Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning thought his question was strange. Isn't she the extra person in this room? Isn't she the one who should go?

"She's your girlfriend, you ask me?"

Leng Youchen frowned and said, "she's my girlfriend. Why don't I know?"

Wei Anning sneered. She stretched out her hand to take away his hand, but he didn't move. She stared at him angrily, "Mr. Leng, your girlfriend is taking a bath inside. What would you say if she came out and saw us like this?"

Leng Youchen Feng's eyes narrowed slightly and stared at her fiercely, "this stimulation is too small. Why don't you let her see us popping in bed?"

"Leng Youchen!" Wei Anning whispered, "please put a little respect on your mouth."

"Respect?" Leng Youchen snorted coldly. The light between his eyebrows and eyes became colder and thinner, and his voice was filled with bitter hatred. "Wei Anning, do you want to push me to her and get rid of me? Like five years ago, turn your back on me and go with another man? "

Wei Anning was shocked. He looked up at his clear and hateful handsome face. It seemed that he could bear it to the extreme. The green veins on his forehead burst up. Every word he exported showed hatred and ruthlessness.

Obviously not.

Let her make up her mind to leave, it is clear that he and Wei Jing go to bed.

"Leng Youchen..."

"What are you doing?" Linda's voice sounded behind them. Her confused big eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor, and she couldn't really see her mood.

The atmosphere in the room fell into a strange silence. Wei Anning raised his hands to push Leng Youchen away, but failed.

She never knew that Leng Youchen hated her so much.

The disguise of this period of time has reached his extreme.

Since you hate her, why don't you forget the Jianghu and show up in front of her?

"Oh, I see. Miss Wei must have almost fallen. Chen, you help her up, right? That's what happens in idol dramas. Miss Wei, aren't you hurt? " Linda came over in her bathrobe and reached out to hold Leng Youchen's wrist, trying to pull him away.

But the man's arm is as hard as iron. She can't pull it at all.

The atmosphere became more and more strange, and Linda's face slowly stiffened.

Wei Anning had never encountered such a situation before. He was angry and annoyed, but he could only follow Linda's words, "Mr. Leng, I'm fine. Let me go."

Leng Youchen stared at her coldly for three seconds, then shook Linda's hand and went to his bed to sit down.

Under the light, the man looked picturesque and exuded the cold breath of strangers. His eyelids were drooping, his chin taut, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

No matter how heartless Linda was, she also felt that the atmosphere in the room was wrong, especially the ambiguous posture between them just now. If she had any confidence, she should question them, but she didn't dare.

She took a look at Wei Anning, which surprised Wei Anning inexplicably, but she had turned around, opened the quilt, sat in bed, picked up the mobile phone and played by herself.

The room was very quiet. There was no sound except the occasional "gameover" sent by the mobile phone.

Wei Anning looked at the cold man with a layer of fog at the bottom of her eyes. She turned and packed her things silently. She couldn't stay in the room for a moment. She had to pack up and leave.

Soon, she packed her things and put them in the suitcase.

"Well, it's inconvenient for me to be here. I won't bother you. I'll go first." She dragged her suitcase to the door. As soon as she reached the doorknob, she heard a man's cold voice behind her.

"If you dare to go out of this door and go back, hand in your resignation."