Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning stared at him in embarrassment. His legs shrank back, but he couldn't move. She was annoyed, "let go."

Hearing the speech, the man opened his legs, and her legs slipped out. Finally, she took the opportunity to kick him. I don't know where to kick him. Just listen to his stuffy hum, and the whole handsome face changed color.

Wei Anning turned to see him curled up in the quilt, hissing and gasping for air. It didn't seem like a play. She was surprised to think that the soles of her feet seemed to touch something soft just now. Shouldn't she kick him?

"Leng Youchen, are you okay?"

Leng Youchen endured the most painful force, and his forehead was pumping. His wife was very cruel. If he hadn't let him, he was afraid... He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist, pulled it hard, and Wei Anning threw himself on him.

The next second, the sky turned dizzy in front of her. She was pressed back by the man. The faint smell of tobacco mixed with the smell of male hormones came to her nose. She was a little dizzy. There was a man's voice gnashing his teeth in her ear, "little thing, you really have to go and kick it. Who will give you the sexual blessing for the rest of your life?"

Wei Anning's ear tip was hot, and he was pressed out of breath. "You go down, it's so heavy."

"No, I have to check whether it is broken." Someone shamelessly plays a rascal.

Wei Anning saw his head down. She quickly put her hand over his mouth and shouted discontentedly, "you didn't brush your teeth."

The man's eyes were slightly stunned, and then Feng's eyes narrowed dangerously, "do you dislike it?"

Wei Anning doesn't dislike that he didn't brush his teeth, but he repaired it hard last night. She can't lift up her strength now. He wants to do it again. She won't have to get up today.

Leng Youchen took away her hand and made it strong. She took a mouthful on her mouth, and then sat up. The silk slipped down, and the gauze on his chest seeped blood.

Wei Anning quickly sat up and looked nervously at his injury. "Leng Youchen, your wound is bleeding. I'll get the medicine box and have to deal with it."

As soon as she was about to turn over and get out of bed, she was dragged back by the man, "go wash, I'll go myself."

Wei Anning stared at his back and couldn't help smiling. If she had known that she would be so happy to make up with him, she shouldn't have been uncomfortable for so many days.

She got up to wash, changed her clothes and came out. She saw the light flashing on the mobile phone. She picked up the mobile phone and unlocked it. She saw the missed call on it last night.

At that time, she was entangled by Leng Youchen. Later, she forgot that someone called.

As she walked out of the master bedroom, she called back. The phone was connected. Yan Nanfei's hoarse voice came from that end, with unspeakable sadness, "peace, I'm getting married."

"What?" Wei Anning can't believe his ears.

"The Lu family came to propose marriage and asked me to marry by name. In order to cover up their sexual orientation, Lu Junxi bastard asked me to marry him. Have I been unlucky for eight years?" Yan Nanfei was so angry that he scolded there.

She didn't want to marry, but she couldn't refute her mother's pressure on her.

Because over the years, uncle Jiang regarded her as her own. She was not as miserable as the stepdaughter in the novel. There were a bunch of sisters who bullied her. Her life was like a princess. Why didn't she repay uncle Jiang's upbringing?

Wei Anning couldn't figure it out. "Nanfei, I can't say it clearly on the phone. I'll see you at school."