Mysterious husband always comes late at night

The man's Phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed. What does his wife do when she goes to the computer room to search her name“ What did she find? "

"All the posts are the deeds of the third young grandma during school. There is nothing else."

"I see. Don't pay attention to this matter for the time being. Find out the man." Leng Youchen looked at the dark, inky night in the distance, turned his doubts in his eyes, and was finally pressed down by him.

Don't doubt or believe easily. Now that he is in the Bureau, many things can't be seen as a bystander. As the saying goes, those who are in the game are confused and those who are on the sidelines are clear.

"Yes, one more thing. Before I sent Miss Yan home, Miss Yan talked about her third young grandmother in the car and asked her why she had to go back to school after she had graduated?"

"What did the wife say?" The man's eyes are vaguely looking forward to it.

"The third young grandmother said that she married a real estate tycoon and didn't know how to be the woman behind him." Li Dong repeated what Nanfei said.

Leng Youchen's heart throbbed. Is it because of him that she wants to learn architectural design?

While talking, they had entered the villa, and the voice control corridor light was on. Leng Youchen changed his slippers and waved Li Dong back. Li Dong nodded and left quietly.

There were two wall lamps in the living room. When Leng Youchen passed by, the rest of his eyes inadvertently swept into the soft mass on the sofa. He quickly turned his head and saw the woman's quiet sleeping face. His heart softened.

He stopped by the tea table for a while. When the cold on his body dissipated, he came to the sofa in his wheelchair and looked at her curled up. He sighed silently, stretched out his hand and nodded her red face and said angrily, "no, don't wait. You're not obedient."

Wei Anning slept shallow and vaguely heard his voice. She opened her eyes and looked at his particularly soft handsome face in the light. She smiled warmly, "are you back?"

"Well, why don't you go back to your room to sleep? The living room is too cold. Catch a cold carefully."

Wei Anning sat up and looked at him softly. She probably just woke up, and her consciousness was still a little unclear. She reached out and stroked his cheek. The man looked like a picture, the warm yellow light and the sharp edges and corners were much softer.

"I want to wait for you to come back. You've lost a lot of weight recently. Is it hard?" The girl's black pupil was full of concern.

Leng Youchen tilted his head slightly, put his face closer to the palm of her hand, and a warm current flowed in his heart, "well, it's very hard. What reward does his wife have?"

Those intrigues in the mall can't make him feel hard. What makes him hard is her. If you want to get close, you must stay away. If you take a step towards her, you have to think twice. You worry that this step is doomed. How can you not work hard?

Wei Anning looked at him asking for a reward like a child. She smiled between her eyebrows, retracted her hand, patted her legs and said, "lie on my legs and I'll massage you."

Leng Youchen took off his shoes, sat down on the sofa, lay down and rested on her legs. His legs overlapped at random, his eyes slightly closed.

Wei Anning looked at him with drooping eyes. Yingting's handsome face was full of fatigue, and his chin gave birth to blue stubble, which added a sense of decadence to the man, but it was more distressing.

She reached out and pressed his temple with moderate strength, but she was still worried that it would make him uncomfortable, "comfortable? Is it strong enough? "