Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning said, "you're unreasonable. It's Lu Junxi who wants to marry. How can I break a marriage?"

"Someone said that fate is destined to be good. Somewhere, there is a hand of fate that ties unknown people together, knows each other, loves each other and stays with each other for a lifetime. If they have no fate, how can they meet? Since there is fate, what is it if you don't break up a marriage? "

Wei Anning was completely confused by him. "What you said and what you said, I was dizzy by you."

Leng Youchen reached out and pinched her face, with a spoiled smile in his eyes, "just to halo you, you won't think so much."

Wei Anning slowly felt a warm current in her heart. Mr. Leng's way of comforting people is really special, but her heart is really much easier. She lay lazily in his arms. "Where are we going now?"

"I went to the club and customized a dress for you. It's still early. If it doesn't fit, the designer can change it on the spot." Leng Youchen bowed his head, pinched her mouth into a chicken's mouth, pecked it lightly, didn't think it was enough, and kissed it deeply.

Straight kiss two people are about to suffocate, he just let go of her, clear and moist eyebrows stained with a smile, looked at her directly, "what's the feeling of empty brain, do you want to do it again?"

Wei Anning reached out to beat him, but he kissed him again.

The driver drove the car and didn't dare to distract himself from looking behind. Today's young people, ah, love is as strong as fire. For a moment, they are as good as conjoined babies, and for a moment, they are as noisy as earth shaking.

The car was parked outside the private club, which was no longer owned by the Song family.

Referring to the Song family, after Song Zhenye was taken away by the economic crime investigation team, he confiscated all his property and was sentenced. After that, song Qingge and Mrs. song disappeared and never saw each other again.

Wei Anning got out of the car and watched the driver take out the wheelchair from the trunk and open it. Then the man pretended to sit up. Her eyes hurt. Obviously, he can walk normally, but he has to sit in a wheelchair. Is this man lame and addicted?

Leng Youchen raised his eyes and saw the disapproval from the bottom of her eyes. He reached out to clasp her hand, strongly propped his fingers into the cracks of his fingers, and tightened his fingers with her. Such an ordinary hand holding action made him feel like a rogue.

"What are you thinking?"

"I wonder when you won't have to use a wheelchair." Wei Anning is also straightforward and doesn't want to hide his thoughts.

Leng Youchen frowned, "do you remember the man who attacked me yesterday?"

Wei Anning nodded.

"So the less people know about what I can stand up, the better."

Wei Anning looked at him blankly. "Is there a connection between the two? If you can stand up, they will not dare to act rashly. "

Leng Youchen was helpless, "madam, only when the person who attacked me is determined, will there be no worries behind me."

"Oh."

Walking into the private club, the waiter immediately greeted Wei Anning. After saying hello, he took Wei Anning to make up. Leng Youchen followed him in. When he saw the makeup artist painting Wei Anning with makeup and eyebrows, he said, "I'll come."

The makeup artist was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and handed the eyebrow box to Leng Youchen. "San Shao, you have a good relationship with San Shao grandma. It's really enviable."

Leng Youchen hooked his lips and looked at Wei Anning with an eyebrow, but saw her staring at his hand with a wary face, "Leng Youchen, won't you draw my eyebrow into a crayon Xiaoxin?"

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