Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning recognized the coldness in his tone and frowned. How did he go out to see a snow? His attitude became cold again, and the irony was stronger.

"Leng Youchen..."

"Reciprocity. I washed it last night. You should wash it tonight. Do you want to cheat?" Leng Youchen stared at her quietly. The ice pillar in her eyes was about to freeze her.

She pursed her lips and looked down at her shadow. "I don't want to cheat."

"Then trouble the palace designer." The man looked back and said coldly.

Wei Anning shrank back and stood in front of the mirror, staring at his canthus in the mirror. Why should she be so counselled in front of him?

Obviously, she still refuses to find a room to move out after getting along so hard. It's really self abuse.

After washing, she went to the clothes basket and saw a pair of black bullet underpants lying quietly inside. Her cheeks burned immediately. She looked away and saw the underwear hanging on the shelf. She didn't know what to say.

She was distracted by him last night and completely forgot to go back to the bathroom to pack her underwear. When she thought of his fingers touching her underwear, she had a strange feeling fermenting in her heart.

She bent over and took her index finger to pick up her bullet panties.

I haven't seen him for five years. Unexpectedly, his taste is the same as before. He still likes to wear this kind of elephant trunk sexy underwear.

Looking at this thing, Wei Anning was about to spray nosebleed. She patted her hot cheek, turned to the pool, opened the hot water to wet her underwear and tried not to touch it.

She knew she was so pretentious that she hadn't washed him before, but she just felt embarrassed.

Suddenly a cold male voice came from behind, "did you wash yourself like this?"

Wei Anning was startled. He quickly looked back and saw the man standing tall and straight behind her in his bathrobe. The light shone from the oblique rear, and his strong figure shrouded her.

He stood in the back light. She couldn't see his face clearly, but there was a faint element of ridicule.

She pursed her lips, turned around and muttered, "are you silent when you walk? Scare me."

The man took a long leg and walked in front of her. The clear male breath wrapped her in an instant. Her heart beat uncontrollably and made a step aside subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, she let one step, and he approached one step.

Until he locked her in the corner of the washbasin and the wall, he whispered, "Anning palace, did you live with men and women when you were on business with others?"

Wei Anning suddenly looked up at him.

"Did he wash your underwear? If you are lonely at night, will he warm your bed? " Every question of the man seemed to cut her heart, and her face became more and more pale.

"Leng Youchen, you..."

Leng Youchen looked very cold and cold, as if with a smile, "you are really a very casual woman."

Wei Anning was very angry and retorted, "why do you say that about me? You said it was you who wanted to live in the same room. Why did you humiliate me? "

"You didn't refuse."

Wei Anning's face was pale. She suddenly pushed him away, stumbled out of the bathroom, came to the suitcase, opened it and threw all her belongings in.

She was so angry that her eyes were red and her things fell crackling. Then she closed the suitcase and locked it. She went to roll up the drawings and put them in the painting barrel. She packed her things. She carried the painting barrel on her back and dragged the suitcase to the door.