Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning lay on his lap, and the whole back appeared in front of the man. She had a dense red rash on her back, which looked shocking.

Cold Youchen Feng's eyes unconsciously showed a touch of heartache. Some rashes had been scratched by her and stuck together in blood and flesh, which was terrible.

He reached out and touched, "does it hurt?"

"No pain, itching." Wei Anning trembled all over. She turned her head to one side, looked at the blue sky outside the window and urged, "you should wipe the medicine quickly."

Leng Youchen touched the ointment with his fingertips and gently smeared it. The skin under his fingers was no longer as smooth as silk. All he could reach were small pimples.

Her rash can't disappear in ten days and a half months.

The ointment was applied to her back. It was cool and comfortable. She couldn't help sighing. She half narrowed her eyes comfortably and enjoyed it very much, as if she were doing an advanced spa.

However, if someone comes in from the outside and sees her lying on Leng Youchen's legs and still naked, I'm afraid she'll want to be crooked.

Leng Youchen heard her sigh and felt that every minute was suffering for him.

Does this woman have a heart?

Lying on the man's lap so safely, wearing it is equal to not wearing it. Those two pieces of cloth always stimulate him and make him want to tear them up. Doesn't she know that she is challenging the limit of men's patience?

He couldn't bear it. He patted her on the back. "Shut up and don't shout."

"I didn't shout." Wei Anning looked innocent.

"Don't make any noise!" Leng Youchen's voice is evil, and she dares to tease him again. She will bear the consequences.

"Tyrant!" Wei Anning mumbled, but he really didn't make any more noise.

Leng Youchen breathed a sigh of relief and continued to apply medicine to her. The area of the rash was too large. After wiping the back, I used a small half box of ointment. However, Wei Anning feels more comfortable. He doesn't itch badly just now.

She stood up and saw Leng Youchen staring deeply at her chest. She quickly took her clothes to block her chest and stared at him fiercely, "what are you looking at?"

Leng Youchen handed her the ointment. "Put on your clothes first and wipe the rest yourself."

Relieved, Wei Anning quickly put on his little dress, took the ointment and ran upstairs.

Leng Youchen watched her back disappear in the stairwell. He looked down at the crotch, and the corners of his lips flashed a sarcastic arc. Is it true that abstinence has been too long? I can't help it.

Wei Anning returned to her room and locked the door. Her back was against the door and her heart beat wildly.

The temperature of the man's fingertips still remains on the back skin. If she doesn't feel it at all, it's a lie. She's not dead.

But it is unforgivable that she should be full of illusions about her class enemies!

She patted on the cheek and asked herself. Wei Anning, you have a snack. People don't know how to deal with you. If you don't work hard and get straightened back, don't cry.

For the next few days, they were at peace.

Wei Anning lost liquid for three days, and her rash disappeared a lot. Her body was not as itchy as it was a few days ago. She began to jump around again. However, since she was allergic, Leng Youchen banned her from eating seafood.

Every day she drinks porridge. He eats big fish and shrimp. She is greedy. She secretly stretches out her chopsticks to clip it. Before she can successfully clip it back into the bowl, Leng Youchen intercepts it halfway.

She was so angry that she threw her chopsticks, "I don't eat any more. I drink vegetable porridge every day, and birds fade out of my mouth."

Leng Youchen looked at her with a smile, "come on, spit out a bird for me, and I'll let you eat a prawn."

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