Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

Anhao closed his eyes tightly, and when he closed his eyes, the dark vision was full of terrible images hidden in the darkness.

There were real and terrible shadows shaking, and even more illusory shadows caused by fear. She curled up in fear, and carefully retracted her head into the quilt. In any case, tonight is probably a sleepless night. night of.

From the day she woke up in the hospital, she hadn't really had a good night's sleep, and she didn't know how long the fear of being awakened by nightmares and insomnia would stay with her.

Because of the uncomfortable fear and insomnia, Anhao secretly sobbed, thinking he was hiding well, slowly raising his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes.

About to cover all the quilts on her head, suddenly, the arm extending from behind her fished her into a warm and familiar embrace, and opened her eyes suddenly when she was struggling in the dark.

Before he got back to his senses, he was forced to turn his body over, and his whole person stuck in Zuo Hancheng's arms.

At the same time, the man who hugged her lit the dim and warm light on the head of the bed, and his dark and moist black eyes looked at her like an insecure little animal, curled up tightly in his arms, with his palms on her. He stroked the back of his head and looked at her gently and caringly like this.

Anhao's eyes became hot, and she almost cried out. She lowered her eyes subconsciously, not wanting him to see the redness in her eyes because she had just cried.

But Zuo Hancheng raised her chin with one hand and forced her to look at him under the dim and warm light.

"How long have the symptoms of insomnia lasted?"

He obviously asked knowingly, but he was looking for the most true answer from her.

An Hao couldn't avoid it. She actually didn't want to expose her most vulnerable side to others again and again, especially in front of the same person.

It seems that since she met Zuo Hancheng, every time she was wronged, bullied, or had any trauma or sadness in her heart, he always happened to be by her side.

She sucked her nose, her voice was lower than that of a mosquito: "After waking up that day, she started to lose sleep every night.

Sure enough, he expected.

Zuo Hancheng thought he knew enough about this girl. Although he saw her disguise and bravery, he didn't notice that she secretly concealed this kind of pain every day to prevent anyone from discovering.

I just noticed her strangeness and vaguely guessed that her situation should have been going on for a long time.

Now that she heard her answer, her eyebrows were even more knotted, and she took her into her arms very lovingly, and gently stroked the palm of her head on her head.

It was a kind of comfort and care, and she felt well. She grinned at him: "It's okay. I guess I was really terrified when I was detained that day. So I might have nightmares for a few days. In the hospital, that feeling can’t be maintained. I’ve gone home now. I guess it’ll be fine in a few days..."

"Don't hide it anymore. This is a symptom, a symptom related to claustrophobia. Even if you don't want to see a psychologist, you can't be so aggressive."

Zuo Hancheng said as he held her completely in his arms: "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Anhao shook his head, and instinctively pressed his head to his chest because of this warm and strong hug.

The little face rubbed twice like a kitten in his arms, and found a comfortable position in his arms.

"It feels much more comfortable...I want to sleep..."

Zuo Hancheng glanced at her with a low eye, and saw that this girl was really stubborn and didn't want to open up her happy wound to say anything. He didn't force her anymore, only gently patted her shoulder: "Go to sleep."

Anhao lay down in his arms, taking a deep breath of the smell on his body, really feeling sleepy inexplicably, as if she could fall asleep in his arms.

She insisted on the last trace of sober consciousness, and muttered dullly in his arms: "Am I very useless?"

Zuo Hancheng put the quilt on the two of them, and wrapped the quilt tightly on her body. At the same time, he patted her on the shoulder and said softly: "Yes."

An Hao suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the chest in front of him, and said silently: "Did you comfort me in Zuo Hancheng?"

The script shouldn’t be played like this!

Obviously what he should say now is her many good points to soothe her little heart, and gently coax her to sleep, but he actually admitted that she is really useless!

How can it be so coaxing!

While Anhao was leaning against him sadly and quietly rolled her eyes, Zuo Hancheng's hand lifted her cheek and asked her to slightly raise her head in his arms to look at him.

After seeing the shocked discomfort in Anhao's eyes, he laughed: "Silly girl, if you have been so good, what do you want me to do?"

Anhao didn't speak, and just stared at his handsome face under the warm light on the bedside.

"This should be just the reason you were reluctant to find comfort." An Hao glared at him, muttering softly.

Zuo Hancheng chuckled: "I know your good and bad, so I don't need to say it. Don't think about it anymore, sleep peacefully, I will be with you."

Anhao felt that she was very moved, moved indescribably, and she nodded, leaned her head in his arms, and curled up to shrink her whole body in his arms.

He stretched out his hand to hug his neck tightly, and slowly closed his eyes as if he had found the greatest sense of security and warm heat source.

Within three minutes, her breathing started to become even better, and she herself couldn't even think that she actually fell asleep just like this in his arms.

Zuo Hancheng gently stroked her hair, and printed a warm kiss between her hairline. After confirming that she was really asleep, he reached out and turned off the bedside light.

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This was the safest night Anhao has slept since the accident. When I woke up the next day, it was already past nine in the morning.

She sat up and twisted her neck slightly, feeling that the pain at the condyle at the back of her neck was getting less and less day by day. At the same time, she felt that the injured area on her arm was getting better, and it was no longer so painful. Up.

She changed her clothes and walked out of the bedroom in a very good mood. As soon as she walked out of the bedroom, she suddenly found that there was an extra person in the house.

It was a man with blue eyes. His skin color, hair color and eye color should be American. He was about thirty years old, young and handsome. He was sitting on the sofa with Zuo Hancheng and talking about something. After hearing the sound of the bedroom door opening, he suddenly got up and walked towards her.

"Miss Gu, hello, this is Winner, Mr. Zuo's friend, and Miss Gu, your psychiatrist."