Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

So you don't want the thirty dollars?

... Anhao took a deep breath and quickly grinned: Yes, of course!

Compared with eating instant noodles, box lunch is always better!

There is no way, now that her job in the bar is gone, she can only be fed by Zuo Hancheng for the time being! What a shame!

Zuo Hancheng glanced at the card on the coffee table, and said: There is still one month before your final exam at the end of December. If you can improve your grades to pass in one month, I will consider this card again. Do I want to give you the card?

Before Anhao opened his mouth to protest, he said again: It's just an improvement from zero to pass. Gu Anhao, you should know that my requirements are not very strict.

Indeed, with Zuo Hancheng's means, it is very humane for him not to force her to improve her grades to the first place in the school year!

But the important thing is only one month!

It only took one month for her to go from zero to pass, and to pass all subjects!

Anhao gritted her teeth, and a voice squeezed out between her teeth: You just kill me...

Zuo Hancheng's tone suddenly became very gentle: What did you say?

I said you kill... Anhao immediately raised her voice by one decibel.

However, at the same time, Zuo Hancheng picked up her mobile phone, flicked it casually, and said casually: Yesterday, I still have some things I didn't explain to Yi Zeyang. After all, he is your guest professor of High A for the time being. I should say a few more words.

Anhao rushed over in an instant, but she staggered into his arms, snatched the phone without thinking too much, and in a blink of an eye, saw the handsome face that was so close to him because she fell into his arms, and was furious. The person who came here wanted to curse to vent his anger, but couldn't, so he could only stare at him stiffly.

A pass is a pass! This girl is talented, isn't it just a three-year course in high school! Isn't it a pass! I agree!

Zuo Hancheng's eyes fell on her face, until his eyes fell, and gradually became a bit scorching, at the same time he grabbed her waist and pressed her into his arms.

Since you're so obedient, it's fine to use this method to impose a small punishment. You don't need to seduce me with beauty. As I said, you don't have much color to sell.

An Hao struggled in his arms, and after hearing what he said, she followed his line of sight and lowered her head to look at her chest again.

I saw a button on the pajamas unknowingly when it was opened.

She didn't wear underwear underneath, and half of her little softness was exposed to the air. The temperature of the air conditioner in the room was moderate and she didn't feel the coolness. Just now, she threw herself into his arms and leaned over to talk...

She was about to withdraw from his arms, Zuo Hancheng immediately bowed his head and whispered in her ear: Of course, if you are impatient and want to try to seduce me, I don't mind fulfilling the responsibility of a husband earlier , lest you want to be dissatisfied, eh?

The man's hand had already moved to her waist, and with a slight effort, he wrapped her whole body into a warm embrace.

An Hao was embarrassed, and immediately broke free from his embrace, brushed her hair and sat up straight, staring at him with a little red face: Zuo Hancheng, you are old and disrespectful!

... Zuo Hancheng's eyelids twitched: You are old and disrespectful?!

An Hao was so angry with him that she couldn't find the right words for a while. Even though she knew that he was not even thirty years old, she still wanted to make a sarcastic sentence because he told herself to study hard and at the same time gave her a hand. Blushing, he blurted out again: You're old and not serious!

Zuo Hancheng smiled, seeing his suddenly overpowering and magnificent smile, Anhao's heart shuddered, she immediately stood up, took two steps back, and continued to scold without fear of death: You, you, you, you, you, cunning!

...

Scheming!

Zuo Hancheng's eyes can no longer be described as dangerous, Anhao didn't pay much attention, just racked his brains to search for all the idioms related to old age in his mind.

Until Zuo Hancheng suddenly stood up and walked towards her, she suddenly pointed at a place between his legs and shouted: Old and weak soldiers!

Well...she has run out of words...

Zuo Hancheng smiled slightly, but her voice was so clear that her ears trembled: Gu Anhao, let me let you know what it means to be old and strong, the sword is not old, and Changchun is not old!

When she saw him walking towards her, An Hao yelled in fright and threw the notes and English textbook she had just grabbed at him, then turned around and ran back to the bedroom to close the door.

As a result, as soon as she took two steps, she was carried back and fell heavily on the soft sofa. While she was screaming and trying to get up, Zuo Hancheng had already stretched her body down, and threw herself heavily She was imprisoned between her body and the sofa.

Anhao only provoked a few words today because she was bullied by him and had nowhere to vent her anger. She didn't expect this kind of result at all!

Zuo Hancheng grabbed her jaw coldly, and his tone was mixed with unquestionable courage: Even if it takes another forty years, I can still squeeze you dry! Try using idioms in front of me again?

An Jia regained consciousness from the pain, looked into his black eyes, his eyes suddenly felt a little confused, finally pulled out his fingers to calculate, and said very seriously: In another forty years, you will be sixty-nine years old! You Make sure you can still…”

Her voice froze, she didn't know how to describe it for a moment, she could only point her finger under him: Can it still be used?

Zuo Hancheng was so angry that he laughed.

Gu Anhao obviously had a perverse expression, but he also had a green and immature face. The words he said seemed to be provocative, but they seemed to be just unconvinced provocations.

The little woman who was crushed under her had no idea how provocative and unmanageable her inadvertent actions and tone were.

It wasn't until Zuo Hancheng's lips groped for her throat, pressing her teeth against her throat as if she was going to bite it down at any time, that Anhao was so stiff that she didn't dare to speak nonsense: I, I, I mean that it will be another four years. You will be seventy years old in ten years, and seventy years old is an old man, no matter how powerful you are, you won't be able to...

There was a sudden pain in the waist, and the man's hand was already grasping it as if punishing, and squeezed it heavily, as if he wanted to poke his hand in even more dangerously.

Anhao wants to cry but has no tears, the more she speaks, the more wrong she is.

She was not convinced, she just scolded a few words!

One of Zuo Hancheng's hands had deftly separated her pajamas, feeling the body of the person under him froze, and he was so flustered that he didn't even dare to move again, so he met her nervous gaze, gnashed his teeth and said: A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, huh?

An Hao froze.

She could be heard.

What he meant was that she was too young, and she dared to bring the things she read on the Internet and in H books to pretend to be worldly in front of him. Her half-pure, half-experienced appearance was provoking a man's self-control and all senses.

An Hao's breath gradually became a little chaotic, she quickly raised her hands to touch her face with a hoarse voice, forced some tears out of the pain on her face, and looked into his deep black eyes with tears in her eyes: Well ...my face hurts...