol, onto the sofa. Anhao opened a small gap in his eyes and smiled and pointed his finger in his direction: "You! Come on! Come on! Sister dance a striptease! Sister give you a tip!"
Zuo Hancheng just took off the windbreaker on his body. Hearing this, he glanced back at her.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Anhao felt very uncomfortable in his bag for a long time, and after drawing out a five yuan piece, he arrogantly patted the coffee table in front of him: "That! Give you the money! let's start!"
Seeing the wrinkled five dollars on the coffee table, Zuo Hancheng's eyebrows jumped.