Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning likes reading and forgetting himself. He doesn't even notice when it's time for dinner.

The maid came and invited them to dinner. Leng Youchen motioned her to keep quiet and didn't disturb Wei Anning. When he went out, he conveniently turned on the gorgeous crystal chandelier in the small living room, so as not to hurt his eyes when the sky darkened later.

Leng Youchen went downstairs.

In front of the French window of the downstairs living room, Leng Yanbai stood with his hands on his back, tall and straight, like a Zhilan Yushu. Hearing the footsteps behind him, he slowly turned around, his eyes fell on the maid behind Leng Youchen, and his face was suddenly lonely.

Is she still angry? So now you can't even hide your face?

Leng Youchen stopped at the entrance of the living room and looked at him coolly. A touch of sarcasm flashed in the deep and quiet Phoenix eyes. His thin lips slightly hooked and his language spoiled him. "It's still quiet. Like a little lazy pig, I can't call it. I really can't take her."

Leng Yanbai's eyebrows suddenly had a fierce look. He stared at Leng Youchen. His proud and provocative eyes deeply stimulated him. His hands hanging on his side involuntarily clenched into fists, and his thin lips closed into a straight line. "Since she's tired, let her rest."

Leng Youchen frowned slightly and said to himself, "it's my fault that she shouldn't be tired. It's inevitable for newly married people to let the second brother see jokes."

He spoke vaguely and looked with the sweetness of his wedding. That appearance fell into Leng Yanbai's eyes and was dazzling. At first, how could he be soft hearted and didn't kill him directly, so that he still has the opportunity to be a demon and stab him in the heart.

His veins burst on the fist hanging on his side. He was so angry at the thought of what they were doing in the room just now. Silence would not do this to him. She must have been forced by Leng Youchen.

Leng Yanbai looked at Leng Youchen with a gloomy and fierce look. He seemed to smile. There was no temperature in his eyes. He said harshly: "the third brother should cherish his sick body and don't play bad."

"How? Quiet, gentle, considerate and active, I'm very satisfied. " Leng Youchen looked like a picture, and every ambiguous word from his thin lips was cruel enough to split the enemy's heart.

He was relieved to see his pain.

Leng Yanbai's whole body was stiff. They stood and sat one by one, looking at each other, and no one lost to anyone. Suddenly, Leng Yanbai gathered his eyes and smiled, and the hostility shrouded around him disappeared in an instant. "In that case, I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years and have a son early."

Leng Youchen sneered, "that's nature. I will convey your blessing to quiet."

Leng Yanbai couldn't hold his breath. He clenched his teeth and didn't attack on the spot. "I don't have any appetite. I won't eat dinner with you."

With that, he turned and left.

Leng Youchen looked at his back thoughtfully. When he went away, he said to the maid on his side, "go and stare at him. If he has any changes, inform me immediately."

The maid took orders and left.

Leng Youchen came to the French window with his wheelchair, looked at the sea and sky line in the distance, and gently rubbed the sapphire with pliers on the wheelchair armrest. Leng Yanbai suddenly relented and promised to release people, which was related to the news he handed out.

Want to use Wei Jing to know the huge treasure hidden on Aisha Island, he dreamed!

He will certainly let him lose his wife and lose his soldiers. He will regret it!