Mysterious husband always comes late at night

As soon as her voice fell, her hand on her neck was taken away by a warm palm and replaced by a strong long finger, gently pressing the sore position.

She looked back in surprise and saw a man standing behind her with four eyes. The bottom of his eyes was more profound than she could understand.

"Why didn't you sleep?"

Leng Youchen didn't speak. He looked for the acupoints with his soft fingers and gently rubbed them.

Wei Anning comfortably closed his eyes and sighed from time to time, "when did you learn to massage? It's so comfortable."

"Is it comfortable?" The man's voice is slightly hoarse, with low temptation.

Wei Anning nodded. "Well, it's so comfortable. You couldn't do this before."

Wei Anning thought about it before. In fact, he used to massage, but his technique was not so good. He never washed his underwear. She blushed slightly at the thought of the underwear hanging in the bathroom.

Leng Youchen lowered his eyelids and looked at her red ear tip. The light shone on it. Her ears were plush and lovely. He asked astringently, "what was I like before?"

Wei Anning was shocked. Subconsciously, she looked back at him and saw a trace of confusion in his eyes. She had a bad feeling in her heart and blurted out, "don't you remember?"

The man's fingers stiffened, "I just don't know what I used to look like in your eyes?"

It was probably that the conversation was very warm at the moment, and he didn't treat her coldly anymore.

Wei Anning turned his head and looked at the drawing. He fell into memories. His heart was full of ups and downs.

"You used to be very overbearing, autocratic, bad and stingy. You like to be jealous and bully people."

Leng Youchen's eyes flashed, "so I'm such a bad person in your eyes."

Wei Anning recovered from her memory. She shook her head, "no, no, no, actually you are very good, and you are also very good to me."

Leng Youchen stopped, took his hands away from her shoulders, took a long step, walked around in front of her, leaned on the desk, and stared at her for a moment, "in that case, why did you leave me?"

His eyes were so sharp that she hardly dared to look at him, and the panic in her heart became more and more intense.

At that time, Leng Youchen was unreasonable, which exhausted her, but what really prompted her to leave was the night he spent with Wei Jing. She didn't even dare to find him to prove it. She ran away like a coward.

Wei Anning lowered her head, avoided his sharp eyes and saw the electronic clock on the desk. It was already nine o'clock. She said, "don't say that. Let's go down to dinner."

As soon as Wei Anning got up, he was forced back to his chair by Leng Youchen. His handsome face approached and looked straight into the bottom of her eyes, as if to see through her.

"Is it because of Gong Ting?"

His breath was approaching, and her breath was suddenly disordered. She looked at him hastily, "Leng Youchen, the separation between us has never been because of Gong ting."

"Why is that?" The man's voice was aggressive.

Wei Anning saw a mist in front of her eyes. She stubbornly turned to the beginning, "what's the point of saying this now? Go to dinner. I'm really hungry. "

She brushed his hand on her shoulder, got up, picked up her bag and door card, and hurried out of the business suite.

Away from him, her breathing was smooth, but her heart began to ache again.

Leng Youchen hung his hands on his side and watched her hurry out of the suite. He shook his fist and strode to catch up.