Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning really wanted to dig down the seam. She stood up in a hurry and said, "I, I'll take a bath."

After that, she left as if she had escaped. Behind him, the man's mouth was filled with a faint smile. His woman was very shy and ran away in a few words. He looked back and watched the intense situation in the film. His Adam's apple slipped, not unaffected.

Wei Anning fled back to the master bedroom. Her heart pounded. She leaned her back against the door panel. It was so embarrassing.

After a while, she picked up the pajamas she had just bought to take a bath in the bathroom. There was only one bath towel in the bathroom. The towel was slightly damp. It should have been used by Leng Youchen. She hesitated and took down the bath towel to wipe her body.

When she changed her pajamas and went out, she saw someone sitting at the head of the bed looking through financial magazines. She stared at the big bed and was surprised to find that the original iron Gray Striped sheets had been changed into pink.

When Leng Youchen saw her coming out, his wet hair was still dripping. He closed the magazine, put it on the bedside table, and pointed at her, "come here."

Wei Anning obediently walked over and sat down beside him. He took away the towel in his hand. He gently wiped her hair. The shoulder length short hair just shows the slender neck, and the white skin emits an attractive luster under the warm yellow light.

He paused and leaned over to kiss her on the back of the neck.

An electric current rushed to the whole body from the place he kissed. Wei Anning trembled uncontrollably and turned her head. As soon as she was about to speak, she was kissed by him. She sobbed and her brain went blank.

The temperature of their lips became higher and higher. She was pressed back to bed by him and kissed harder and harder.

I don't know how long it took before he let go of her panting, put his head on her shoulder and gasped gently, "Wei Anning, I'll give you time to be ready to accept me, but don't let me wait too long."

Wei Anning's brain is short of oxygen. For a moment just now, she thought, if he wants, she will give it to him and give him the whole of herself. But at the moment, she still appreciated his respect for her.

She raised her weak arm and gently wrapped it around his waist. Her voice was hoarse, "OK."

After a while, the man calmed down, pulled her up and blew her hair with a hair dryer.

This night, they hugged each other and slept. They didn't dream of dawn all night, probably because their favorite people were around. They thought it was the most stable night in five years.

When Gong Ting woke up, it was late at night. He got up from the back seat with a splitting headache. His body was tired like running a 10000 kilometer marathon.

He raised his hand and pressed the pricked temples. Only then did he find that his clothes were untidy, his shirt Lapel was wide open, his honey chest was covered with small scratches, and his trousers faded at the bend of his legs.

He was so surprised that he stood up and hit his head on the roof that he found himself in the car.

He fell back and had a worse headache. He hurriedly pulled up his pants, tied his belt, and buttoned the buttons. The corner of his eye glanced at the solidified blood on the hem. He looked stunned, and an ambiguous smell lingered on his nose.

The light of the street lamp came in from the window. He saw the suspicious wet marks on the black leather seat. What did he understand.

After drinking that glass of wine in the banquet hall last night, he soon felt that something was wrong with his body. He drank a lot of water and couldn't hold down the boiling fever. He knew that he might have someone's way.

He left the banquet hall in a hurry. His memory was blurred. He didn't remember how he came to the parking lot or who he had a relationship with in the car.