Mysterious husband always comes late at night

When the plane took off, Wei Anning looked at the gray sky, desolate in her heart. She was going to go back to the battlefield, where there was no smoke of gunpowder, but full of bloody killings.

Dora, I'm back. The blood account between us should be settled from the beginning.

Leng Youchen glanced at Wei Anning. She was worried. There was a layer of haze between her eyebrows. He asked in a deep voice, "what are you thinking?"

Wei Anning looked back at him. Before she set foot in London, she wanted to make it clear to him, "Mr. Leng, we are just the relationship between superiors and subordinates. I hope you keep a distance from me."

Leng Youchen sneered, "that's all you want to say to me?"

"Yes, I'm sorry. I can't quit my job in Huanyu real estate. I want to support my family and the project in Birmingham. I'll try my best. In addition, I hope we only have work involvement." Wei Anning said seriously.

Dora has seen how crazy she is. She doesn't want to put him in danger.

In Birmingham these days, the happy time in Sutton park is regarded as her farewell to the past. In the next battle, she wants to fight alone without worries.

Leng Youchen's Phoenix eyes were deep and stared at her for a moment, "Wei Anning, what charm do you think you have, worthy of my condescending and succumbing to you again and again?"

Wei Anning felt a touch of pain, but he was relieved, "this is the best. I just offended."

Leng Youchen was furious. "Click", he untied his seat belt, suddenly pressed against her, held her chin in one hand and kissed her two mean red lips.

Wei Anning's scalp is numb and his eyes are staring at the boss. The enlarged handsome face of the man is reflected in his pupils. Because he is close, he can't really see it.

He was silent for a moment and then nibbled at her lips.

Wei Anning's hands were frozen in mid air, and a tall meat wall was pasted in front of him.

The gray coat and down jacket made a slight friction sound.

The crisp male breath wrapped her in an instant, and the strength on his lips was heavier. He rubbed her. Wei Anning was excited all over and subconsciously stretched out his hand to push him away.

They are on the plane now, and his girlfriend is in the back. He is so crazy. Doesn't he care about his girlfriend's mood at all?

Oh, Linda said she didn't care.

But what did Leng Youchen regard her as, a casual woman?

Wei Anning's eyes were red and his heart was ashamed. No matter how she resisted, he remained motionless, and his lips and tongue fiercely occupied her pink lips.

Her waist was hugged by him and firmly stuck to his strong and hot chest, leaving no gap between them.

Wei Anning was really annoyed. She opened her mouth and bit him, but her chin was pinched by his other hand. It was too sour to bite. He ate her tongue and sucked her numb and soft.

This bastard!

"Oh!"

Wei Anning wanted him to let her go, but his lips swept in her mouth like an arrogant king, patrolling his territory and giving her a wave of shudder.

In the depths of her body, there was a strange and familiar wave. Her cheeks were red. It was incredible that she was kissed by him.

She was ashamed and angry, and trembled even more, "let go..."

Leng Youchen's Dark Phoenix eyes firmly locked her, took a panoramic view of her emotional reaction, took her waist's hand down, touched it along the edge of the down jacket, and stroked her thigh.