Mysterious husband always comes late at night

The wound hasn't completely healed. She can't take a fragrant petal bath. She can only take a shower, but it's much better than wiping her body with a towel two days ago.

Taking off her clothes, she stood under the flower shower and poured warm hot water from the head. She was so comfortable that she narrowed her eyes and sighed. After taking a bath, she found that she had forgotten to bring her clothes in.

She wanted to go out wearing the clothes she had just taken off, but she found that she had just thrown them directly into the washbasin. The clothes were stained with water and she couldn't wear them anymore.

She had no choice but to dry her body with a towel and go out with a bath towel.

Since she started the cold war with Leng Youchen, Leng Youchen has never returned to the master bedroom. She naturally occupies Nestle. It was broad daylight, and she expected that Leng Youchen would not come back to her room.

So she swaggered into the master bedroom wrapped in a bath towel. She was in a beautiful mood. She hummed a minor and walked around to the cloakroom. However, when the light from the corner of her eye glanced at the wheelchair parked next to the European round bed, she was like a film with a sudden cassette, and all the sounds and actions stopped abruptly.

Leng Youchen sat in a wheelchair and his eyes fell on her.

She was very good at entertaining herself. He ignored her. She didn't want to coax him and completely let him live and die, which completely angered him. It seems that he doesn't do anything to let her have the consciousness of being a wife. She will never learn. If she quarrels, she should be soft to him first.

Well, the proud man just wants her to coax.

But why is it so difficult?

At this time, she was wrapped in a bath towel, which passed through her armpit, revealing her fragrant shoulder and exquisite clavicle. Her figure ratio is very good. A pair of long legs that are too thin under the bath towel are enough to stimulate the surge of men's hormones.

The man's eyes were deep and dark, and quietly slid his wheelchair past.

His action was like waking up the curse of time. Wei Anning reacted, screamed with fear, and quickly grabbed the bath towel and ran to the cloakroom.

When Leng Youchen came to the door, the door panel of the cloakroom slammed in front of him and almost touched his nose. He was so angry that he patted the door panel with his big hand, "guard, be quiet. Open the door for me!"

Wei Anning kept away from the door, stubbornly said, "if you don't open it, don't open it!"

In fact, these days, she wants to go to him to reconcile. But at the thought of what he did to her that night, she was ashamed, angry, embarrassed and thin skinned. She couldn't summon up the courage to find him at all.

"Can you open it?" The man's voice cooled down. Is he a devil? She ran when she saw him?

He finally pulled down to find her. This woman has the ability to drive people crazy.

"Don't open it, don't open it!" Wei Anning stares at the door. The man outside the door is a big gray wolf who only eats people and doesn't spit bones. She's not so stupid to let him in.

Suddenly there was no sound outside the door. She frowned, walked over and stuck her ear to the door. She didn't hear any sound outside. She was relieved. Has he gone?

She turned to get her clothes. A few days ago, the housekeeper sent the latest spring and summer models of Gucci and Prada, as well as her drooling satin slippers. They are lovers of the same series as Leng Youchen's.

The new skirt is relatively clean and quiet, and the clothes are more conservative. She has no psychological obstacles when she wears clothes.

She picked up a cotton knee length skirt and just untied her bath towel. There was a clear sound of the key turning the lock hole in the room. She turned and looked at it. Leng Youchen appeared in front of the open door with a key in her hand.