Mysterious husband always comes late at night

The plane took off and soared into the sky. Wei Anning closed her eyes and strongly supported the discomfort caused by the turbulence. After a while, the plane stabilized. She opened her eyes and subconsciously turned her head to look at the man on her side.

"Mr. Leng, what are we doing in Birmingham?" Wei Anning fainted yesterday afternoon and didn't attend the meeting. He didn't know what was said at the meeting. When he left the company just now, he forgot to ask Xiaoyu.

Leng Youchen closed his eyes and kept quiet for a long time. Wei Anning thought he wouldn't answer her stupid question, but he suddenly said, "you don't know anything. You dare to get on the plane with me. Aren't you afraid I'll sell you?"

Wei Anning heard that he was joking. She smiled, "it's not worth selling me."

The man finally opened his eyes and looked at her. In Feng's eyes flowed the brilliance she couldn't understand. For a long time, he said, "it's really not worth money."

"..." Wei Anning thinks he is a living person who destroys the atmosphere. It seems that he has just been harmonious. He can restore the freezing point of the atmosphere in a word or two.

"Worth your life!" The man suddenly added.

Wei Anning was stunned and looked again. He closed his eyes again. There was a touch of fatigue on his white face. She didn't speak anymore and looked at him quietly.

She had many questions in her mind to ask him how he survived and where he had been in the past five years. Since he was alive, why had he never come to her? Does he still hate her?

But with their current relationship, she would only humiliate herself if she asked these questions.

She looked for a while before she looked away. His even breathing sound came from her ears. It seemed that she was really tired. A flight attendant came over. Before she made a sound, Wei Anning put her finger to her lips and motioned for her to keep silent.

Then she whispered, "please bring me a thin blanket and a glass of boiled water."

"Wait a minute." The flight attendant took a thin blanket and Wei Anning unfolded it, gently draped it over Leng Youchen, then took the boiled water handed over by the flight attendant and thanked him.

The flight attendant smiled and continued to serve the next passenger. Wei Anning held a paper cup and looked at Leng Youchen while drinking water. He didn't know whether it was because he didn't sleep well or for some reason. His eyebrows were wrinkled tightly and his thin lips were in a straight line.

Wei Anning looked at him and wanted to stretch out her hand to smooth the wrinkles between his eyebrows, but thinking of his indifference when he was awake, she couldn't summon up the courage to comply with the desire in her heart for a long time.

Suddenly, Leng Youchen began to talk nonsense.

Wei Anning pricked up her ears and listened. He was a little far away. His voice was blurred. She couldn't hear clearly. She put her ears close to him, and most of her body was almost pressed on him. His voice whispered in her ear.

"Anning, Wei Anning... Where are you... Why can't I find you..."

Wei Anning's heart surged and his eyes widened in disbelief. He called her name in his dream. It was no longer a deliberately disguised indifference, but a deep love and emotion.

She held his hand excitedly, tears flashing in her eyes, "Leng Youchen, I'm here, I'm right in front of you."

At last, the voice was choking.

Leng Youchen suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her for a moment. There was a touch of weakness and sadness in the Dark Phoenix's eyes. He suddenly pinched her chin and kissed her hard.

"Well." Wei Anning's scalp is numb, and her heart beats inexplicably. The man's facial features are enlarged in front of her, which is particularly blurred. She looked into the man's eyes, but she can't see her own existence.

He's still in a dream. He's not awake!