Mysterious husband always comes late at night

He reached out and held her in his arms. His voice was low and hoarse. "It hurts, madam. In fact, you can be capricious and pampered. It doesn't matter. "

Wei Anning leaned in his arms and smelled the reassuring male breath on him. She slowly raised her lips, "no, I don't want to be a thorny rose, I want to be a gentle Jieyu flower."

"Leng Youchen, do you know? I can participate in this design. Even if I do chores and errands, I feel I am needed, so I won't give up before bidding. "

"By the way, I'll show you my design later. Even designer Zhang said I had made progress."

Leng Youchen touched her head and took her hand out of the elevator. The car stopped outside the door. Leng Youchen pulled her into the car. Wei Anning took out the design drawing and handed it to Leng Youchen, "you see, this is the design drawing I drew."

Leng Youchen took it over and looked at the dreamy design in his hand through the dim light from the street lamp. He had a resonance in his heart, "did you draw this?"

"Yes, what do you think?" Wei Anning looked at him carefully and saw that he didn't speak. She added, "I know that the design drawing is too romantic and dreamy. A businessman who pays heavy profits like you will certainly not adopt it." Wei Anning brushed his lips.

In fact, she can understand that after all, it is an investment of nearly 10 billion yuan. If it is not done well, it will turn the global center into an empty city. At that time, the money will be wasted, that is, ordinary people lose 100 yuan and still feel distressed for a long time, not to mention 10 billion yuan.

Therefore, he and the talents of the board of directors will pay so much attention to this project.

Leng Youchen rubbed her hair, didn't say much, put the design draft away and put it in his pocket.

Wei Anning looked at his movements and said, "don't pay me back?"

"Well, keep it as a souvenir." Leng Youchen smiled, "if you look at this design again in ten years, you won't scold me as a profitable businessman."

However, after ten years, Wei Anning saw the global center based on her design on the aerial photos. At that time, the people around her were not the original ones.

Wei Anning snorted, "who doesn't have a black history."

Leng Youchen chuckled, but did not refute.

Back at the villa, Wei Anning went upstairs with his backpack. Leng Youchen answered a phone call and went to the study to deal with business. When it was done, he looked up a little. He reached out to touch the cigarette, but found her childish design.

He stared at it for a while. Suddenly, his mind was like a spring. He took a clean rice paper, held it down with a paperweight, and then began to draw a rough design.

He didn't draw for a long time, but he didn't have a hand at all. If there was a spirit in his pen, a simple diagram came out soon.

He painted all night until dawn. He put down his pen, rubbed his sore neck and looked at this magnificent design. He has always been in pursuit of perfection, but he is not very satisfied.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. He was not in a hurry to modify it. Instead, he rolled up the picture, stuffed it into the painting barrel, and then walked away from the study.

Back in the bedroom, his little woman lay on her back and slept. He smiled, kicked her slippers, climbed into bed, hugged her in his arms and kissed her sweet and soft lips. Then he fell into a sweet dream.