Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen Feng's eyes were deep, his big hand grabbed her small hand, picked it up, and his tall body pressed her close to the narrow corner of the carriage. His breath was provocative, "you don't love Gong Ting, do you?"

This lying woman can't believe a word she says.

What did she say because Gong Ting refused him? That's not the case, but what was she afraid of?

Wei Anning put her back against the door and was forced to have no way to escape by him, but she couldn't admit her intention in front of him. She stuck her neck and argued, "who, who said it?"

Leng Youchen was angry when he saw her mouth hard. He raised her hands and pressed them against the window, and his body approached.

The bodies of the two people immediately stuck together. Her hands were held high, her upper body was slightly straightened out, and the pair of soft and close to his strong chest

He hung his eyes and looked at the * *. The Adam's apple slid up and down. His eyes were dark.

Wei Anning's scalp tightened. Unexpectedly, the man was so reckless. She reluctantly suppressed the light panting she was about to blurt out, and her cheeks were surprisingly hot, "Leng Youchen, you are reckless!"

The man tasted her beauty, his body filled with familiar shudders, and the desire to want her became stronger and stronger.

"Yes, I'll show you. What can you do for me?" Men are evil and crazy, tasting wantonly.

Wei Anning's cheeks are getting redder and redder. She clenches her teeth and doesn't let herself make a sound, but her body trembles badly under his lips. She shouldn't tease him, let alone get on his car, otherwise she wouldn't be so passive.

She twisted and struggled, but she just sent herself into his mouth, which could not change any result.

Finally, her tears flowed down, one after another, sad, wronged and embarrassed. The tears fell on the man's slightly narrowed eyelids. It was hot for a while, and his action was sluggish.

Slowly let go of her, looked up and saw her crying.

A wave of irritability rushed up from the bottom of his heart. His face was blue and black, his voice was evil, and he said, "you provoke me first, and you have a face to cry?"

Why didn't she have the face to cry?

Wei Anning bit her lower lip and her cheeks were red. She was more and more wronged. She pulled on her clothes, covered the scenery in front of her chest, and turned to open the door. This time Leng Youchen didn't stop her and watched her get off.

When she stepped on the ground, her legs softened and she almost fell to the ground.

She held the door and forced herself to stand straight. Only she knew that her legs were shaking all the time. This man has too much influence on her, both psychologically and physically.

After staying for a long time, she couldn't resist.

But now, she is almost under siege. How can she put him in danger?

Protect him, stay away from him.

The cold wind raged. On the street at midnight, she only wore a fur, and her blood froze. She was too cold, but she still walked forward stubbornly, trying to stay away from him.

Leng Youchen was upset and angry. He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on his eyelashes. He took a cigarette and lit it in his mouth. While smoking, he spit out smoke, inexplicably adding a touch of ruffian Qi.

He looked at her back. He knew how cold it was outside. He could see the snowflakes all over the sky.

Is she still determined to stay away from him when she is frozen like this?

Sometimes, he really can't understand this woman.