Mysterious husband always comes late at night

What kind of overlord logic is this? If he is in a good mood, she has to cooperate and treat her as something? Call and wave. Is she so cheap?

"Sorry, I'm in a bad mood and can't eat. Take your time!" Wei Anning picked up her schoolbag and stood up to go.

The man's face was as black as the bottom of the pot. He shot at her with cold eyes and shouted in a deep voice: "sit down!"

Wei Anning trembled all over. How can she not hear that the man is already angry. It's not good for her to do it again. But she just didn't want to give in. This time, next time he would think she was easy to bully and said to leave her.

She grabbed her schoolbag. As soon as she raised her leg, she heard the loud noise of tea cups and dishes falling on the ground. Suddenly, it was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground was clear and audible. Everyone was so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe.

"I told you to sit down. Do you want me to invite you?" Leng Youchen stared at her, his voice was cold and piercing, which showed that he was extremely angry.

Wei Anning's heart jumped up restlessly. The housekeeper standing aside tried to wink at her and asked her not to annoy sanshao, otherwise no one would have good fruit to eat.

Wei Anning clenched her teeth and was afraid. She quickly sat back in her chair, stuck her neck and said, "what's fierce? I thought you had a loud voice and I had a loud voice."

Looking at her face saving reply, Leng Youchen flashed an imperceptible smile at the bottom of her eyes, and the anger wandering in her heart disappeared strangely. The waiter quickly sent new cups and dishes and carefully cleaned up the fragments.

Leng Youchen lit a cigarette and sucked it slowly between his fingers. A pair of Phoenix eyes looked at the still stubborn girl opposite through the smoke. A pink down jacket lined her skin better than snow, and her small face became thinner and thinner. It was not big enough for his palm, sharp chin and baby fat.

It's more and more feminine.

Wei Anning didn't look at him and knew he was looking at her. His eyes were very aggressive, as if to peel her off inch by inch and let her stand in front of him.

She looked down at the patterns on the table. Anyway, she just looked at the sky and the earth, but she didn't look at him.

Still angry?

Leng Youchen's thin lips were slightly hooked. When the dishes came up, he looked like chatting: "what have you done these days?"

Wei Anning looked up and bumped into the man's deep and Dark Phoenix eyes. There seemed to be two vortices at the bottom of Zhan's black eyes, which would suck her in, and then fall to pieces. She quickly looked away and mocked: "do you care?"

If he doesn't go home for more than half a month, there is no news. Will he still care about her?

"Well, tell me, I want to hear." Leng Youchen spits out a smoke ring, his eyebrows are misty in the white fog, and his eyes are eager. He was so eager for her that he couldn't go home these days. He hated her and missed her too.

She was right. If he had known that one day he would bind himself, he would not have chosen such a way of revenge.

Wei Anning had a strange wave in her heart. Then she remembered his previous attitude. She sneered, "if you want to hear me, I'll tell you. Why?"

"I'm your husband." The man indulged her little temper and knew that his wife was angry and it was hard to coax.

"Ha ha!" Wei Anning sneered twice, full of resentment: "I didn't go home for more than half a month. I thought you had become someone else's husband. Why? Now I finally remember that I still have a husband? "

Leng Youchen's face remained unchanged. Seeing her scratching with open teeth and claws, she just felt interesting.