Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen couldn't help laughing at her face of shame, anger and death. Under the yellow light, the girl's pink face was thin and red, her eyelashes trembled, and cast a faint silhouette at the eye socket.

The more shy she is, the more he wants to tease her.

He slid his wheelchair over, put his legs against her delicate and slender legs, raised his arms to her eyes, hooked his lips and complained of her atrocities, "see? You are so rude that you hurt me. "

"..." Wei Anning's face was burning with shame. Looking at the evidence left by herself, she stammered, "obviously you first..."

"Then you don't recognize it?" Leng Youchen raised his eyebrows and looked at her eyes with a touch of injury, but he still insisted on his grievance, "I knew that women are ruthless and have a good time..."

Before he finished, a pair of soft and fragrant little hands suddenly appeared on his thin lips, firmly covering his mouth.

Wei Anning blushed and was about to drop blood. She stared at him and was about to cry angrily. Obviously he bullied her, but now he's still raking her upside down. Unfortunately, she can't speak clearly all over her body.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Leng Youchen enjoyed her approach very much. She bent down slightly and the skirt fell down. From his perspective, she could just see the scenery under the skirt.

The palm of his hand was itchy. Wei Anning looked down and saw his evil eyes glancing straight at her lapel. She quickly straightened up, crossed her hands and pressed her skirts, staring at him angrily, "Leng Youchen, do you dare to be more shameless?"

Leng Youchen couldn't help regretting that he couldn't eat ice cream. He raised his injured hand, which happened to be the one who bullied her just now. "My hand is hurt. Wash it for me."

Wei Anning opened his eyes with a guilty conscience, "I don't want it. Wash it yourself."

"Really? Well, I'll call the housekeeper up and show him the wound on my arm. He wants to ask me how I hurt myself, and I'll say you... "He's going to withdraw his wheelchair from the bathroom.

Wei Anning didn't dare to ask him to call the housekeeper to let the housekeeper know what she had just done to Leng Youchen, so she wouldn't have to be a man. She quickly pulled the wheelchair and said, "I'll wash it. I'll wash it for you. Can you stop it?"

Leng Youchen's eyes lit up, waiting for her. He looked back at her and asked carefully, "really? You won't take the opportunity to revenge me? "

Wei Anning rolled his eyes. "If you don't believe me, wash it yourself."

Leng Youchen didn't miss such a good opportunity. He stretched out his hand and looked silly, white and sweet. "Then take it easy and don't hurt me."

“……”

Wei Anning bit her teeth. She endured this shameless bastard. She pushed the wheelchair to the washstand. The marble was visible. She reached out and turned on the faucet made of pure gold. Warm water sprayed down the faucet.

She grabbed his hand and sent it under the water pipe. Her eyes deliberately skipped the scratches. She didn't think she would be so stormy and couldn't face it at all.

The girl's face was thin. When she thought of the situation just now, she felt an uncomfortable blush on her face.

They didn't combine, but they did something more shameful and intimate than the combination. How can she face it calmly?

Leng Youchen looked at her with a frozen eyebrow. He didn't know what she thought. His cheeks were red again. He was so excited that he couldn't help opening his mouth, "wash it clean. Your hands are full of your taste."