Don't Mess With Your Ex-Wife

Su Jin breathed a long sigh of relief, but the heartstrings were still tight. The man sat there so far, but the air pressure in the room seemed to be lowered by people. She could hardly breathe. She walked into the bathroom stiffly and locked the door of the bathroom. The whole talent relaxed in an instant.

When she closed her eyes, a line of tears slipped down. She couldn't see the way her mother asked her in a low voice, so she wronged herself and agreed to Wen Xiansheng's request and exchanged herself for Wen's short-term peace.

If she did it well this time, would her mother have a better life at Wen's? In front of Wen Xiansheng, you can also get a little favor?

She took a bath, and the lead on her face faded away. Her face without makeup was more delicate than the previous heavy make-up. She wiped her body slowly, but she didn't find the bathrobe in the bathroom. Looking at the short bath towel, Su Jin was in a flurry again. What should she do?

She couldn't imagine what was going to happen next. But the figure that she was trying to suppress from the bottom of her heart came out uncontrollably. Her eyes were sour and she wanted to cry, but she heard the knock on the door. Lu Zekai's voice was not urgent and slow: "Miss Wen?"

Knowing that Lu Zekai was impatient, she had to hold back his tears, wrapped up his bath towel, opened the door and went out.

He leaned against the window and looked at her from bottom to top, with long legs and thin waist Lu Zekai narrowed his eyes slightly, and his abdomen seemed to be slightly strained for a moment. He could not help but raise the corners of his lips. After cleaning up for a while, he found that she was indeed a special creature, and the old man surnamed Wen was really willing!

"Come here." Lu Zekai raised his jaw slightly. His charming voice was very beautiful in the empty room.

Su Jin grabs the bath towel on her chest. She doesn't dare to take a step. Instead, she moves cautiously towards his side. As she moves, her two slender legs are looming. She can't help but let Lu Zekai's eyes tighten up a bit.

"What's your name?" His fingers fell on her wet face, and his fingertips slipped down from her forehead, and then fell on the pink lip, brushing it gently.

Su Jin felt as if she had been scalded for a while. Her long eyelashes drooped down and her face was slightly turned to one side. She did not dare to look at his face. She spat out a few words: "Su Jin, Wen Sujin."

Lu Zekai couldn't help but smile: "good name, what's its origin?"

Su Jin looked at him in a trance, but her heart was bitter. She opened her mouth in a low voice: "my mother's name is probably from the word Su Nian Jin Shi."

"Prime years?" Lu Zekai repeated it in a low voice, to the effect that the past is the best time and the most memorable time.

His eyes returned to her face again. At the moment, he could see clearly that face. A pair of black eyes seemed to be transparent glass. A small face seemed to be covered by his hand. He saw a tiny mouth, which seemed to invite him to kiss. He laughed in a trance and thought about the purpose of his coming here for an appointment.

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