Mysterious husband always comes late at night

At the moment when the four eyes were opposite, a dark awn flashed in the long and narrow Phoenix eyes. In a moment, it was calm, so fast that Wei Anning had no time to see it clearly.

Wei Anning blinked. The man in the wheelchair glanced back and forth with the photos on the wall for several times before he asked, "are you the third young master?"

The man in front of him is handsome, cold and noble, which is rare in the world. But the skin is too pale and looks like a sick seedling. It seems that it will hang up at any time.

She had suspected that the third young master was the abnormal masked man last night. Now it seems that their temperament is not like at all. Only a pair of narrow Phoenix eyes show a sense of deja vu.

Leng Youchen nodded. His voice was weak. He clenched his fist against his lips and coughed a few times. There was a sick blush on Jun's face, "quiet, don't you know me just after we had our wedding? I'm your husband, Leng Youchen. "

Wei Anning took a smoke from the corner of her mouth. Before that, she had never seen him. How do you know him?

"I really don't know you, because I'm not Wei Jingjing. My name is Wei Anning. I'm a freshman at London University. I don't know why I'm here. Please let me leave."

Leng Youchen lowered his eyelids and looked very poor. "You still dislike me, don't you?"

"No, no, no!" Wei Anning blushed with anxiety. "You misunderstood me. I'm really not Wei Jingjing."

Leng Youchen raised his finger to the wedding photo on the wall, "quiet, that's your photo. Look, you don't even know yourself?"

"How can I prove to you that I'm not Wei Jing?" Wei Anning looked at him, helpless. Suddenly, she had an idea, turned around, pulled down the zipper of the small dress with her back hand, revealed the beautiful butterfly bone, and a budding red plum jumped on it.

She pointed the position of the butterfly bone and said, "do you see this plum blossom? It has followed me since I can remember. It can prove that I am not a guardian. "

"Be quiet, stop it." Leng Youchen's eyes flashed. His eyes were as ferocious as wolves. It seemed that he would rush up and tear her in the next second. He slightly lowered his eyelids, suppressed the surging desire at the bottom of his eyes, and said lonely: "if you really mind, I, I can meet you."

Leng Youchen tried to stand up with a wheelchair. He coughed violently. He coughed so much that his face turned red, but he still refused to give up. It seemed that he wanted to stand up and walk to the bedside to give her a gift from the Duke of Zhou.

Wei Anning quickly zipped up, rushed to press him back into his wheelchair, and then poured a cup of warm boiled water to his mouth. "Drink some water. I really don't dislike you. What should I say? In fact, I don't know why I'm here, but I'm really not Wei Jing."

Leng Youchen drank a few salivas before he reluctantly stopped coughing. He said in a warm voice, "quiet, you already have a plum blossom on your body, right on the butterfly bone. You also said that it must have been left in your last life, in order to meet your lover in this life."

Wei Anning suddenly opened her eyes, and a chill jumped up from the heart of her feet. Her blood was completely cold.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

She is as like as two peas, as like as two peas. The name of the woman is quiet. It is the same as the name of the woman who is quiet. Even the birthmark is exactly the same. She has no memory and is not born again because this body is indeed hers.

So what the hell is going on?