Wei Yan asked directly. Leng Yeting was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I just can't sleep."

She couldn't help but frown, feeling that things were not as understated as his tone.

As Leng Yeting spoke, his fingers began to move up the hem of her clothes: "You can't sleep either? How about we do something to help you sleep?"

The warm fingertips touched the skin with an ambiguous test, and Wei Yan's body subconsciously tensed up for a moment.

She held his hand and said seriously: "Leng Yeting, you must tell me if there is anything."

Leng Yeting's hand was not controlled and he continued restlessly.

He kissed her lips directly and murmured between his lips and teeth: "Don't worry."

Wei Yan wanted to ask something else, but his lips and teeth were knocked open by him, making him unable to pursue the question any further.

The man's movements were gentle yet strong. Wei Yan was held in his arms, almost unable to resist, and gradually indulged in his kiss.

Leng Yeting directly picked him up, closed the curtains, and headed towards the second bedroom together.

When Wei Yan thought of her son who was still sleeping soundly in the bedroom, she felt vaguely embarrassed and did not dare to make a sound.

However, Leng Yeting saw through her embarrassment. The more she endured it, the more he tortured her.

Wei Yan was furious and bit him hard on the shoulder. When he was excited, he even accidentally grabbed several marks on his back.

Leng Yeting's movements were so fierce and cruel that Wei Yan felt that his whole body was almost torn apart by him.

By the time Leng Yeting finished venting his anger, Wei Yan felt so lazy that he couldn't even move a finger.

Leng Yeting carried her to wash up, and then carried her back to the master bedroom to sleep.

He lay down next to her, kissed Diandian's cheek, kissed her again, and said, "Good night."

Wei Yan also whispered: "Good night."

Leng Yeting's breathing was steady and he quickly fell asleep.

Wei Yan was so tired that she couldn't sleep.

She looked at Leng Yeting's vague face in the dark night, and gently traced his profile with her fingers. What came to her mind was the lonely look of Leng Yeting when he was smoking.

Such Leng Yeting was so abnormal.

Wei Yan was so familiar with Leng Yeting's reactions that he couldn't ignore his abnormalities.

The next night, the three of them turned off the lights and slept together again.

Wei Yan said good night to Leng Yeting, and then pretended to be asleep and slowed down her breathing.

Not long after, she felt slight movement from the other side of the bed, followed by gentle footsteps.

Wei Yan opened her eyes in the dark night and saw the back of Leng Yeting getting up and walking out of the room.

There was a click outside the door, like the sound of a light switch being pressed.

Wei Yan slowly sat up and sighed silently.

She didn't go out and ask him what was wrong, because she had already seen it... He definitely didn't want to say it at the moment, but he didn't want her to worry, so he waited until she fell asleep before sneaking out.

She sat on the head of the bed all night. Leng Yeting did not return to the room all night. It was not until the light outside dimmed and Wei Yan heard footsteps coming from outside that she lay down again and pretended to be sleeping.

She could feel what seemed like a gentle kiss on her cheek.

Leng Yeting's familiar scent lingered on the tip of her nose.

He lay down next to her and put an arm around her waist.

Not long after he lay down, the alarm on Wei Yan's cell phone rang.

She pretended to be sleepy and opened her eyes, glanced at Leng Yeting, and then saw Leng Yeting also pretending to have just woken up and looking towards her.

Wei Yan looked at him and felt distressed and funny: "Get up and wash up quickly."

Looking at her expression, Leng Yeting always felt that something was wrong, but Wei Yan had already gotten up to wash up.

Wei Yan observed carefully and found that Leng Yeting had not slept for several nights.

Occasionally I would just go back and lie next to her for two or three hours.

His face looked colder and colder, and his whole temperament looked more and more like a stranger, and he didn't dare to get close to him.

Wei Yan also hadn't slept well for several days. She was leaning on the back of the office chair. Her head was a little swollen and there was a dull pain in the back of her head.

She was about to talk to him openly and honestly again when her phone suddenly received a message. Wei Yan opened it lightly and saw a message from Leng Yeting: "I'm going on a business trip. I have something to ask Song Zhi to handle for you. "

Wei Yan was stunned: "How long will it take?"

Song Zhi actually didn’t follow?

Leng Yeting replied quickly, but did not answer her question directly. He only said: "I will come back after finishing the matter."

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