Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Outside the resplendent night, there was an Audi A6 parked. Lu Junxi and the waiter helped Leng Youchen out of the night. Lu Junxi opened the rear door and was about to plug Leng Youchen in. His face was suddenly kissed by two soft things.

He felt numb and hurriedly stuffed Leng Youchen into the car, then closed the door, but he didn't know that this scene was captured by the camera hidden in the dark, which added a bit of ambiguity to the picture.

Lu Junxi took some pink bills from his wallet and gave them to the waiter. Then he went around to the cab and sat in, started the car and drove away.

Forty minutes later, the car drove into Dongshan villa.

Wei Anning's sleep is very light in recent days. He probably lives alone in this empty room. He will feel afraid and wake up at the slightest sound.

Hearing the sound of the engine downstairs, she woke up at once. She touched the mobile phone on the bedside table and took a look. It's already more than 1 o'clock. Will Leng Youchen be back?

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly beat wildly. She lifted the quilt out of bed, came to the French window, lifted one side of the curtain and looked down. She saw Lu Junxi holding the drunken man through the garden to the villa.

The street lamp downstairs pulled their figure long and slightly staggered.

Wei Anning put down the curtains and walked around the room. What should I do? She didn't expect Leng Youchen to come back at this point. She thought they would continue the cold war, but he came back drunk.

Wei Anning lies back in bed, closes his eyes and doesn't care.

But she couldn't sleep at all. The footsteps downstairs were infinitely amplified in her ears. She seemed to hear them go upstairs. Then the door was knocked. Lu Junxi's voice with a slight gasp came from the door. "Third sister-in-law, open the door and I'll send the third brother back to you."

Wei Anning pulled up the quilt and pretended to sleep, but the knock on the door became louder and louder, like thunder. Even the dead had to be awakened. She couldn't hold it anymore, so she had to get up, put on a coat and go to open the door.

When the door opened, she blocked in front of the door, and a breath of smoked wine came to her nose. She looked at the man's Crimson handsome face and blurred expression. It seemed that she had drunk a lot.

"You send him off. I don't accept drunks here."

It's not easy for Lu Junxi to carry Leng Youchen up. He's sweating hard at the moment. He puts Leng Youchen into her arms regardless of March 21. "Third sister-in-law, you're his wife. You don't take him in. Who takes him in? Help him in. You two will stop making trouble and let others worry about it."

A momentum rushed towards Wei Anning. She conditionally stretched out her hand and hugged the man's strong waist. Her body was knocked back a few steps before she barely stabilized and didn't fall to the ground.

The nose is haunted by the smell of wine, mixed with the familiar male smell. Wei Anning's cheeks are red. He wants to push him away, but he holds his waist shamelessly. At that moment, Wei Anning even suspected that he was not drunk at all, just pretending to be crazy.

Lu Jun hoped that her thin head was almost crushed by Leng Youchen's tall body. He hurriedly helped her to the bedside, and then threw him on the bed.

The two stood by the bed, gasping for breath. Lu Junxi sat on the bench in front of the bed, "but I'm tired. My old waist."

Before he finished, he felt someone kicking him. He turned his head and looked. Leng Youchen had opened his eyes and winked at him, as if to let him roll away quickly.