Mysterious husband always comes late at night

After smoking a cigarette, Wei Anning's black figure was about to disappear in the field of vision. Leng Youchen twisted out the cigarette butt, threw it out of the window and started the car to catch up.

Wei Anning is freezing in the snowy night. The only thing she can keep warm is fur. But for beauty, the fur can't resist the wind and cold. She hugged her arms with both hands.

Here just entered the city. There were few vehicles at night. Once in a while, there were people sitting in one. She began to regret that she got off the bus.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing at herself. Since she got on Leng Youchen's car tonight, she has been doing things that she regrets. Should she not come out of the Duke's house so that she wouldn't make things so bad?

The snowflakes fell on her and immediately melted into water droplets. It was cold and refreshing. She felt that she might freeze to death in the snowy night.

With a creak, a car stopped. She turned her head and saw Leng Youchen angrily swing up the door and stride towards her with her coat.

At that moment, she was so flustered that she wanted to escape, but her limbs were stiff with cold. After two steps, she was hugged by him. In her ear, he shouted angrily: "if you want to die, stay away from me and don't do it in front of me."

Douda's tears burst out suddenly. She was stunned by him. She admitted that she loved him badly, but she didn't dare to approach him. She was afraid that she would bring bad luck to him and never see him again in her life.

She is not afraid of separation, for fear of death.

She didn't want to experience the long and empty life without him.

So even if you love deeply, stay away!

In a daze, she was warm. When she came back, he had picked her up and walked to the car without saying anything.

She was numb with cold, but she could no longer resist the warmth of this moment.

It's like a person crawling in the desert suddenly sees an oasis, which makes people unable to resist.

She sucked her nose, made her weak and absorbed a little warmth belonging to him, so that she had the courage to go on without complaint or regret.

Leng Youchen put her in the passenger seat. She was as cold as ice. He closed the door and turned to get on the bus. He turned on the air conditioner to the maximum and saw her frozen purple lips. His face was very ugly.

"Did you do that before?"

Wei Anning looked at her. It was a little difficult to understand what he said. He did it before. Doesn't he remember what she was like before?

My doubts are getting deeper and deeper. "Leng Youchen, have you lost your memory?"

Leng Youchen took her cold hand and put it on his mouth to breathe low. His warm big hand rubbed her hand bit by bit, trying to warm her body, "why?"

The man's eyebrows were cold, and the tone of rhetorical questions made her unable to be sure, but if he didn't lose his memory, how could he not remember about her?

"Since we met again, your words and deeds show that you are very strange to me."

"Strange?" Leng Youchen sneered, "kiss you, touch you, these are also strange?"

Wei Anning blushed and glared at him fiercely, "that's not what I'm talking about. Don't change the topic, will you?"

"If I'm really strange to you, I don't want to kiss you and touch you. So you're satisfied?" Leng Youchen's face is not red and his heart does not jump. There is such a woman. When he reads her name in his heart, he will feel heartache, yearn and imagine what she looks like.

When he saw her picture, he was not surprised, as if she was what he remembered. It was clear that he looked at her as strange.