Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen personally arranges Wei Anning's personal clothes. The housekeeper takes over the suitcase and stands waiting.

Leng Youchen came to Wei Anning in a wheelchair and reached out to hold her hand. The dryness and warmth on the back of her hand made Wei Anning suddenly bow his head. Looking at his gentle eyes, she was embarrassed by him and said, "are you ready?"

She had to clean up by herself, but he wouldn't let her. She also said that falling in love is what she can do, and she should let the other party do it for herself and enjoy the Queen's general treatment.

In fact, she was afraid that she would be spoiled by him. When she returned to her world, she would be at a loss.

"Yes." The man raised his head and stared at her with deep Phoenix eyes. His fingers seemed to inadvertently pass through her fingers and close slowly with her fingers.

Such a most common hand holding action was made by him, which made her heart beat faster.

Lu Junxi was watching. He was badly abused. He quickly turned around and silently recited "no disrespect, no disrespect".

Wei Anning was led out of the ward by him, followed by the housekeeper and Li Dong. They left the hospital and sat in the silver gray Rolls Royce phantom waiting at the door of the hospital.

Wei Anning waved to Lu Junxi, who stood outside the car to see them off. The driver pressed the accelerator and drove away quickly.

Lu Junxi stood in front of the hospital building, put his hands into the pocket of his medical robe and watched Rolls Royce's phantom leave. He suddenly felt disappointed. The third sister-in-law went home, and there was no place for gossip.

In the car, Leng Youchen's phone calls one by one. He smiled at her with an apology and began to communicate with each other in various languages.

Wei Anning found that Leng Youchen, who speaks a foreign language, has an inherent charm in his tone. No matter how many languages he converts, he will not be confused. On the contrary, each tone is no different from those who have lived in the local area for decades.

To be proficient in several languages to this extent, people have to admire and worship from the heart.

Even she didn't notice it. Her eyes were shining, full of trust and worship.

Leng Youchen finally answered the phone. Wei Anning timely sent a cup of warm boiled water, "moisten your throat. After talking so much, I'm very tired."

"OK." Leng Youchen didn't take the water cup directly, but took her wrist, took her hand and drank the water in the cup in one gulp. It can be seen that her mouth is really dry.

"Any more?" Wei Anning asked him when he saw the bottom of the cup.

The man's eyelashes drooped and fell on her hydrated and full red lips. His eyes were slightly dark. His Adam's Apple moved gently and his big hands stuck her in his arms. His voice was low and hoarse, "well, what else..."

Before the words fell, he had tightly blocked her lips, and his movements were a little fierce. His teeth hit her lips. Her lips were slightly open with pain. His tongue stretched out and sucked the tongue she avoided, lingering wantonly.

Wei Anning felt some pain. She shrank back. Behind her was the leather seat. She was unable to move by him, so she was forced to open her mouth and bear his plunder.

The entanglement between lips and teeth is becoming more and more intense, and the temperature of the two lips close together is also getting higher and higher.

Leng Youchen half opened his eyes and looked at his woman. Her resistance became weaker and weaker. Her hand against his chest slowly bypassed his waist, fell on his back and hugged him.

Encouraged, he almost went crazy.