Mysterious husband always comes late at night

In the bathroom, Leng Youchen lay in the bathtub and looked innocently at Wei Anning who rushed in. When Wei Anning saw him lying in the bathtub well, he was relieved and looked at the bathroom floor tiles. Several bottles fell to the ground.

It should be Leng Youchen who accidentally got it on the ground.

"You scared me and thought you fell." She patted her chest, squatted down, picked up several bottles of shower gel and shampoo and put them back in the storage compartment.

"You keep taking a bath and I'm out." Wei Anning didn't dare to look directly at someone's underwater male color. He quickly walked to the door. When he passed Leng Youchen, he suddenly clasped his wrist, "madam, I want to take a mandarin duck bath with you."

Wei Anning's face turned red. She stared at him and pulled back her arm. "Wash you quickly."

Leng Youchen looked at her regretfully, "madam, I can stand up. Don't you give me a reward?"

"If you don't, I'm afraid you'll be complacent, boss, flying!" Wei Anning shook his fist at him, turned and ran away. Leng Youchen shook his head. The girl found a reason to be so bad, but inexplicably stabbed him in the heart.

Considering her mood, Leng Youchen didn't touch her that night. He just held her in his arms to sleep. Even if * * * burned himself, he wasn't willing to wake her up.

That night, Wei Anning had nightmares. For a moment, he dreamed that he was being chased and killed, and for a moment, he dreamed that his parents crawled in front of her with blood and asked her to save them.

She woke up from her nightmare. It was bright outside. She sat in bed stunned. Her back was sweating. She was shivering with cold when the wind blew.

Leng Youchen was also awakened by her. He sat up and looked at her sweating. His eyes stared at the front. He didn't know what he was thinking. He picked up his clothes and put them on her shoulder. In a soft voice, "have a nightmare?"

"I dreamed that I was chased and killed, and that my parents were covered in blood. They were asking me for help." Wei Anning turned and looked at Leng Youchen. His lax eyes could not focus.

"Think every day and dream every night. You are frightened by what happened yesterday. Besides, Duke Zhou explained his dream that dreaming of blood is a good thing. Don't be afraid." Leng Youchen hugged her tightly and patted her on the back.

Wei Anning leaned against his chest and heard his steady and powerful heartbeat. There was a sense of reassurance on him, and her mood gradually calmed down. "Leng Youchen, you must help me with DNA identification. Only you can trust me."

Leng Youchen bowed his head and kissed the top of her hair. The faint fragrance lingered on her nose. He whispered, "I will!"

His wife has unconditional trust in him, or she won't give him such an important thing. But can he really rely on his wife's trust to give her an impossible answer?

After breakfast, Wei Anning went to the hospital with a heat preservation bucket. Leng Youchen sent her along the way and gave the DNA sample to Lu Junxi and asked him to find someone to identify it.

However, he omitted the names of his wife and Mrs. Wei. After all, the less people know about it, the better.

Wei Anning separated from Leng Youchen in the inpatient department. She took the elevator upstairs to visit Jiang Yang in the senior VIP ward. Jiang Yang woke up with pain in the morning and saw Yan Nanfei still in front of his hospital bed. Instead of being moved, he disliked her.

"Go and find me a nurse. I don't want you to take care of me!"

When Wei Anning pushed the door in, Jiang Yang was still angry with Yan Nanfei. Yan Nanfei didn't say a word and silently endured his anger. It looked too compromise.