Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning subconsciously protected her chest with both hands. She didn't let go until she was sure she wasn't gone. But when she was used to using this room alone, a beautiful man suddenly lay on the bed, and she couldn't hold it.

She scratched her head. "Well, are you going to sleep here tonight?"

Leng Youchen picked his eyebrows and said carelessly, "madam, your husband, I'm in my prime of life. I'm physically and mentally healthy. I'm not bent and have strong demand. It's hard not to have a wife at home. I have to solve it by hand?"

“……”

Wei Anning blushed and bled. This bastard spoke so directly that people were ashamed. Does he know what implication is? She was too ashamed to look him in the eyes. "I, I'll go to the guest room."

"Come here!" The man took the document from his knee and stopped her.

Wei Anning stared at him warily, as if he might attack her at any time. She firmly grasped the edge of the bath towel, but she didn't wear anything under the bath towel, "no, don't!"

The man glanced sideways at her, with a touch of evil spirit between his eyebrows and eyes. "If I want to hold you, you won't get out of bed tomorrow morning."

There was a frightening threat in the man's tone. Wei Anning was too scared to go or pass. Seeing that the man was trying to get up, she hurried over, sat down by the bed, pursed her lips and said, "what are you doing? As soon as you come back, you'd better not come back."

Leng Youchen Jun's face was dark, "why, I'm coming back and hindering your eyes?"

"I didn't say that. You always threaten people with that kind of thing. I'm a human, not an inflatable doll. You ignore it and leave it aside for more than half a month. When you come back, you want me to do this and that..." her voice became lower and lower. Her fingers grabbed the bath towel on her body, and her hair was still dripping, which was pitiful.

Leng Youchen listened to her saying that the little girl was very angry, but for no reason, she made him happy again.

Did she get angry with him because of his neglect?

"What do I want you to do? Let you lie in bed and let me do it? " The man's words were very vulgar, but when they came out of his mouth, not only did no one feel obscene and obscene, but there was a touch of evil spirit.

Wei Anning's heart tightened. She blushed. She couldn't say a retort. She was so angry!

"You, you..."

"What's the matter with me?" Leng Youchen looked at her stammering and couldn't even shake her words clearly. He wanted to bully her more and more, "sit over again, don't blow dry your hair, and be careful to get up tomorrow morning with facial paralysis."

He stretched out his big hand, took her into his arms, put his strong chest on her back, grabbed the towel and gently wiped her wet hair.

Wei Anning was uncomfortable all over. The man's hot body temperature warmed her. Her face continued to get hot. She didn't understand which one he was singing.

Dry most of the moisture on her hair, Leng Youchen patted her hip, "go get the hair dryer."

"Oh." Wei Anning blushed. He went to the cloakroom to take out the hair dryer, plugged in the power and handed it to him.

The man's five fingers were slender. He took the hair dryer and blew her hair. His bony fingers passed through her silky soft and smooth ink hair, and the bottom of his heart immediately softened.

These days, he couldn't live with himself. When he saw her at school, he knew that he missed her so much.

There was no way to fight, but his heart, so he came back.

His wet hair became dry. He put down the hair dryer and combed her hair with his fingers. His voice was hoarse and sounded in her ear, "do you miss me?"