Chapter 1486： Palm print

Don’t think about it, Yang Cheng recognized that the woman was Zhao Anqi at a glance.

followed by a helpless sigh. This is not the first time. Zhao Anqi is struggling in a hellish cage, but destiny still refuses to let her go, poor woman!

Yang Cheng greeted Andrew to stop, and when she got out of the car, she put her suit jacket on Zhao Anqi’s shoulders, held her into the car without saying a word, and said coldly, "Drive~"

Andrew knows how to wink, he didn't ask where he was going, he opened it aimlessly.

The night is dark, but Changdao is brightly lit, and the dizzy yellow street lights illuminate Zhao Anqi's side face from time to time. Yang Cheng vaguely sees that a crimson palm print appears on the original white cheek.

Yang Cheng's nose became heavy, and she turned her head abruptly and couldn't bear to look again, and Zhao Anqi seemed to be aware of Yang Cheng's movements and didn't want to be embarrassed by him seeing her, so she turned her head and looked out the window, as if there was something rare outside the window. Like seeing a baby, they caught the eyes of the two.

I do not know how long, looking out the window up high-rise buildings become dense, orange Yang finally spoke reported an address, it was Zhao Anqi private apartment, very safe, no one else knows.

Andrew waited a little while, to determine the meaning of Zhao Anqi no objection, nodded and said the sound is!

Arriving downstairs in the apartment, Yang Cheng told Andrew to rest nearby. He shouldn't come down again tonight, and then he took Zhao Anqi upstairs and entered the room.

. . .

Returning to her safe house, Zhao Anqi seemed to be a puppet with a broken wire when she entered the door. Even with Yang Cheng's support, it still looked like mud on the beach, and fell limply at the door.

Yang Cheng wanted to pull her up, it was cold on the ground, but it was like pulling a pile of pig iron, motionless, helpless, he could only squat down, gently stroke her messy hair, softly said, "Get up, let's go Sit on the sofa."

Zhao Anqi motionless, only his head resting Young orange arms, silent weeping.

I don’t know how long it has been, maybe ten minutes? Or half an hour?

Yang Cheng felt that the blood in her lower body had stopped flowing, and her legs were numb and could not move, but Zhao Anqi suddenly straightened up, stood up on the wall, and then looked down at Yang Cheng struggling to get up, pouting and laughing.

This evil woman, who is himself so thanks to the gift? Don't you have any farts in your heart?

said angrily, "Still laughing? Pull me up!"

Zhao Anqi hair pulled up, croon a cry, "myself on, I pull them you ~"

This is her first sentence tonight. Yang Cheng burst out laughing, stretched her legs and moved a few times to allow the blood to flow again. After a while, she stood up, and walked into the living room vainly, and found that Zhao Anqi was busy in the kitchen. .

Yang Cheng asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"I'm hungry, something to eat." Zhao Anqi tone completely back to normal, this is the mature woman's healing powers, orange Yang had to admire.

Young orange walked over to see her on stage split ramen dishes, not asked, "eat this? Altogether the point of a pizza? Or chicken wings?"

Zhao Anqi shook her head, "I don’t want to eat, I want to eat ramen~"

Yang Cheng didn’t know why, but she didn’t persuade anymore. She quietly watched her busy in the kitchen like a good wife and mother, boiling water, beating eggs, washing dishes, and washing the pot. All the actions seemed to be inconsistent. Just do it often, very skilled.

He became even more surprising is that from the top of the head slightly exposed corner cupboard, found it filled with instant noodles.

Yang Zhao Anqi aware orange eyes, look down in the past, then looked down and smiled, "I'm in a bad mood like to eat noodles, do not know when habit."

Young inexplicable heart of a sour orange, turned backwards and did not take it, for a long time, Zhao Anqi suddenly asked, "Well, face, eat together?"

Originally very hungry orange Yang, Zhao Anqi be because the word, his heart get flattening out, there is no appetite to eat.

Slightly shook his head and said, "You eat, I watch you eat~"

"Hmm~"

In this way, Yang Cheng hugged her shoulders and leaned on the sofa and watched quietly, while Zhao Anqi took a small bite. She moved very slowly and tasted very elegantly. If you don’t look at the messy hair flying around on her end, it's still hidden. Living with redness and swelling, this picture will definitely be better.

Zhao Anqi took a few mouthfuls, suddenly raised her head, puffed her cheeks and said vaguely, "Why don’t you ask?"

"Ask what? Ask you what happened tonight?"

"Hmm~"

“It’s not necessary, you will naturally say when you want to say, if you need me to avenge you, it’s just a sentence.”

Zhao Anqi swallowed laboriously, her eyes flashing with crystal tears, "Thank you, thank you for coming with me."

"It should be~"

. . .

This night, Yang Cheng slept very unsteadily, because Zhao Anqi always had nightmares. In her dreams, she seemed to have been severely beaten. She kept resisting, punching and kicking. Yang Cheng, the hapless person, was beaten to chuang several times. Underneath, what makes people helpless is that Zhao Anqi's dream is very deep, and she never wakes up.

In other words, Yang Cheng's plan was for nothing.

After finally getting through to dawn, Zhao Anqi sat up in a daze and found that there was no one beside her.

Sitting for a few minutes, Zhao Anqi put on her silk nightgown and walked out of the room barefoot. At a glance, she saw Yang Cheng curled up on the sofa, looking pitiful, and the scene was ridiculous.

"噗嗤~"

Yang Cheng subconsciously sat up, staring blankly at the front Seeing Zhao Anqi leaning lazily against the wall, pursing her lips and smiling, suddenly a wicked fire came up.

looked at her bitterly, "Do you know what you did last night?"

This tone was comparable to that of a resentful woman, and Zhao Anqi was trembling all over, "What did I do?"

Yang Cheng tore open his shirt and pointed to the blue green dots on his body, “Look, this is a good thing you did. Sleeping can use violence on me. It’s unreasonable.”

Listening to Yang Cheng’s wailing, Zhao Anqi couldn’t hold back, squatting on the ground and laughing, leaning forward and back, Yang Cheng’s tone was like a deep-bowed woman facing her husband’s cheating.

"Are you embarrassed to laugh?"

Zhao Anqi smiled and waved her hand. She smiled and tears came out. Is this crying with joy? Or is it happy to be sad?

Yang Cheng looked at her with a bewildered look, feeling at a loss. It was obvious that he was wronged. Why did the other party cry?

I saw Zhao Anqi covering her face, tears constantly seeping through her fingers, wet her pajamas.

"Sorry, sorry, I don't want to~"

Yang Cheng sighed distressedly, “It’s okay, my skin is thick and thick, so what's the deal?”

walked over to pick up Zhao Anqi, held it in her arms like a baby, patted her back lightly. . .