Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning knelt beside his leg and pinched it. Leng Youchen's leg muscles were hard. After pinching for a while, her fingers began to ache. She complained bitterly, "your leg muscles are so hard and your fingers are so sour."

This is a normal sentence, but it makes Leng Youchen think crooked in an instant. A hot air exploded in his lower abdomen. His hands supported the floor and his Adam's apple stirred, "there is another place on me that is also very hard. Do you want to touch it?"

The lazy and bewitching tone seems to be tempting an ignorant girl.

Wei Anning, who has been a fool for several times, didn't ask him where this time. I want to know that he can't spit out any good words. She rubbed her fingertips and kicked his calf. "Can't you afford it?"

Leng Youchen glanced sideways at her. Feng's eyes were deep. The goblin became smart and didn't answer his words. His mind was full of beautiful thoughts. There was nowhere to vent. It really suffocated him.

"Get up, come and help me." The man reached over.

Wei Anning climbed over, first pulled the wheelchair over, and then helped Leng Youchen up. This time he cooperated a lot. She threw him into the wheelchair without much effort.

Even so, she was so tired that she gasped for breath.

She now understands why Wei Jingjing wants her to be the scapegoat. She doesn't want to take care of a disabled husband who hates her very much.

Thinking so, she looked at Leng Youchen with inexplicably more sympathy. She looked good, but she was lame.

"Put away your sympathy, I don't need it!"

There was a cold male voice in her ear. Wei Anning recovered. She couldn't help shaking the man's cold and dangerous eyes. Subconsciously, she stepped back and said, "I didn't..."

"Better not. Let me see it next time, and you'll be dead." Leng Youchen finished his warning and walked away in a wheelchair with a noble and cold face.

Wei Anning stared at his back. Sometimes she really felt that Leng Youchen was schizophrenic. One second he was gentle, and the next he would become scary.

Is it true that being far away from the crowd will lead to personality division?

The hurricane passed through and the whole island was miserable.

Wei Anning got up in the morning and saw the bare garden. He thought he must have swam to the primitive desert island last night. The strange plants and flowers planted in the garden have all disappeared, and even the swing in the garden has disappeared.

She was standing in the garden with a chill. How terrible was the hurricane last night? Until now, she really realized the cruelty of nature.

But why is the island so dangerous that the Leng family still wants Leng Youchen to stay here?

Footsteps came from behind. She turned around and saw the housekeeper coming towards her and smiled kindly at her, "third young grandmother, were you scared last night?"

Wei Anning shook his head. "Fortunately, the doors and windows of my room are broken. I went to lengyouchen's room for a night. Mr. housekeeper, are hurricanes here every year? "

"Isn't it?" The housekeeper looked at the distance. The sea had calmed down, but after a night of hurricane, there were many white floating objects on the sea, and the pollution was very serious.

"In the first year when the third young master was sent to Aisha Island, he encountered a powerful hurricane. The hurricane suddenly hit the island. We were unprepared. We were caught off guard. We closed the doors and windows. When we were ready to deal with it, we found that the third young master was not in the castle. "

Wei Anning's heart thumped, "where has he gone?"