Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Linda was crazy about wine and put her hands around his waist. "Don't push me away, I'm very uncomfortable. Chen, take me home. I miss my parents."

Leng Youchen closed his thin lips and looked as cold as ice. A breath of smoked wine lingered on his nose. He sighed, opened the back door and stuffed her in.

He drove her to the best hotel in London. When she arrived, Linda refused to get out of the car. She kept crying with her car door, which attracted many people's eyes.

Leng Youchen could pull her out of the car and throw her aside, but he couldn't. anyway, if Linda hadn't insisted, he might have died.

Leng Youchen stroked his forehead angrily, and finally drove back to Caesar's ten li. When he helped the drunken Linda back to the apartment, Wei chenshen didn't sleep and sat in the living room playing with building blocks.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, he had no time to put on his slippers and ran quickly.

Seeing Leng Youchen bring a woman back, he stood in the porch, staring at him with a small face, "uncle, are you going to cheat now?"

Leng Youchen took Linda into the house and left her on the sofa. He looked back at the unhappy child with his arms around his chest, "go and put on your shoes."

Wei chenshen blustered over. "I knew what was played on TV was true. Men socialize outside. Nine times out of ten they will take women home, uncle. It's not good."

Leng Youchen took off his coat and looked at his son seriously. He walked over and squatted down in front of him. "She is my uncle's friend. She is drunk and won't go to the hotel. My uncle can't throw her in the street."

"Uncle, don't think I don't understand. She is your first love. Last time she said she would marry you." Wei chenshen stared at the woman on the sofa. His uncle was too amorous. He didn't like it.

Leng Youchen was speechless. How many dog blood dramas did the child watch?

"Uncle, you should be single-minded about love, not half hearted, otherwise my mommy will not want you." After Wei Anning came to the apartment last time, Wei Chenchen already regarded Leng Youchen as his family.

"Uncle, I'm very disappointed in you!"

Leng Youchen: "

Leng Youchen didn't want to leave an image of a big turnip in his son's mind. He stretched out his hand to pick him up and calmly explained, "my uncle is very dedicated to love. My uncle only likes your mommy. I won't marry your mommy in this life."

"But last time you said you didn't marry for the first time, cheating paper!" Wei chenshen stared at him angrily like a deceived little beast.

Leng Youchen touched his head and comforted the fried little guy, "your mommy is my first love. Didn't your mommy tell you?"

Wei chenshen was stunned and pointed to Linda sleeping on the sofa. "What about her? Who is she?"

Leng Youchen glanced at Linda, didn't know how to explain, and said, "I regard her as my sister."

The Xiawei was heavy and blew his hair again. "Don't think I don't know. There's a lyrics. How many good sisters do you have? Who do you love in your heart, my brother?"

The little guy highly restored the sad song. Leng Youchen couldn't help laughing and felt very angry, "where did you learn these messy things?"

Wei stamped his feet angrily. "Be serious."

Leng Youchen felt that his future life would be quite miserable, not only a wife slave, but also a child slave.