Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Men who have been hungry for a long time have amazing explosive power. This night, Wei Anning begged several times, but he didn't stop. He tried almost every place except the bed.

Finally, he could stand up in front of his wife and have sex with her. He was very excited. He tossed until the second half of the night. She cried hoarse, so he wouldn't let her go.

Clean her up and put her back in bed. She almost sleeps as soon as she touches the pillow. She can't even care about her hunger.

The man lovingly kissed her forehead, sat at the head of the bed, physically and mentally satisfied, but looked at her quiet sleeping face, but he couldn't sleep. He lit a cigarette, light white smoke, spitting out from the slightly open sexy thin lips.

The man's eyes were complex. For a long time, he put out the cigarette, threw it into the ashtray, turned off the light, lay down, and hugged the sleepy little woman into his arms, as if his heart was complete.

At the moment, in the private manor near the suburbs in the south of the city, Gong Ting stood against the window. He stared at the deep night outside the landing window, and his blue eyes were covered with a layer of fog.

Someone stepped in quickly and stood behind him. "Young master, the microblog incident has alerted Leng Youchen. If he goes on tracing, I'm afraid your identity will be exposed."

Gong Zheng put his hands into his trouser pocket and exuded a careless laziness. He was like a dormant wild leopard. He didn't seem to be aggressive, but when the enemy was careless, he would suddenly bite off each other's neck.

He pursed his lips. "He can't find me. The microblog event is just the beginning of asking him to send his sweetheart to me personally. Don't bother. In addition, what's the matter with the person I asked you to fund?"

The assistant followed Gong ting for many years and was often amazed by him. He carefully avoided his eyes. "She has some skills, but she still needs to be honed. Now she can't pose any threat to Leng Youchen."

"Naturally, once a woman has hatred in her heart, she will do whatever is difficult. Send someone to stare at her. As long as she doesn't hurt my people, I'm happy to go to the theatre." Gong Ting said faintly.

"Yes, one more thing, Wei Jingjing sold off Wei's enterprise and re registered the company overseas. Recently, he has close contact with the partners of Dior group. It seems that he is working for the company's self-interest under the banner of the president's wife of Dior group. Shall we..."

Gong Ting turned around, stepped into the European style living room and sat down on the expensive sofa. He said faintly, "she can't lift many storms and let her continue to toss. If Leng Youchen can't even clean up a woman, I will be very disappointed with him."

Only a strong opponent is worth his trouble.

Let these clowns perform on the stage first. Don't the big bosses behind the scenes keep a little mysterious and come out last?

The next morning.

The sun shines through the gap of the curtain and falls on the bed. The light and shadow shook, and Wei Anning's eyelids moved. After a long time, he opened his eyes tired.

She felt as if she was about to fall apart. Her back was sore. The memory of last night poured into her mind. Her cheeks were immediately flushed. Turning her head, she saw the man who did evil last night sleeping on her side.

The foot under the quilt was raised and kicked.

Unexpectedly, the man had already been aware and firmly clamped her leg. He opened his eyes. There was a clear piece in Feng's eyes. There was no sense of sleep. To her clear black eyes, his evil Qi hooked his lips. "Madam, it's a great honor to tease me early in the morning. I'm afraid you can't bear it."