Remembering that one. Night, and then think of the present. An Zuo, who felt deceived, rushed to Jin Hanchen's face with a fierce momentum and asked loudly.

"Didn't you do nothing? So what are these kiss marks? What is it? ”

Jin Hanchen endured the pain, stared at An Zuo with idiot eyes, and said angrily.

"Get out!"

An Zuo was yelled at a lot more sober, regretted it, and wanted to shoot himself to death.

Anyway, it's already a loss, so why don't you treat it as a dog bite? Why do you still want to ask for sin?

You must know that the consequences of annoying Jin Hanchen's tyrannosaurus are quite serious!

Before she could find half of her clothes, she was driven away, and she was going to make headlines!

Soon, An Zuo, who was still annoyed, was politely invited to the next room.

Only then did she notice that this was no longer a clubhouse, but a private house.

Is something happening? Why did you bring yourself back here all of a sudden? Isn't he afraid that she will be jealous?

An Zuo was wandering when a maid knocked on the door and came in.

"Miss An, these are silk pajamas for you."

"Thank you. However, it is not very convenient to wear pajamas, that ...... Where are my clothes? "Get dressed, and before Jin Hanchen settles accounts with her, she will slip away.

"This ...... You'd better go ask Mr. The maid looked a little unnatural.

"Forget it." She didn't want to see Jin Hanchen again. After thinking about it, An Zuo decided to settle for the next best. "Then send me a set of clothes, it should be okay, right?"

The maid shook her head in embarrassment and explained.

"The doctor has instructed that until the redness and swelling on the body completely disappear, it is best to wear silk pajamas to reduce friction. Rub the secondary damage. ”

"Doctor?" An Zuo was a little confused.

"You're allergic to alcohol, throwing up and making trouble." The maid put down her things and walked out, and when she reached the door, she said meaningfully. "In order to take care of Miss An, Mr. didn't sleep all night......"

Alcohol allergy? How did she not know about this trait herself?

Also, in order to take care of her, Jin Hanchen didn't close his eyes all night?

How is this possible?

Would a person as high as him take care of her?

Talk about the night!

It's just that these red marks on his body were caused by allergies, but they were misunderstood as kiss marks, and he stupidly questioned Jin Hanchen......

Phew, Shame on Nyima!

Anzo specially found a bathrobe to wrap it in, and then slowly came out of the room. Jin Hanchen's door was not closed, An Zuo knocked a few times and saw that no one answered, so he walked in directly.

At this time, the bathroom door opened, and Jin Hanchen walked out with long legs.

The man had just finished bathing, with a bath towel loosely tied around his waist, and his hair was dripping with water. The sword eyebrows are black and straight, and a pair of obsidian-like eyes hide broken stars that are brighter than the Milky Way, brilliant and dazzling. The high bridge of the nose outlines the three-dimensional and deep contours of the facial features, and the thin lips. The flap sipped slightly.

With broad shoulders and a strong chest, you can't find half a trace of fat from top to bottom. A string of water droplets naughtily ran along the navel, singing all the way down, which made people think about it.

Seeing An Zuo, who was staring at him and still swallowing saliva, Jin Hanchen didn't mean to hide it, but walked closer.

An Zuo was completely stunned, looking at Jin Hanchen, who was first-class in appearance and figure, and forgot to think in a daze. It wasn't until the fragrance of the shower gel entered his nose that he came back to his senses, blushed in embarrassment, and stammered to explain himself.

"That...... I'm here to ask...... Ask...... Clothes...... Where are my clothes ......"

"Torn!" Jin Hanchen's tone was light, but An Zuo's heart set off a monstrous wave.

How rough Jin Hanchen was last night, he actually tore it directly!

Her silence made Jin Hanchen's eyes dim, he glared, and asked lightly.

"Don't have anything else to say?"

For example, he can barely accept care and the like.

"Yes," An Zuo's gaze shifted to his strongest. Hard and the most vulnerable place, asked with a weak heart. "Are you alright?"