Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen stretched out his hand to take the things in her hand, and the cold fingers slipped over the back of her hand. Wei Anning was surprised, and held his cold and piercing hand with his back hand, "why is your hand so cold?"

Seeing that she took the initiative to hold his hand, Leng Youchen was immediately happy. He could let his wife abandon her past grievances and take the initiative to hold his hand. Even if it was cold, it was worth it, "it's not in the way."

"How long have you been waiting outside? Why don't you know to wait inside?" Wei Anning bent down and breathed into his hand. Is it cold if it's so cold?

At this moment, she was worried about him and wanted to warm his hand.

Love a person may be like this, even if you blame him in your heart, you will worry if you see where he is uncomfortable.

"I'd like to see you earlier, madam. You've had a good time." In the man's tone, there is a grievance of being left out in the cold. He is flirting with his woman. It is not easy to have a holiday. He can stay with his wife for a few days.

But because he didn't open his head well, he had to let his wife go out to play.

The waiting time was infinitely prolonged. Even when I read the documents, I couldn't calm down. I often looked up at the gate and never saw my wife return. Impetuous call the driver, the driver reported that his wife is having a good time with her little friend at the east gate.

He hung up the phone silently and his wife was happy.

But his wife was so happy that she forgot him. How could he be happy?

Wei Anning's heart missed a beat. Is he flirting with her?

In fact, after visiting Nanfei all afternoon, her mood has been much brighter. What happened the night before yesterday has happened. It will not help to investigate who is right and who is wrong.

What else can she do except face the facts?

"Go in. It's too cold outside." Wei Anning let go of his hand, walked around behind the wheelchair and pushed the wheelchair to the villa.

After entering the villa, the heating came. Leng Youchen couldn't help sneezing. Wei Anning quickly ordered Liu Ma to boil ginger soup and pushed him into the living room. She frowned and said, "don't wait for me outside next time. It's too cold."

Leng Youchen hooked his lips and smiled, "OK."

He was still holding a shopping bag in his arms. Just trying to look through what she had bought, he was robbed by Wei Anning. The action was too big and accidentally involved the wound. She frowned with pain, "don't touch my things."

"What did you buy and don't even let me see it?" The more nervous she was, the more curious he became.

It's no use giving her a black card. She didn't go to the top shopping mall. Instead, she liked such a cheap place as the east gate. There's nothing she can do.

Wei Anning nervously holds the shopping bag in her arms. What she eats and wears is what Leng Youchen has prepared for her. There is really nothing to buy.

When I went shopping at the east gate, I just saw a wool seller. Nanfei shouted to knit a scarf. She said it would be Valentine's day in a few days. She would knit a scarf to give it to her sweetheart. She just grabbed the tail of winter and had new ideas.

She looked at the pile of wool and thought of Leng Youchen.

She hasn't seen Leng Youchen wear a scarf. The cloakroom is full of ties. Plus he has everything, she really can't think of anything to give him. He hesitated all the time, but couldn't resist Nanfei's encouragement. Finally, he bought several silver gray wool threads and planned to weave a scarf for him.

So, of course, he can't see it, otherwise there's no surprise?