Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Lu Junxi subconsciously glanced at Yan Nanfei, then casually took a sip of the boiled water in front of him, and hung Er Lang said, "why, I'm just coming to drive me away?"

Leng Youchen slightly raised his eyebrows, "but casually asked, can't you see that I have nothing to talk to you?"

Lu Junxi twitched in the corners of his eyes. If he couldn't see the disgust of red fruit, he would be blind. The two women listened to the quarrel with interest. They came and went. It was obvious that Leng Youchen had the upper hand.

The dishes arrived soon. The Western restaurants here are divided into appetizers and snacks. The appetizers are different. Wei Anning picked up a fork and tasted the crisp and sweet appetizer, which boosted her appetite. She nodded and said, "this appetizer is good. Leng Youchen, would you like to try it?"

Leng Youchen leaned over and said, "you feed me."

Wei Anning smiled and fed him a mouthful. They were tired of crooked appearance. Their eyes were very hot. Lu Junxi couldn't stand it. "I said, can you stop being so tired and consider the feelings of our onlookers?"

"If you envy, envy and hate, you can also let your woman feed." Leng Youchen chewed his mouth and looked a little strange.

Wei Anning said, "isn't it delicious?"

"A little sour." Leng Youchen doesn't like this sour and sweet taste. His eyebrows are almost screwed up.

Wei Anning took another bite. "It's not sour. I think it's crisp and sweet. Nanfei, why don't you try it? Is it sweet or sour?"

Yan Nanfei took a fork and walked away. She tasted it. She nodded. "It's really sour, but it's appetizing."

Wei Anning didn't taste sour at all. He just felt delicious. He finished all the appetizers. The waiter came to collect the plates and began to serve the dishes at the same time.

Leng Youchen looked at Wei Anning thoughtfully. Recently, she seems to like eating sour things very much.

They ate from sunset to nightfall, and the lights were on outside. The night scene was very beautiful. Lu Junxi said, "third brother, when will you go back to Beicheng? I'm really impatient to see Leng Yanbai's successful face."

Lu Junxi mentioned this matter with Leng Youchen last time. Leng Youchen completely ignored him. Seeing that he mentioned the old things again, he said, "I'm doing well in Marseille. What are you going to do?"

"Take back what belongs to you."

Leng Youchen put down his glass and said, "that's never my thing. You don't have to mention it."

Lu Junxi wanted to say more. His hand under the table was suddenly held by someone. He swallowed his words and turned his head to look at Yan Nanfei. Yan Nanfei shook his head at him.

But his mind, which is still persuading Leng Youchen to return home, has long been floating because of her active grip.

He held her hand with his back hand, and the whole person was floating. Although they had made up when they were in London, her way of expressing feelings was always introverted, and rarely took the initiative to pull him or kiss him.

He was really angry when he heard her confession to Jiang Yang outside the ward in the morning. He wanted to brush his sleeves and leave immediately. However, his feet were nailed in place for a long time.

He was reluctant to leave her. Even if he knew that she still liked Jiang Yang, he couldn't leave at the thought that she was still pregnant with his child.

Yan Nanfei didn't expect that he would advance an inch. She held her hand tightly. She earned, didn't break away, and simply let him go.