In the living room, Wei Anning was moved to tears when he heard the housekeeper say so. Only the housekeeper would think about whether she was hungry. Leng Youchen, who killed thousands of knives, knew he was angry with her and didn't give her food.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became. She was so angry that her stomach hurt and she couldn't swallow the dessert.

The housekeeper pushed Leng Youchen into the living room. Leng Youchen saw Wei Anning sitting on the sofa with her head down and sulking. Looking at half the snacks in her hand, she knew she was hungry and came out to look for food.

He winked at the housekeeper, who hurried to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Leng Youchen slid past in a wheelchair, poured a glass of water and handed it to her. Wei Anning didn't reach out to pick it up. When he saw such an embarrassing scene, she was very embarrassed. She pushed his hand away and got up to go back to the bedroom.

Leng Youchen ignored the mug that fell to the ground. He clasped her wrist and looked up at her, "where are you going?"

“%%&&XX。” Wei Anning has something wrapped in his mouth and can't speak clearly.

Leng Youchen's eyebrows and eyes were cold. He pulled her to sit on her lap and said softly, "swallow what you have in your mouth before you speak."

Wei Anning turned his face and swallowed his mouth a few times. Just about to speak, his lips were against the edge of the cup, and a man's gentle voice sounded in his ears, "drink water."

Wei Anning drank a few salivas with his hand to ease her thirst. She wanted to get down from Leng Youchen's legs, but Leng Youchen hugged her, "did you sleep well last night?"

"You let go of me." Wei Anning can't stand his tenderness at the moment. Yesterday, he said he didn't believe her and asked her to take off her clothes. She will bear revenge and won't forgive him easily.

Leng Youchen sighed helplessly. He also knew how bad his attitude was yesterday. His wife didn't forgive him. He deserved it. He put his chin on her shoulder and his voice was soft. "Madam, do you hate me?"

Wei Anning pressed the corner of his eyes and said in a hate voice, "yes, I just hate you. I hate you for 10000 years."

How can he bully her and then act like a spoiled child with her? If he bullies her, he will be soft hearted and forgive him, won't he?

No, not this time!

"But what should I do? Even if you hate me, I won't let go." Leng Youchen held her tighter and knew that she was not Wei Jingjing. She didn't know how happy he was.

Holding her all night was not enough. I was afraid she would disappear as soon as I closed my eyes.

Wei Anning struggled hard. If she couldn't earn it, she shook her fist and beat him. She wasn't a three-year-old and wouldn't be intimidated by his sweet words. Now take her as a sweetheart. When you are unhappy, let her run naked.

How could there be such a moody person like him in the world?

Leng Youchen let her fight and let her vent. Seeing that the back of her hand was red, she painfully pulled her wrist, "relieved?"

"No!" Wei Anning yelled at him. This tone can't disappear for a while.

Look at her scratching like a crazy little wild cat. Leng Youchen only felt cute and his eyes fell on the scratches on her cheeks. Last night, he specially drugged her. The scratches have healed and no longer look shocking like yesterday.

He said helplessly, "do you want to hate me all your life?"

Wei Anning is stunned. Do you want to hate him all your life? She didn't know. She only knew that she was still angry at the moment and didn't want to talk to him.

Leng Youchen looked at her stubborn little appearance and regretted it. But in this world, where can there be regret medicine to eat?

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