Mysterious husband always comes late at night

The carriage was almost eerie quiet. Wei Anning's heart beat wildly when he saw it. He looked forward to his answer more and more. He was jealous. He must be jealous. Why did she think about it? She felt bubbling with joy in her heart?

The Dark Phoenix eyes looked at her for a long time. The girl looked at him with bright eyes and bright teeth. His heart was uncomfortable. He sneered: "what vinegar do I eat? I hate sour things most."

"..." Wei Anning was disappointed. She lowered her eyelids in a lonely way. She laughed at herself. Sure enough, she thought too much.

Leng Youchen looked at her broken little face, her thin lips moved, and finally said nothing. The more they are moved, the more cautious they will become.

Because the entangled past between them will become an insurmountable gap between them.

The car drove into the villa and stopped in the parking lane. Wei Anning took the lead in getting off. It was very cold in December. The cold wind cut his cheek like a knife and hurt.

The thoughts that sprouted in her heart were blown by the cold wind and suddenly disappeared. She turned and saw Leng Youchen sitting in a wheelchair. She went over, took the wheelchair from the housekeeper and pushed him to the villa.

After entering the villa, Mingming's home was still like that, but lengyouchen felt like he had not seen him for a long time. The servant came over, took their coats and quietly stepped back.

There were only two of them left in the living room.

Wei Anning stared down at his toes and waited for him to come back. When he really came back, she was uncomfortable. She said, "do you want to drink water? I'll pour you water. "

With that, without waiting for him to answer, she turned and went into the kitchen. After a while, she poured a cup of warm boiled water and handed it to him. Leng Youchen stretched out his hand to pick it up. She didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. She wrapped her fingertips with her big hand.

Wei Anning's fingers stiffened. She quickly retracted. Under the warm light, her face had been stained with a thin red. She put her hands behind her and curled up her fingers. She said, "I have class tomorrow morning. I'll go back to my room first. Feel free."

Leng Youchen was angry and looked at the back of the fugitive. What does it mean for him to be free? This is his family. Has he become an outsider when he comes back?

The housekeeper wanted them to cultivate their feelings. When he saw that the third young grandmother had left the third young to go back to the room, he had to follow in and booed Leng Youchen.

Leng Youchen's eyebrows were fierce and deep. Without saying a word, he slid his wheelchair towards the elevator. The housekeeper followed him and was stopped by his cold voice, "don't follow."

The housekeeper's father-in-law and monk couldn't figure out his mind, and he was more and more afraid to figure out his mind.

Wei Anning returned to the room. The whole man sat on the bench in front of the bed, and his heart didn't return to normal for a long time. After a while, she put down her schoolbag and got up to take a bath in the bathroom.

When she took off her clothes and stood under the shower, she remembered that she had forgotten to bring in her clothes for washing. She didn't care. During the period when Leng Youchen didn't come back, she was used to taking a bath and wrapping a bath towel to change clothes.

After washing, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and walked into the bedroom while wiping her hair.

Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly glanced at a person sitting on the bed. She quickly looked up. Under the yellow light, the man was wearing silk pajamas, lazily leaning against the head of the bed, holding a document in his hand.

As if aware of her eyes, he looked up. The girl's skeleton was symmetrical, wrapped in a bath towel, revealing a pair of white long legs. His deep Phoenix eyes suddenly burst into a hot flame.