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Lin Sen lives in Wen's family safely, and I have to mention that Wen's family definitely belongs to that kind of rich family.

Although the family lives together, the house is a real detached villa.

The combination of Chinese and Western architectural styles is exceptionally perfect.

Lin Sen's guest room also has a south-facing window, with good lighting. The room was cleaned spotlessly, and the sheets and quilts had a unique smell after being exposed to the sun.

Lin Sen looked at everything in the room, then stood at the window and looked.

Although it is only a height of the second floor, the view is very wide.

The furnishings in the yard have an unspeakable poetic charm, and one can tell at a glance that this is the masterpiece of the old lady.

"Dong dong!"

"How about it, isn't the room nice?" The door was pushed open, and Wen Jing strode in, facing Lin Sen, without the slightest restraint from facing strangers.

"Very good!" Lin Sen turned his head and looked at Wen Jing with a smile.

"I always feel that you are very familiar with me." Wen Jing said in surprise.

"Naturally familiar."

"I have a friend………."

"Haha, you have a friend who looks a lot like me!" Wen Jing laughed wantonly as she spoke.

Probably laughing at Lin Sen's clumsy strike-up skills.

"Haha...after...!" Wen Jing's laughter stopped abruptly.

The reason is that Lin Sen in front of him suddenly took out his mobile phone. On the mobile phone interface, a short-haired woman with a graceful figure was posing a not-so-difficult yoga pose.

Because she was wearing tight-fitting yoga clothes, it seemed a bit peak-shaped.

Leaving aside the fact that she is not explicit, looking at the woman on the phone, Wen Jing feels like she is looking in a mirror.

The first thought in my mind was that I was secretly photographed by Lin Sen.

However, this idea was quickly rejected, after all, she had never done yoga after living for so many years.

Not to mention, the furnishings in the room were so unfamiliar, one could tell at a glance that she had never touched them before.

"Her name is Tong Wenjie, and there is a word in her name."

"But her personality is similar to yours, she is not quiet at all." Lin Sen looked at Wen Jing's flushed pretty face and said with a smile.

"Tong Wenjie?"

"Correct!"

"What's the relationship between you two?" Wen Jing knew that with such intimate photos, the relationship between the two of them was definitely not something that a friend could sum up.

"In her case, it's more like a lover."

"It's not only a friend, but also a lover." Lin Sen said generously.

"lover?"

"Is she not young?"

"It's not too big, you two are actually about the same."

"That's older than you!"

"What's the matter, we are in love with each other." Lin Sen said with some dissatisfaction.

"You are so different, do you have a common topic?"

"Why not?"

"Moreover, the so-called common topic is that a person with profound knowledge is tolerant of a person who is weaker than him."

"When you chat with a man who knows more than you, you will naturally feel that you have found a confidant."

"Then you are the one who tolerates her, or the one who is tolerated."

"That's the scoring situation, the situation is different, the answer is different."

"During the day, I tolerate her, and at night, she tolerates me." Lin Sen said meaningfully.

"It's really disrespectful for you to talk about this with a woman you just met." Wen Jing naturally understood Lin Sen's meaning, rolled her eyes frankly, and expressed dissatisfaction in her tone.

"Then it's your fault. Who made you look like this? I'm too familiar with Wen Jie. When we talk and chat, there will always be a little bit of color subconsciously."

"I really don't understand, what does she like about you?"

"Do you like that you are not serious?"

Wen Jing said more and more unhappy.

"Besides thinking I'm handsome, the biggest possibility is that she thinks it's more laborious to pack me."

"You should understand that women like a man with a bag."

Lin Sen raised his eyebrows, not caring about Wen Jing's attitude at all.

"What about you and Ding Yan? Just friends?" Wen Jing blushed, not wanting to argue too much.

"That depends on how you understand it!"

"My relationship with Ding Yan is different from that of Tong Wenjie."

"In comparison, my relationship with Ding Yan is much purer."

"A pure friend!" Wen Jing's expression carried a little surprise.

"No, it's a pure lover." Lin Sen grinned, his big white teeth flickered, and his eyes were dizzy.

"Pooh!"

Wen Jing spat lightly, followed by silence.

"Why, your family's attitude towards this matter is so calm." Lin Sen asked a little strangely.

