Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen's Phoenix eyes were black and stared at her like a flower smile. His heart moved and suddenly bent down and picked her up with one arm.

Wei Anning was shocked. His legs clamped his waist, and his hands firmly hugged his neck for fear of falling down. She looked up at his handsome face and said, "what are you doing?"

There was a meaningful smile in the man's eyes, "I want you."

Wei Anning's ear tip was hot and avoided his particularly dark eyes. The next second, he put it on his desk. As soon as he swept his long arm, he swept the things on the table to the ground, making a crackling sound.

And he moved like a beast, and his tall body squeezed between her legs.

Wei Anning was flushed with shame and her heart beat faster by his Meng Lang's move. She put her hands on her side so that she wouldn't fall back. As soon as she looked up, she was kissed by him.

He put one palm on the back of her head and the other hand on her small waist, acting directly and domineering.

"Leng Youchen..." Wei Anning's voice escaped from their fitting lips, adding a touch of hoarseness. "Someone will come in, come on."

"They dare not." Leng Youchen kissed harder and finally kissed her and hugged her as a single man. Coupled with the office, which has always stimulated men's hormones, he was so excited that he just wanted to kill her.

Wei Anning's arms supporting her body were weak, and the whole person fell back. The man's strong body pressed up and teased her lips and teeth, looking particularly excited.

She no longer resisted, gave herself to him completely, and fell into the love and desire he created.

In the dark lounge, Leng Youchen held her in his arms, and his big hand swam on her silky back. Wei Anning lies on his strong chest and moves his fingers playfully.

I'm very tired, but I can't sleep.

The man smoked slowly, and the smell of nicotine soothed her restless soul. In fact, she didn't like the smell of smoke before, but when she saw Leng Youchen smoking, she always felt very charming and didn't hate the smell.

"Why did she agree to divorce?"

Leng Youchen drooped his eyes, his eyes were quiet and sharp, "I probably think it's meaningless to have a marriage certificate."

The man's voice is low and dumb, with a hint of laziness. Although he threatened Wei Jingjing, with her character of death and signed the marriage certificate as he wanted, he always felt that it was going too smoothly.

She didn't even mention compensation.

Wei Anning nodded. Wei Anning never did anything meaningless. Perhaps it was because her marriage to Leng Youchen had made her unprofitable, so she signed.

Anyway, Leng Youchen has nothing to do with Wei Jingjing, and she is very happy.

"What about you? When will you marry me?" Leng Youchen suddenly asked her.

Wei Anning was stunned. After a long time, she reflected what he had just said. She looked up at him and saw that he was also looking at her seriously. There was a touch of expectation in her eyes. Her heartbeat was not sluggish. Don't open your eyes. Her fingers walked upstream of his well-defined abdominal muscles, "I, I don't know."

Leng Youchen picked up her chin and forced her to meet his eyes, "I'm not easy to get back to being single. Don't you want to be my wife worthy of my name?"

I think, Wei Anning said so in her heart, but she is now in Beicheng. She is a person without identity. How can she marry him?