Mysterious husband always comes late at night

That morning, on the indoor basketball court, Jiang Yang repeatedly taught Wei Anning how to dribble and pitch. Wei Anning has no sports cells. When he was in Britain, it was very good to participate in Masson to test his willpower.

Therefore, after studying all morning, I was so tired that I was panting, but I still didn't throw a ball.

She watched sadly as the basketball fell out of the frame again. "I'm probably the stupidest student."

Jiang Yang shook his head with a smile and picked up the ball. He saw her sitting on the ground and acting rashly. He sat down more than ten centimeters away from her. "Let's have a rest."

Wei Anning glanced at him, then lay on his back and breathed a long breath, "why am I so stupid that I can't throw a ball."

Jiang Yang looked at her. She was lying on the ground with her chest undulating. I didn't know when to untie two shirt buttons, revealing the ambiguous kiss marks on her neck. He stabbed his eyes and subconsciously turned to the beginning.

After a while, he couldn't help turning back. The more he looked, the darker the flame in his eyes, the more boiling it burned.

Maybe even Wei Anning didn't realize how tempting it was to fall into Jiang Yang's eyes. After a while, she sat up from the ground. Jiang Yang had looked away and her Adam's apple swallowed frequently.

Then that night, Jiang Yang had a dream, which was full of obsession with Wei Anning.

Until many years later, Jiang Yang married and had children. He still remembered that the girl of his dream lay in front of him on the basketball court that morning.

If he has a moment of the misbehavior, he can get her.

However, after all, she didn't want to see the kindness in her eyes turn into deep disgust and hostility.

But in the end, he still screwed up all this, so that they met on the street, but they were not even strangers.

Wei Anning stood up, patted the ash on her pants, raised her wrist and looked at her watch. It was already 11:30. She looked at Jiang Yang and said, "come on, I'll invite you to dinner."

The sun came down and shone on Jiang Yang. There was a thin red on the tip of his ears. He stood up as if nothing had happened, "OK."

Wei Anning watched his back disappear into the men's dressing room. She looked down and found that the collar button was untied. She quickly buttoned it up, went to the audience to get her backpack and waited for him outside the basketball hall.

After a while, Jiang Yang came out dressed up. He took his backpack and went to the school gate.

When they came to the Sichuan restaurant outside the school, they found a seat by the window. At present, there are not many people in the Sichuan restaurant. When class is over, it is almost full every day.

Jiang Yang ordered three dishes and one soup. When waiting for the dishes, Wei Anning put his chin on his hand and looked at Jiang Yang, "Nanfei didn't come to class today?"

"Yes." Jiang Yang's trimmed fingers hold a dark tea cup, which makes his fingers white and beautiful. He sipped his tea and his eyes fell on Wei Anning's face opposite. "Anning, I'm going to enter Jiang's internship. I'm afraid I don't have much time to come to school in the future."

Wei Anning was stunned, "so..."

"Today's meal will be regarded as your farewell party for me."

Wei Anning suddenly felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. They are freshmen. However, has the parting begun? In a moment, she picked up the teacup and touched him, "OK, farewell for you!"

Jiang Yang's eyes were tight. He closed his eyes slightly, covered the surging emotion in his eyes, and smiled.