Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning listened to the housekeeper's words, and her heart was about to explode. She urgently needed to do something for him to alleviate this pain.

But what does Leng Youchen need?

She thought carefully and thought that it was not what Leng Youchen needed, because she was poor now, and what she could do for him was very limited. If he wants to heal his legs, she can't.

So she racked her brains and finally thought of what she could do for him.

Under such limited basic conditions, a bowl of warm colorful wonton is the only thing she can do for him.

She was very busy rolling out leather bag wonton with noodles. She was happy and had the excitement of washing hands and making soup for her beloved.

Beloved? Wei Anning stopped and looked at the half wrapped wonton in her hand. Her expression was a little strange, as if they had suddenly become biting monsters. She hurriedly threw them away.

Wei Anning, are you a masochist? He abused you so much. You still fantasize about taking him as your lover and didn't save you!

She stared at the innocent wonton. After a few minutes, she picked it up and wrapped it again.

She swore that she only sympathized with Leng Youchen and was absolutely not willing to cook for him under his high appearance.

At this thought, she immediately relaxed, hummed a little song and boiled the wonton in boiling water. After a while, a bowl of colorful wonton with complete color, flavor and flavor came out of the pot.

She came out with wonton and just saw the housekeeper coming down from upstairs. She quickly called him, "Mr. housekeeper, where is Leng Youchen now?"

The housekeeper looked at her in surprise. "Did you do this? It smells good. "

"Yes, Mr. housekeeper, there are still a lot in the pot. I'll come down and serve it for you later. Well, is Leng Youchen in the study? " Wei Anning is a little shy. After all, it is the first time to do such a big courteous thing. He is very embarrassed.

"I don't dare bother the third young grandmother. The third young master is in the study. Go find him." The housekeeper looks kind and smiles like Maitreya, which makes people feel very kind.

Wei Anning nodded and turned upstairs.

The housekeeper looked thoughtfully at her back. According to his survey data, Wei Jingjing was a charming young lady who didn't touch the spring water. It was beyond his expectation that she could cook.

Wait, the second young master is coming to Aisha Island soon. Wei Jingjing is so attentive to cooking for the third young master. Does he want to poison him?

Thinking of this, the housekeeper's face changed greatly and hurried to catch up with him step by step.

Wei Anning has knocked on the door and entered the study.

She came to the study for the first time. The study was very large. Like the school library, there were rows of very exquisite mahogany bookshelves filled with books. Leng Youchen was sitting behind the black walnut desk, with half burned cigarettes between his fingers. The burning cigarette butts were bright and dark, which made the face more and more evil.

Wei Anning was stunned, and his heart jumped happily.

She had never seen Leng Youchen smoking. In the smoke, the man's clear, meaningful and profound facial features, each line was cold, and there was only gloom and cruelty in the chilly eyebrows.

Like a beast dormant in the dark, he is ready to wait for the opportunity to move, dangerous and frightening.

Wei Anning took a step back, almost knocked over the wonton in the tray and shouted, "Leng Youchen..."

Leng Youchen suddenly regained his mind and casually pressed out the smoke. When the last touch of smoke disappeared, he had recovered as usual, raised his eyes and looked at her quietly, but his eyes seemed to penetrate her body and fall on a point of nothingness, "come here!"