Mysterious husband always comes late at night

She sat up, pulled the quilt to cover her upper body, and her eyes were a little confused. "I, I want to investigate you again to see if you are worth my life?"

Leng Youchen's dark eyes looked down at her, took a cigarette and spit a cigarette ring on her face. She coughed and stared at him angrily.

"It seems that someone is not very satisfied with my boyfriend's strength. I have to keep trying." He twisted out the smoke, and his thin lips with a strong smell of nicotine held her lips and pressed her back into bed.

Wei Anning smiled and hid aside. However, the man could not give her a chance to escape. He kissed her and said, "do you want to investigate?"

"Leng Youchen, don't come." She was tickled by his breath and cried in a charming voice.

The man turned over and pressed up. He saw her hide while laughing, and his eyebrows were also stained with a smile. He easily pressed her arms on the pillow with his hands. "Little villain, don't you want to investigate me? Let you experience what is amazing combat effectiveness first."

"Well, I don't want to examine this aspect, I want to examine others." Wei Anning stared at him with a red face. This man usually looked very serious and cold. When he met her, he was bad, ruffian and rogue.

"You have to commit yourself to life. Naturally, I want to ensure that you can get sexual blessing all your life." The man deliberately distorted her words, pasted them on her red ears and whispered, "madam, you are 21 and I am 26. After 50 years, I can still keep you from getting out of bed."

Wei Anning was ashamed and angry. "Leng Youchen, you rascal."

"A man who is not a rascal is not a good man."

“……”

That afternoon, the two hid in the lounge and whispered until night fell. Wei Anning fell asleep. She had to admit that Leng Youchen's combat effectiveness was amazing.

After Leng Youchen coaxed her to sleep, he got up, dressed and went out to continue working. In the afternoon, we have to make up for the lost progress.

In the quiet office, the man turned over the documents. His slender white long finger suddenly gave a meal. He looked back at the empty lounge door. His eyebrows frowned. He didn't miss it. When he asked her when she would marry him, the sadness flashed in his eyes.

He picked up his cell phone and made a call.

After a while, Li Dong appeared in the office, "San Shao, are you looking for me?"

"Li Dong, call the director of Beicheng Public Security Bureau and ask him to have lunch tomorrow. Also, make an immigration information for his wife." Now, he has nothing to do with Wei Jingjing, so he must never let his wife use her identity information again.

Britain erased his wife's identity, so he made a new record for her in Beicheng.

"Yes, I'll do it right away." Li Dong turned and walked out quickly.

The office was quiet again, and Leng Youchen sat back in his chair. It was his thoughtlessness, otherwise it would have been done long ago.

In the lounge, Wei Anning half fell asleep on the pillow. She didn't sleep well. Her eyebrows wrinkled with several folds, sweat oozed from her smooth forehead, her lips moved, and her voice continued, "don't... don't..."

In the dream, she and Leng Youchen were climbing rocks. The steep peaks seemed to be out of sight, but below were steep cliffs, which were extremely dangerous. The safety rope on Leng Youchen's body is only a little ground by a sharpened stone. It seems that it will break and fall down in the next second.

She tried desperately to get close to him, but she couldn't get close anyway.