prepare the cake It's so unceremonial. " The wind asked softly."not needed." Ye Zhen Ting poured himself half a glass of red wine."but I didn't even prepare a birthday present." The wind and snow are...however, everything that happened today was so strange that Leng Qianxue was always uneasy, and she always felt that something big was about to happen.

"what are you thinking"

Night Thunder, holding Leng Qianxue's face, leaned over again and tried to kiss her.

"nothing." Leng Qianxue again avoided, "you have a rest, you will be home soon."

somehow, Leng Qianxue's body instinctively refused to be close to him.

although he doesn't seem to be able to pick out any problems from a rational point of view, the sixth sense is telling Leng Qianxue that there seems to be something wrong.

from the night before, he liked to be close to her regardless of the occasion, but he was unscrupulous in front of his people, and he always paid close attention to the female bodyguards on her side.

but today, he always seems to be eager to get close to her, one hand has been rubbing her arm, ready to move.

"all right." Night Thunder said nothing, leaned against the seat and closed his eyes.

Leng Qianxue looked at him carefully. This face, this figure, this posture and temperament, it is clear that her husband is furious at night, but why does she always feel strange

what's wrong she can't tell.

Leng Qianxue's eyes moved down from Night Thunder's face to his waist. If you want to confirm whether he is Night Thunder, just look at the tattoo on his waist.

back home, a group of people gathered around. Mother Rong looked at the night thrill and said with tears in her nose, "Young Master, you are finally back. I knew you would come back."

"Thank you Mama Rong for her concern." The night raised the corners of the lips.

"Young master, you are tired. Go back to your room and have a rest."

Nakamori looked at the tired and weak appearance of the night thrill, and was very distressed. . Seven

"all right, Uncle Mori."

Night Thunder responded and stood up.

the night army went to help him at once.

"where is Qianxue"

Night Zhen Ting glanced at the house. After getting out of the car, she didn't know where to go.

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"Miss Leng is settling something." The night army said, "the children happen to be out today and will be back in a minute. There are some things waiting for her to take care of at the company."

"mm-hmm." The night thundered a reply, got up and went upstairs.

Night Army helped him back to his room and poured him a cup of hot tea. He frowned and said, "give me a glass of ice wine."

"Night King, your physical condition, you can't drink alcohol." The night army persuaded.

Night Thunder was very dissatisfied and stared up at him.

"I really can't drink it." Unlike Ye Hui, the night army has always been more stubborn. "bear with me, and when you get better, I'll drink with you."

"what's wrong with my health" The night thunderbolt suddenly asked.

"the toxins in your body have not been cleared yet, and now you are sick to the bone marrow. The situation is already very bad, have you forgotten" The night army was anxious. "after this fire, you were injured again, and the wound hasn't healed yet. How can you drink"

"all right, got it." Night Thunder is a little impatient, "get out."

"then have a good rest. I'll retire first. If there's anything wrong, you can just shout."

the night army bowed its head and retreated.

No sooner had the door closed than Night Thunder got up and poured himself a glass of ice wine, leaned against the sofa and drank it slowly.

he stared at the cup of hot tea on the coffee table and narrowed his eyes slightly as if thoughtfully.

"husband."

at this time, Leng Qianxue pushed the door in.

Night Zhenting hurriedly put down his glass and was ready to go to the cup of black tea, but Leng Qianxue found out, "are you drinking again"

the word "you" is used very heavily.

Night Throne used to be the same. He often stole a drink, and he couldn't help it even when he was in the worst state.

as a matter of fact, Leng Qianxue knows that he is not an alcoholic, he just drinks, and his consciousness is blurred, so he is not so upset.

"I, I just."

"Don't do it again." Cold Qianxue frowned and solemnly reminded, "in your present physical condition, you can't drink alcohol." died as early as two years ago. If you had died, maybe I would have been the night lady now. My three children would have called me Mommy, and my family would have a very happy life. ""wake up!" Nigh...