"It's not all, my little brother doesn't know." Wen Jing spread her hands and said calmly.

"Tell me!" Lin Sen was really curious.

"My brother has already moved on."

"Besides, we've seen that woman. After all, I can't blame my sister-in-law for this."

"Then do you know why they don't divorce?"

"Why else, for the sake of the child."

"Just muddle along like this, and leave when the child grows up and becomes sensible."

The quiet answer was cleared up and expected.

"how about you!"

"What's wrong with me?"

"You never thought about divorce?"

"I'm living a good life, why do I need a divorce?" Wen Jing's expression was exaggerated, as if she was deliberately covering up something.

"Okay? What's good, a capable woman with an incompetent husband?"

"Can this be applauded?"

"What do you know?" Wen Jing sneered.

"I know you are not happy, your husband is like a rice bug attached to your family."

"It can be said that it is useless, and it always makes you trouble."

"Ding Yan told you?" Wen Jing looked at Lin Sen angrily with a bad expression.

"of course not!"

"Then how do you know?"

"You are Ding Yan's family members, so I naturally need to do an investigation."

"It's not a secret, it's easy to find out."

"What are you showing off?"

"No show off, I just sympathize with you."

"I think you should have a happier life."

"Happier? With you?"

"That's understandable."

Lin Sen took a step forward, only about ten centimeters away from Wen Jing.

Wen Jing wanted to retreat subconsciously, but felt that this retreat seemed to show weakness, so she had to force herself to stand up straight.

The two stood close together, Lin Sen was well-dressed, while Wen Jing was dressed in a pink floral cotton coat.

It looks a little rustic, but it has an indescribable smoke and fire.

"Lover of two women, tell me that I will be happy following you." Wen Jing said disdainfully.

"Have you really enjoyed kissing?" Lin Sen looked at Wen Jing affectionately, his eyes were full of love, and his starry eyes seemed to discharge electricity.

For a moment, Wen Jing felt a little numb in her body.

The next moment, the numbness concentrated on her thin lips.

It turns out that kissing can really be described as enjoyment.

An idea popped up in Wen Jing's mind, and then she became confused.

After a long time, the two who had already hugged each other separated, Lin Sen licked the blood stains on the corner of his lips, and smiled recklessly.

Wen Jing pushed Lin Sen, and ran out of the room in a panic.

While running, he was also arranging the buttons of the cotton coat.

Lin Sen is always an understanding man.

If Wen Jing's "head" hadn't been accidentally hurt, maybe she wouldn't have run away.

"Quiet, watch the road, don't be frizzy all the time." Seeing her daughter running so anxiously, the old lady couldn't help reminding her.

She just didn't understand why her own daughter didn't inherit any of her advantages even though she lived such an elegant and calm life.

Back in the room, the bedroom had that annoying and familiar smell of cigarettes again.

The old man didn't take off his shoes or change his clothes.Just lean on the bed.

The orchids on the window sill were again stained by soot.

The old lady felt a sigh of relief, and the idea of ​​divorce became firmer again.

Dissatisfied, he rolled his eyes at the old man, and wanted to leave. After thinking about it, he picked up the small watering can, went to the window sill, and persistently cleaned the orchids.

The watering can squeaked, one after another, as if it was cleaning her failed marriage.

Even with anger in her heart, the old lady's movements were still graceful, but she was a little less calm than before.

Here, Lin Sen's door was knocked open again.

This time it was naturally Ding Yan.

The door of the room was closed tightly, and soon after, there was a loud noise of naked buttocks.

Lin Cong, Wen Cong's girlfriend, was watching from not far from the door.

After a while, he approached and listened, and then fled from the door in a panic.

"Where have you been?"

Seeing his girlfriend coming back, Wen Cong asked curiously.

"Just look around."

"How about it, my house is big!"

"Is there a feeling of marrying into a wealthy family?"

"Is the rich family in such a mess?"

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, I mean your family is very good, except you, everyone is promising."

"What, why am I worthless?"

"I'm the most powerful piano tuner in Beijing."

Wen Cong said with some complacency.

As everyone knows, when he said this, Lin Cong felt deep disgust in his heart.

She always felt that her boyfriend was a little naive and a little arrogant.

Pride is good, arrogance is not.

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