Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning leaned against the door and quietly looked at his back. He was as tall and majestic as Zhilan Yushu. Last night she saw that the kitchen utensils had not been moved. She thought he didn't cook. Unexpectedly, he was cooking.

Snow fell all over the window, and it snowed all night. The outside world was covered with silver makeup and cold.

But in this small kitchen, because he cooks, there is a kind of warmth slowly breeding in his heart.

It seems that she can't understand him more and more.

As if aware of her eyes, Leng Youchen looked back at her and gave her an impolite command, "what are you doing standing silly and going to serve dinner."

"Oh." Wei Anning recovered, stood up and walked into the kitchen.

They are like ordinary couples, one cooking and one serving rice. It seems that such days are passing every day, so natural and warm.

Wei Anning takes out a good meal and Leng Youchen takes out the dishes. Wei Anning glances at it and has to admit that Leng Youchen has really improved his cooking skills.

They sat opposite each other. Wei Anning tasted the porridge. Her stomach suddenly warmed up. She smiled and said, "porridge is delicious."

"There's more in the pot." Leng Youchen said faintly.

Wei Anning noticed that the tip of his ear was slowly red. Was he shy? She suddenly remembered that he bullied her in a rage that morning five years ago and cooked to please her the next morning.

But she left without a bite.

If she had stayed that day to have a taste, would they not have missed the five years and would not have been struggling like now?

She lowered her eyelids and cherished every mouthful of porridge. There was no if in the world, and the five years they lost could never be found again.

After breakfast, Leng Youchen sent Wei Anning back. The two people on the bus were silent. Their relationship did not break the ice because they had a warm breakfast.

The car stopped outside the apartment. Wei Anning thanked Leng Youchen. As soon as she opened the door, she saw sister-in-law Wu leading Wei Chenchen out of the apartment. She hurried back and closed the door.

She can't let Leng Youchen know Wei chenshen's existence.

Chenshen has been closely protected by her. Few people have seen him now. If he hadn't been investigated deliberately, he wouldn't know chenshen's appearance at all.

But if Leng Youchen sees that they look so alike, he can't help but doubt that chenshen is his child.

"What's the matter?" Leng Youchen saw her sitting back and looked at her suspiciously, "did you drop something?"

Wei Anning looked nervously at the rearview mirror. The direction of the school was going to pass their car. She looked at the little figure wearing a snow hood getting closer and closer to the car, and her heart beat faster and faster.

What should I do?

If Leng Youchen sees chenshen, he will definitely take chenshen back.

Leng Youchen saw her face tense and stared at the rearview mirror for a moment. He was about to turn his head and look at it. The dark shadow flashed in front of him. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it. A delicate body fell into his arms, and he was tightly hugged by her.

Leng Youchen was stunned, "Wei Anning, what are you doing?"

Wei Anning held him tightly and blocked all his sight. There was a deep dialogue with sister-in-law Wu in his ear. "Aunt Wu, mommy has recently become a bad child who doesn't go home at night. I decided not to forgive her."

"Calm and good, Mommy is busy and wants to make money to support her family."

"But I hope she will accompany me more and don't make so much money." The deep voice went down and seemed very lost.

Wei Anning is sad to hear that she has really less time to spend with Shen Shen recently. She has been occupied by his dead father.