Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning's cheeks are red. This man is so shameless. What's wrong? It's vulgar! She looked at him contemptuously and found that he was always handsome and cool, holding his chin.

"Leng Youchen, your jaw is dislocated. Aren't you tired all the time?"

Leng Youchen stared at her angrily, "what are you doing there? Let you lie on the sofa and can't hear, can't you?"

Wei Anning glanced and sat down beside the sofa. A pair of legs kicked uneasily, "Leng Youchen, why do you shut yourself in your study every day? What are you doing? I couldn't see you two days ago."

"Miss me, huh?" The ending sound was lazy and affectionate. He stared at her with deep Phoenix eyes.

Wei Anning looked away and looked away. His pretty face was red. The fingers on the side of the body hold the train tightly. The man's aura is very strong, but looking at her quietly brings great pressure to her.

"I, I don't have it."

Leng Youchen came to her in a wheelchair, stretched out his fingers to pick up her chin, and said frivolously: "don't you really miss me? Then why don't you dare look at me? "

The man's long and beautiful fingers and clean manicured nails show that he is a detail oriented person. He was very close. When he spoke, his breath sprayed on her face. She was immediately surrounded by a clear male breath.

She dodged her eyes and dared not look at him. She knew that her face must be red. She had not met many men. Where was the opponent of his old driver, "Leng Youchen, you must have many women before."

She shifted the topic too abruptly. Leng Youchen didn't poke her, and there was a smile between her eyes. He joked: "even many women knew before? How can you tell? "

"You are very good at flirting. Where can ordinary women resist?" Wei Anning wrinkled his little nose.

The man put his face close to her, and their lips were an inch away. As long as anyone tooted his mouth, they would accidentally kiss each other. Wei Anning retreated in surprise, but her chin was firmly held by his two fingers. She frowned, "what are you doing?"

The man blinked his eyes at her, and his eyelashes swept her eyelashes. It was itchy. She wanted to avoid it, but she couldn't move. He listened to the man in a light tone and said, "what about you? Can you resist it?"

His eyes seem to discharge, and his voice has a taste of confusing people. Wei Anning can't stand the deliberate teasing of mature men. A heart deer bumped, "I..."

"To tell you the truth, otherwise..." the man didn't go on. There was a wild light at the bottom of his eyes. He opened his mouth and nibbled on her lips, "there will be punishment."

Wei Anning was shaking all over. Her lips were crisp and numb. The peppermint fragrance disturbed her thinking. She looked at the man who was a little bad and a little ruffian in front of her. Her emotion was faster than her reason, "I can't stand it."

Leng Youchen smiled, as if thousands of pear blossoms were blooming, making everything around him lose color. He gently rubbed her lips with his fingers, and his voice was low and dumb. "It's good to know that talking about love makes her husband happy."

Wei Anning's careful liver trembled. She really couldn't resist the charm of a mature man. A heart wanted to fall madly. She tried to seize the last trace of reason, "Leng Youchen, last night... Did you say you wanted to fall in love with me?"

Leng Youchen was slightly stunned. The girl looked at him nervously and eagerly, waiting for his answer very seriously.