Mysterious husband always comes late at night

The man's eyes are red. If she answers honestly, she has no quarrel with Leng Yanbai. If she lies, he will not spare her!

Wei Anning felt the great anger emanating from him. She was so frightened that she shrunk her neck. Even if she wanted to tell the truth just now, she was too scared to say it now.

He wanted to know that she had been with Leng Yanbai just now. She was so angry that she cut her off.

"Yes, I'm alone."

As soon as Wei Anning's voice fell, he obviously felt that the surrounding air was frozen by a strange silence. She didn't even dare to look at the man's face behind her. She just kept comforting herself in her heart. He must not know.

Leng Youchen stared at her guilty little face. The bottom of her eyes lit up a fire. The five senses engraved by a knife were as cold as iron, like wearing a bronze mask. Feng's eyes were full of disappointment.

This woman full of lies, how could he expect her to really stay with him?

On the wedding night, he robbed her of her innocence. He wanted to humiliate her, but he was happy to see the gorgeous virgin flower on the sheet. Men are probably like this. They have abnormal persistence in their bones about whether they are the first man of a woman.

For the sake of her giving him the first time, he doesn't care about what happened six years ago. As long as she stays with him honestly and doesn't do anything sorry for him, he will never let her down.

But his tenderness was scorned by her. Even if her body followed him, her heart remained on his enemy.

In addition to his anger, he is also full of unwilling and frustration. How can this woman humiliate his pride again and again?

The hand stopped on the inner side of her thigh suddenly moved. Wei Anning reacted that when he wanted to do something, it was too late to run. She was shocked, "Leng Youchen... Um..."

She groaned with pain, and a dense cold sweat sprang up on her forehead. The feeling in her body was so obvious. Her face was white and red, shame, anger and embarrassment. All kinds of emotions rushed in. She was so anxious that she scolded, "Leng Youchen, you bastard, take it out."

The man not only didn't take it out, but also pushed it in a little, and his tight jaw loosened a little. Just about to take it out, "pa", his handsome face was thrown aside, and his cheek was burning.

He looked sinister and stared at the presumptuous woman in front of him. She dared to beat him, "are you tired of living?"

The man's cold sharp voice pulled Wei Anning back to her mind. Her palm still hurt. It can be seen how much she slapped in the face. She looked at Leng Youchen timidly. If her eyes could kill, she had been killed by him countless times.

Suddenly, her whole body trembled violently and her eyes widened in disbelief. The appearance of a man's evil spirit was reflected in her pupils, which made her heart tremble for no reason. She quickly stretched out her hands and caught his hands. "Leng Youchen, don't push an inch, take your hands out."

How can there be such a shameless man in the world? He looks like a human model, but he does all the dirty and shameless things.

Leng Youchen drooped his eyes. Her cheeks were red. When he moved, she kept shaking. His expression was suddenly happy, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and he pasted them in her ear. Evil said: "sensitive point?"

"Your sister!" Wei Anning growled in a low voice, eager to scratch his face. As soon as her hand moved, she was grabbed and pulled back by his other hand. She leaned back and half lay on his leg.

She had no time to struggle. The next second, his handsome face was buried in her chest.