Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning angrily entered the restaurant, ordered a dessert and sat in the window. He was very hungry and his stomach was uncomfortable. The most uncomfortable corner was the empty corner above his stomach.

She covered her heart and thought of the sudden rival in love.

She wants something sweet. Only when her mouth is sweet can she dilute the bitterness in her heart.

It turned out that he not only had Wei Jingjing, but also a song Qingge.

When the housekeeper found Wei Anning, Wei Anning was eating breakfast like a chew. He walked over quickly and looked at her look. It was clear to him that she was angry here because San Shao met song Qingge again.

He sighed and explained, "grandma San, San Shao and Miss Song have been separated for a long time. I think there must be a lot to say. I ignored you for a while. Don't take it to heart."

Wei Anning forked a snack into his mouth and said carelessly, "why should I take it to heart? My heart is so big that I can hold so many things?"

The housekeeper pursed his lips and thought, just be brave. You can hang an oil pot with your lips pursed.

"You have a small heart and a big stomach. You're not afraid of getting tired of eating so much cream in the morning?" A smiling male voice sounded behind the housekeeper.

Wei Anning quickly looked up and bumped into the man's smiling Phoenix eyes. She snorted and turned her head to ignore him.

Leng Youchen slid over in a wheelchair and looked at her arrogant appearance. As expected, she was spoiled by him. She dared to slam the door and show him her face. Strangely, he was not angry at all. Instead, he thought she looked very cute.

He looked at the housekeeper. The housekeeper understood it and walked away quietly at once.

"Jealous?" Leng Youchen leaned over and deliberately blew in her ear.

The heat poured into her ears and heart. Wei Anning trembled all over. She pretended not to understand, "I like sweets, not sour."

"Oh." The man's ending was long and full of ridicule. "I always thought my wife liked sour. It turned out that it wasn't time yet. It seems that I have to work harder."

Wei Anning turned around and reached out to push away his face. The hot breath brushed her spring heart, "don't stick so close, it's hot."

"Is it hot?" Leng Youchen looked at her pink cheeks, wiped a little cream with his fingers and put it on her face. The skin under the finger abdomen is as smooth as cream, just like the cream at the fingertips.

The man's voice was very Su, just like wrapped in a layer of honey. Su Dewei Anning had goose bumps all over. He wanted to push him away, but he held him in his face. "What a big man, can you make cream paste on his face when eating?"

"Obviously it's you..." before Wei Anning finished his words, the man's next move made her voice completely stuck in her throat. She felt that her face was swept by something soft and warm.

She turned her head and saw him smack his mouth with satisfaction. "No wonder she likes sweets. It tastes really good."

Wei Anning stared at him. This man took the opportunity to belittle her. However, she had no way to take him. She scowled and snorted coldly, "what are you doing here without your first lover?"

Leng Youchen looked at her with a smile, which made her uncomfortable. He said, "I don't like sour. I'm looking at you. You want to soak in the vinegar jar."

Wei Anning turned his face and didn't want to talk to him.