Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning doesn't open his eyes. He doesn't dare to look at his clear and quiet eyes. He is afraid that those thoughts in his heart will be seen by him. She lowered her eyes and stared at his intact legs, her voice repressed, "nothing."

Leng Youchen looked at her, but it didn't look like nothing. He pinched her chin with his fingers and forced her to face him again. There was more coaxing in his voice, "madam, tell me what you think now."

Wei Anning's eyes dodged. A moment later, her eyes fixed on his face, vaguely stubborn, as if she had finally made up her mind and asked the question she had been hiding in her heart.

"At that time, you saw me and hated me. Why did you finally..."

She has been puzzled. There are many ways to retaliate. If Leng Youchen really hates Wei Jingjing, how can he deliberately invade her and eat marrow and know her at first sight.

What deeply bothered her was that she thought that Leng Youchen hated Wei Jingjing because of love, so she changed her two identities to torture her. He can't accept himself when he is cruel to her and good to her.

Leng Youchen stared into her eyes. There were many emotions in it. He could not fully understand it, but he already understood what she wanted to express before she finished.

"In fact, the moment I saw you, I was fascinated by you."

"I don't want to expose the darkest side of my personality in front of you. If that makes you doubt, it's not what I want."

"Madam, if that night was really quiet, someone else would be waiting on her."

A chill rose from the soles of her feet. Wei Anning didn't expect that Leng Youchen had such an idea. She looked at him in confusion. Her voice was a little dry and her brain was buzzing.

If Leng Youchen doesn't change her mind, she

Dare not think!

"Then why did you change the original plan?" Wei Anning heard himself asking, and his voice was scattered in the spring breeze, shaking out of shape.

Leng Youchen's Phoenix eyes darkened for a moment. With deep hatred, he finally wanted to personally drag the woman who dared to destroy his life into hell and let her taste what life is better than death.

But when he stepped into the wedding room, he saw the woman lying on the happy bed, but there was no imagined disgust. Her cheeks were crimson, she rubbed on the pillow, her sweat was thick, and her cherry like mouth escaped with a groan.

"It's so hot..."

"So itchy..."

Her nightdress as thin as a cicada's wing shows her exquisite curve, her skin is delicate and white, and the glittering sweat is even more attractive under the halo yellow light.

At that moment, his throat was dry and his body swelled with pain. He even felt incredible that he was provoked by a woman who hated his bones.

He was always cold hearted. At the age of 15, he ran into his mother having an affair with a strange man in bed. After that, he had an inexplicable resistance to the relationship between men and women.

When a woman approaches him, he feels dirty. At that time, he was teased by Lu Junxi. He was a psychological cleanliness mania.

He remembered that at the age of 18, Lu Junxi and his brothers gave him a big gift and stuffed women into his bed. He came out after washing, opened the quilt and saw the naked woman. He only felt disgusted.

Without another look, he turned and left.

However, the woman was not a fuel-efficient lamp. She took the initiative to tease him and seduce him.