Mysterious husband always comes late at night

The afternoon passed quickly. When it was time to get off work, she said to group leader Zhang Zhen and got off work early. When he came to the president's office, Leng Youchen was processing the documents. He reached out and pointed to the purple packing box on the sofa. "Go to the lounge and change your clothes."

Wei Anning looked down at her white T and jeans. She accepted it gladly.

She put down her backpack, picked up the box and went into the lounge. She opened the box. There was a pink printed skirt in it. She took it up and compared it with her. She couldn't put it down.

She put down her skirt and just took off her T-shirt. There was a sound of footsteps behind her. She quickly picked up her skirt and blocked it in front of her chest. Turning her head, she saw the man leaning against the door and looking at her, "continue."

Wei Anning has a thin skin. Even if they have made out several times, they still feel embarrassed to change their clothes in front of him. "You're out. How can I change them here?"

Leng Youchen hugged his chest with both hands, and his face was eager to try, "do you want me to change it for you?"

"... I'll do it myself." Knowing that she couldn't coax him away, she turned her back to him, then pulled down the zipper of her skirt and put it on quickly. As soon as she zipped the back of her hand, she met a warm big hand.

She withdrew her hand.

Leng Youchen pinched the zipper and slowly pulled it up, covering the snow behind the gorgeous skirt. When his eyes touched the plum blossom birthmark on her butterfly bone, he was dazzled.

He remembered that every time he kissed her back, the red plum blossom would bloom. He even smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms in the air, so charming.

Wei Anning suddenly felt that her back was hot. She turned her head and saw the scene reflected in the mirror. The man slightly bent down and kissed her back. Her cheeks were hot. She walked forward a few steps and avoided his kiss.

She turned and stared at him. "She took the opportunity to despise me again."

Leng Youchen stood up straight, put his hand into his trousers pocket and said with a smile, "woman, I love you."

Wei Anning's heart throbbed for no reason. "You go out and wait. Don't make trouble here."

Leng Youchen didn't flirt with her anymore and turned away.

Wei Anning quickly zipped up, took off his pants, put on the middle heel sandals he prepared, looked in the mirror, and was very satisfied with the skirt Leng Youchen prepared, so he went out of the lounge.

Leng Youchen leaned on the back of the sofa and helplessly played with the lighter. He heard the sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground getting closer and closer. He looked up and was suddenly caught by the little woman in front of him.

The pink Printed Dress lined her skin better than snow. Her slim waist was unbearable. With a grip, her black and white eyes looked at him uneasily and asked him nervously, "how is it? Is it nice?"

Leng Youchen stood up, walked straight towards her, stood beside her, and stared at her with deep Phoenix eyes, "beautiful, very beautiful."

Wei Anning grinned and was praised by his beloved. It always makes people very happy. Then the next second, he heard him mutter, "it's just that the lip color is too light and needs some color."

Wei Anning just wanted to say that she had lipstick, so he held her lips and kissed her wantonly. She took a breath and was dazed by his kiss. She just felt that her lips were getting hotter and hotter.

His breath was hot, manly and with a faint smell of tobacco. She was infatuated with everything.

I don't know how long it took, he finally let go of her panting. His fingers rubbed her already red and swollen lips and stared at her rosy cheeks. It seemed that he was finally satisfied, "now enough."