Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen's secret base is in the tree house behind the quadrangle. The tree house is often cleaned by servants. It is spotless without the dust and cobwebs she imagined.

Leng Youchen led her in. The tree house has little space. There are many strange little toys in it. They are all the storage of Leng Youchen when he was a child. There is a wooden bed and a desk with exquisite texture.

There are many medals and trophies stacked on the desk, as well as big red award certificates. This view is to come to a world of Xueba.

Wei Anning walked over. In a pile of trophies, she saw a group photo of Leng Youchen and a young girl. She frowned and reached out to pick up the picture frame.

Leng Youchen was surprised. It was too late to hide.

Look at her staring at the group photo for a moment. He stretched out his hand to get it and was dodged by Wei Anning. He touched his nose and said, "this is an old photo before. I didn't expect the servant to keep it."

Wei Anning ignored him and stared straight at the group photo. The girl in the group photo has bangs and delicate facial features. She lies on Leng Youchen's shoulder and smiles sweetly when looking at the camera.

Leng Youchen, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, leaned casually against the stone and looked at the girl with spoiled eyes.

The picture should have been taken six years ago. Even though Leng Youchen is young and mature, his face is still childish and not as mature and steady as it is now. She looked carefully and recognized that the girl was song Qingge.

Her heart suddenly felt bad. No wonder song Qingge made a victim gesture that she robbed her boyfriend. It turned out that they were really together six years ago.

Leng Youchen took the photo frame from her hand and threw it into the dustbin without looking at it.

Seeing this, Wei Anning bent down and picked it up. "Why did you throw it away? Who hasn't ordered it. Don't worry, I'm not a small bellied man."

He is not a small bellied man, and the tone of gnashing his teeth is not like that.

Leng Youchen looked at her gently. It seemed that he married a small vinegar bucket, "it's all in the past. Now I'm yours."

Wei Anning's heart missed a beat and was very uncomfortable with the man's hot eyes. She put the picture frame back on her desk, picked up a trophy and looked at it, "can you Taekwondo?"

"Well, Grandpa asked the coach to teach me to defend myself." Leng Youchen said faintly.

"Oh."

Wei Anning put down the trophies and slipped his fingertips over those trophies. Leng Youchen is really excellent. There are rows of trophies in all fields. He is simply a Xueba.

Her eyes turned around in the tree house and suddenly fell on an old iron box. Her eyes lit up. She walked quickly and picked up the iron box. "What a unique iron box."

"Don't touch it!" Leng Youchen's pupils narrowed. He slid over in a wheelchair, took the iron box from her hand and threw it into the dustbin without hesitation.

Wei Anning looked at his gloomy expression and was stunned. What happened to him? I was talking and laughing just now. How did I change my face immediately when I saw this iron box?

Leng Youchen glanced at her timid appearance from the corner of his eye. He knew that his appearance frightened her. His cold and fierce look slowed down, "I'm sorry to scare you."

Wei Anning shook his head and his eyes fell on the iron box. He reacted so much that she couldn't help wondering who gave the iron box to him?

As if he knew what she was thinking, Leng Youchen explained, more like talking to himself, "this is the only gift she gave me."