Mysterious husband always comes late at night

"You don't mind, I do!" Wei Anning almost yelled. He wanted to scratch his face. She knew that they had kissed and touched each other, and almost all the intimate things they could and could not do had been done.

But she still couldn't take off her clothes in front of him. Even husband and wife should keep a little mystery about each other, not to mention that she was still a fake.

Leng Youchen had a mouth addiction. Seeing that she was really annoyed, the gentleman turned around and said, "I'll give you three minutes. If you don't wear it well, I'll help you wear it."

He would give in. Wei Anning didn't expect how tough and domineering this guy was. She felt it when she was forced to do that just now. Three minutes was hard won. She quickly turned her back to him to unbutton his sick clothes.

Because she was worried, her fingers were trembling. The more she wanted to hurry up, the more she couldn't solve it. She was so anxious that she was sweating. She looked at Leng Youchen while unfastening the buttons. She couldn't open it. She simply didn't understand and took it off directly.

The white skin was exposed in the air, and the two groups of white powder on her chest bounced in the air. When she took her bra and put it on, she saw a string of tooth marks on the top, which was bitten by Leng Youchen just now.

Her cheeks were inexplicably hot and she didn't dare to look again. She quickly put on her bra.

When Leng Youchen turned around, he found that on the glass window as smooth as a mirror, it formed a triangular refraction with the semi rough glass in the bathroom, which could see her every move clearly.

When he saw her soft cotton moving like a rabbit in the air, he suddenly became thirsty and adrenaline soared. He looked straight at her beautiful back, knowing whether to quench his thirst or not to look away.

Wei Anning turned her back to Leng Youchen. She felt two hot eyes behind her, as if to burn her back through. She looked at him in a panic, but saw that the man had been turning his back to her.

She whispered that she was too worried and hurriedly put on her dress.

The zipper of the dress was on her back. She had enough for a long time, but she didn't pull it up. Instead, she stuck her hair. It hurt her scalp for a while, and she let out a low cry of pain.

Leng Youchen turned back, slid the wheelchair, reached out and took her little hand away. Wen said, "I need my husband's help. Why don't you say it? Is it painful?"

Wei Anning's heart trembled. He had to admit that the gentle cold Youchen can melt people's hearts into water. She felt a little uncomfortable. She always felt too close to her wife and husband.

"What I can do, I don't want to fake others."

"Am I someone else?" Leng Youchen frowned unhappily, holding the zipper in his big hand and sliding up and down, but he was careful not to hurt her. "Besides, we are in love now. Just let me wait on you."

His low voice was on the side of her ear, making her inexplicable palpitations.

She remembered the news she saw not long ago. A girl was crying on the subway with a bottle of mineral water. Others asked her why she cried. She said she couldn't unscrew the bottle cap. Then her boyfriend rushed over and unscrewed the bottle cap for her. She broke her tears into laughter.

Is it true that falling in love will become so pretentious?

"Leng Youchen, you will spoil me as a loser."

"What does that matter? I can afford it." Leng Youchen took her hair out of the zipper and stroked it to one side of her shoulder. Before his eyes, a red plum blossom on the butterfly bone was in bud, setting off the skin better than snow.

His eyes were dark and his thin lips were printed on her butterfly bones. In an instant, something surprised him happened.