Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning strolled all afternoon and ate marshmallows. In addition, she took a bath just now. Her stomach was a little uncomfortable. She thought she was hungry, so she didn't take it to heart. Seeing that he didn't pay attention to her, she breathed a sigh of relief, took a fork, put a steak into her mouth and chewed it.

The man supported his chin with his hand, and there was a smile in his eyes, "is it delicious?"

"Well, the steak is fried just right. It's delicious." Wei Anning hung his head and ate as he spoke.

Leng Youchen saw that she was eating well, and his appetite increased greatly, so he ate gracefully. He took a bite and always felt that it was not as fragrant as his wife's plate. He crossed his arm over the table and forked a small piece of steak on her plate into his mouth.

Under the girl's gaping gaze, he smiled elegantly, "what's on your plate is better."

Wei Anning thought, aren't they all the same?

"Shall we change?" She pushed the plate over, but Leng Youchen refused, "I like to eat what's on your plate. Why don't you feed me and I feed you?"

Wei Anning resisted the urge to roll her eyes. This is a hypocritical thing, but she still forked up the steak and sent it to his mouth. The man's Phoenix eyes were dark, and the candle was reflected in them. His eyes were especially hot, which made her heart beat faster.

There is a feeling that he is not chewing steak, but her meat.

The two fed each other. After eating the steak, there was ambiguity flowing quietly in the air. Leng Youchen picked up the red wine glass and stared at the little woman opposite, "madam, Happy Valentine's Day!"

Wei Anning picked up the wine glass and touched him. As soon as he was about to shrink back, his wrist was quickly held by his other hand. She was stunned. She saw his hand holding the wine glass wrapped around it. The mood in her eyes was deep, "hand in a glass of wine."

Wei Anning's face was like a fire. Her eyelashes trembled badly, she got up slightly, and drank this cup of wine with him under his gaze.

After drinking the wine, she just wanted to take her hand back. The man buckled her wrist, took the glass in her hand, took her hand and asked her to bypass the table, "madam, come to me."

Alcohol fermented in Wei Anning's body. She felt more and more uncomfortable in her stomach. She endured the discomfort and walked slowly to him.

Leng Youchen pulled her to her lap with his wrist, pinched her chin with his fingers, kissed her with the mellow aroma of red wine, and poured out to her.

The atmosphere was romantic, and she was ready. After only a symbolic struggle, she took the initiative to hook his neck and kiss him back enthusiastically.

Leng Youchen was shocked. His wife rarely took the initiative. He was pleasantly surprised. The kiss adhered to her lips became more and more lingering and biting. He took her by the waist and slipped in from under her skirt.

Wei Anning suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him breathlessly.

The man stared at her gently, with deep desire, soul stirring, and a dumb voice, "madam, be good, open your legs."

Wei Anning has never been so embarrassed. They were all in bed before, but now she is very active when she sits on his leg. Especially at the moment, the man is as hard as iron and has a strong explosive force, which makes her afraid.

"I, we go to bed."

Leng Youchen shook his head. At the moment, they were in front of a black French window. They couldn't see the inside from the outside, but they could see the outside clearly. In particular, the full moon half hung in the sky seemed to witness their love, which made him feel fresh and exciting.

"Just do it here, madam."