Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen looked at the cold smile on her face and was in a trance. He had a feeling that the distance between them suddenly became very far away. Subconsciously, he reached out and grabbed her, clasping her wrist tightly.

Some words blurted out without thinking, "madam, I don't allow you to leave me at all, do you hear me?"

The man's Phoenix eyes were deep, so he looked at her for a moment. The deep mood at the bottom of his eyes seemed to swallow her.

His slender big hand holding the cigarette tightly clasped her chin and forced her to look at his strong eyes. The faint smell of tobacco mixed with the male unique hormone breath enveloped her domineering.

Under his gaze, her heart beat abnormally fast, and her mind was exposed by him without hesitation. She felt extremely guilty.

The next second, the crisp smell of tobacco rolled her. She was pushed into the seat by him. When he was too frightened to resist, the man's sexy thin lips pressed down forcefully.

A heart is tortured by anxiety. He must do something to prove that she is still around him and controlled by him.

The flexible thin lips lingered wantonly on her sweet lips. He kissed hard and breathed slightly. The movements on his lips inevitably increased and wantonly increased, which was more intense than any kiss in the past.

Wei Anning can't stand such intimacy. In her mind, kissing is something that men and women can only do when they love each other. But he did not love her. Even if all the doubts were put in front of him, he still refused to believe that she was not Wei Jing.

She struggled against rejection, unwilling to sink, unwilling to make herself more sad.

But no matter where she hid, his lips followed her, kissed her soft and succumbed to his superb kissing skills. I do not know when, she no longer refused, just numb to bear.

Leng Youchen felt her silent resistance. His kiss gradually stopped. His forehead was against her forehead. His posture was lingering and his body was hot, but he couldn't stop the weakness in his heart.

The tender finger belly gently rubbed her swollen lips kissed by him, "negative resistance?"

Wei Anning turned her head and breathed his unique clear breath. She closed her eyes. Is this fate? Every time she wants to prove her identity, she will be backfired.

Now that her parents are missing, who should she turn to?

Leng Youchen pulled her face over, and Feng Mou pressed down on her with a dull voice, "escape me?"

Wei Anning bit his lower lip and said nothing without looking at him.

Leng Youchen felt as if he had been thrown into a fireball and burned the whole person. He knew that he should say a few soft words to coax his wife, but his proud self-esteem did not allow it.

She's brewing to leave him. He won't allow it!

He raised her chin and looked into her eyes. "I don't care what you're thinking, stop in time. Tomorrow, we'll leave for Beicheng. After that, don't come to England."

Wei Anning widened his eyes and whispered, "Leng Youchen, you can't do this. My parents haven't found it yet. I won't go back with you."

"Not follow me, not you has the final say." Leng Youchen let go of her, raised his hand and loosened his bow tie, and then felt that his breathing was smoother. He shouldn't be led by her nose. As long as he wants her, she must stay with him and can't go anywhere.

Wei Anning finally understood that Leng Youchen was serious. She panicked, "Leng Youchen, you have never believed me, have you?"