Mysterious husband always comes late at night

That afternoon, Wei Anning was copying materials in front of the copier. Her mobile phone rang. She picked up her mobile phone and saw that it was sent by Leng Youchen. She looked up and saw Leng Youchen standing outside the glass door.

She smiled, pointed to the information in her hand, and then sent it back to several designers after copying. Then she sneaked out, "what's the matter with me?"

She could see that Leng Youchen was very happy, with a smile between her eyebrows and eyes.

He pulled her hand, then ignored the comings and goings of his subordinates and took her into the president's office. The swelling joy in her heart needs her to share.

As soon as the door closed, he pressed her on the door panel. As soon as she raised her head, the man's sexy thin lips pressed down eagerly and strongly.

The smell of fresh tobacco, mixed with men's unique hormones, overbearing shrouded her, and her heart beat wildly without knowing how.

Not that I haven't been kissed like this, but my breathing is messy.

He kissed very quickly, and each time it seemed to suck away her soul. She gasped, and her stiff hand slowly lifted up, fell on his waist and hugged him. He seemed more excited and kissed harder.

The lips and teeth were grinding, and her legs were soft. If he hadn't put his arms around her waist, I'm afraid she would have slipped to the ground, which would be too deadly.

For a long time, he let go of her lips. He hung his eyes, looked at her red and swollen lips ravaged by him, and smiled, "madam, I'm so happy, you know?"

Wei Anning was a little confused. "What are you happy about?"

Leng Youchen gently rubbed her red and swollen lips with his thumb. Without saying a word, he kissed again. It was more lingering and intense than just now. Wei Anning was soft and finally hung on his arm.

He picked her up horizontally, kissed her and came to the sofa. Then they fell on the sofa together, and the atmosphere in the office gradually got out of control.

Wei Anning slightly opened his eyes and stared at him. Leng Youchen bit her lip, then let her go and stared at her.

A touch of blue in her eyes became more and more profound and beautiful. He had noticed it before, but he thought he was wrong at that time, because her facial features were not as profound as those of foreigners and were very exquisite as those of Oriental women.

"Madam, I will belong to you completely in the future." Leng Youchen fell in love. His lustful voice was hoarse and charming.

Wei Anning was stunned, didn't understand, and looked at him blankly.

Leng Youchen couldn't suppress his joy. He nodded on her red and swollen lips, "really stupid."

He got up, quickly went to his desk, picked up a document, went back to the sofa and handed it to her, "madam, I'm free."

Wei Anning stared at the document in front of her. The five characters of the divorce agreement on it burned her eyes red. She looked at him unbelievably. Leng Youchen nodded to her encouragement, "open it and have a look."

Wei Anning took it over, opened the document and looked at it quickly. His eyes were fixed on the steel seal of the last court. Leng Youchen divorced. From then on, there was no sign of Wei Jingjing on him.

Her heart was burning, her fingers rubbed the steel seal, and her soul was throbbing, "Congratulations, Mr. Leng, you are finally free."

It turned out that he always knew what she was worried about. He silently cleared all obstacles for her to let her stay with him without scruples. How can she live up to such strong love?