Mysterious husband always comes late at night

The man's breath was mixed with the smell of wine, and there was no gap between the two bodies.

Wei Anning was shocked and inexplicable. She pushed his strong chest with both hands and roared: "bastard, let go of me, you let go of me... HMM..."

Relying on the strength of the wine, Leng Youchen bowed his head and blocked her scolding red lips. Her taste was damn beautiful. Almost as soon as he met her, he couldn't help wanting more.

Wei Anning's eyes widened, his cold mask pressed on her face, and his lips rubbed on her lips, rubbing and bumping into strange sparks. She felt the man's hot hands swimming on her, as if she wanted to provoke her feelings.

She was scared silly. Every cell of her body was resisting. She opened her mouth and bit him. He snorted stiffly and didn't shrink back. She was allowed to bite the pain. There was a bloody smell between their lips and teeth.

"Oh... Go away... Don't touch me!" She kicked him with her legs and hit him with her head. Even if both sides lose, she will never let him succeed!

But her legs were easily suppressed by him and could not move.

Leng Youchen was determined to her. Even if she was as strong as a runaway wild horse, he would let her soft under him and go crazy for him.

Wei Anning stared at him. The emotion at the bottom of his eyes was so deep and strong. With almost paranoid madness, he vowed to possess her. She was frightened by his determined eyes. Her heart was full of despair and her tears kept falling.

"Let go of me... HMM..." she just avoided, and his powerful thin lips covered it again.

Wei Anning was so frightened by his strong action that her heart almost stopped. She struggled frantically, even if she hurt herself. She won't let him succeed. She will never commit to this madman!

Leng Youchen, help me, I don't want to, help me!

The tip of his tongue swallowed by him trembled and shouted the name. The man's tough aggressive action suddenly stopped. He slowly released their lips and looked at her.

Her face was white, her lips were red and swollen from his bite, and her tears rolled down the closed corners of her eyes like a broken bank. In any case, it was a pathetic look that he had ravaged.

The flames burning all over him suddenly went out, and most of the wine woke up.

Her lips moved gently, and she cried desperately, "Leng Youchen, save me..."

Leng Youchen was stunned. He was not sure just now. When he heard her voice, he knew that she really called his name.

He suddenly felt that his behavior was ridiculous. He was ready to strengthen her, but she shouted his name to save her. Is there anything more ironic in the world?

When Wei Anning was stunned, he lifted him up and rushed towards the castle.

Leng Youchen fell weakly on the beach and watched the fragile figure stumble into the castle. He gasped heavily and hit the beach with his fist.

There was a bright light in the corner of his eye. He squinted at it. There was a necklace lying quietly on the beach. He reached out and picked it up.

The teardrop shaped yellow diamond on the necklace, like the tears she just shed, glittered brightly in the moonlight. He gave it to her. She was torn off by him when she was struggling.

He closed his eyes and clutched the necklace in the palm of his hand. He was at a loss at the bottom of his eyes.

His fist was against his chest, and the name was attached to the tip of his tongue, painful and desperate. Why did they start like this? Why do they torture each other?