Marriage Defense

"All right, I've fed you one mouthful, and then you can eat it yourself."

Bo Leng readily agreed, "OK, but I also want to feed you."

No wonder you agreed so fast. There is still this move.

Lin Yan looks at Zhang Ma shyly. When she looks at the smile in her eyes, her face turns cold and red, but she still doesn't refuse Bo Leng and opens her mouth to wait for his feeding.

He saw that the white shrimp meat had reached his mouth, and he could bite it when he closed his mouth. In a flash, the shrimp was taken back to his mouth by thin cold and entered his own mouth.

Lin Yan angrily puffed up his face, "you play me!"

"No, I really want to feed you, but not in that way, but in this way..."

in the surprise of Zhang Ma, he stretched out his head to Lin Yan, took his arm around her back, and kissed her lips in her astonishment.

At the moment when the four lips met, she pressed her tongue against her teeth, opened her lips, and then crossed the shrimp in her mouth towards her mouth.

"How about it? Isn't that a good way? " Bo Leng was in such a good mood that he almost flew up.

But Lin Yan's expression of eating flies on his face said, "what did you chew let me eat?"

"That's how we love each other. You've already swallowed it, but if you chew it, feed me again?" Thin cold rascal said.

The angry Lin Yan rolled his eyes.

Zhang Ma was still smiling. "Miss, how nice it is. There are some small interests between husband and wife. It's OK."

"The husband and wife said that the thin cold heart is coming," Zhang Ma is right

Well, these two are on the united front!

The corner of Lin Yan's mouth gently pulled, stare at thin cold for a long time, just unwilling to eat their own things, ignore him.

Bo Leng also knew that he could not go too far. He laughed and didn't play any tricks any more.

After dinner.

Bo Leng went back to the small study to deal with his own affairs. Lin Yan followed Zhang Ma to her room.

Because she was about to leave the capital of Jiangcheng District in a short time, almost none of Zhang's things were opened, and they were all piled up in her room, several large boxes.

Lin Yan looked at the boxes and asked about some of the remains of Lin's mother.

"Zhang Ma, I remember my mother had a lot of things you collected. Did you see a design book? I remember it was dark green, connected by thread, and it was a thick one He said and said.

"I'll think about it."

After thinking about it for about a minute, I got some ideas.

"You mean the book that Madame painted the costume design?"

Lin Yan sniffed speech and nodded, "yes, yes, that's right."

"I seem to have put it away, but I forget where I put it. I didn't have it in my luggage this time. It may be over there in the old house." Zhang Ma is not sure.

"Old house?" Lin Yan remembers that the so-called old house is actually the house that Lin's mother and father rented when they first got married.

The house was an old one at that time. It was rather dilapidated. It was rented by Lin's father. Lin's father and his mother spent their wedding and pregnancy in the old house.

Later, in the eighth month of pregnancy, she sold some dowries and bought the present Lin family villa.

But the old house was not returned, but had been rented all the time. Because Mrs. Lin felt it was meaningful, she bought the house after she had the money. Father Lin didn't know that the house was still in the name of Zhang ma.

"Well, it should be in the old house. Not long after his wife died, Su Lanna's mother and daughter came in. I was afraid that they would covet most of the things left by his wife, so I took away some of his wife's belongings and put them in the old house. The old house was bought by his wife and recorded in my name, so I put it in the old house, and I'm not afraid that they would take things in the house under the excuse of them."

After that, Zhang Ma sighed, and then said, "if you suddenly talk about lady's legacy, I'll forget the old house. After all, I haven't been to the old house since then, and I don't know what's going on inside."

"It should be OK. It belongs to the old town. Most of the old people live there, but the security is OK. The things should still be there. I'll go there with you tomorrow. Zhang Ma, are the keys still there?"

"Yes."

Lin Yan took a sip of water. "That's good. After I find my mom's design book, I'll make her design come out again."

So the next day, Lin Yan and Zhang's mother went to the old town of the old house in the eyes of Bo Leng you yuan.

After the lesson of last time, Bo Leng sent two bodyguards to follow and protect Lin Yan this time, and did not give her a chance to refuse.

In fact, he was afraid that she would encounter an accident like the last time. If he had not learned a lesson, he might not have been lucky again.

Therefore, the two bodyguards sent are not ordinary thug bodyguards, but retired special arms. One by one, they are the kind coming out of the sea.Lin Yan can't resist Bo Leng and agrees to send bodyguards to protect him, but she lets them protect them in secret.

These two bodyguards, one by one, have terrible momentum. When they stand there, they make people shiver and dare not to get close to them. A person with a clear eye can see that they are not ordinary bodyguards at a glance. In order to prevent herself from becoming the object of attention, what she can do is to let them protect them secretly.

When he arrived in the old city, Lin Yan looked at the desolate buildings and felt some emotion. This old city used to be the most prosperous symbol of Jiangcheng, but with the rise of high-rise buildings, it was eliminated and became a synonym for the poor kiln.

"My mom, she used to live here?" Lin Yan looked around.

Zhang Ma responded, "yes, but my wife and I didn't know each other at that time. Fortunately, my wife only lived here for less than a year."

"But it was less than a year ago. It was probably my mother's best memory." Lin Yan said, but his tone was ironic.

Mrs. Zhang could hear it, but she didn't say anything.

What can she say? This so-called good memory, in fact, is just a joke.

Lin Fu and Su LAN are childhood sweethearts. They have been together since they were young. When they were married, they also fooled around with Su LAN.

Lin xiner is only two years younger than Lin Yan.

"Miss, let's go in."

"Well."

Lin Yan walked behind Zhang ma. She had been here once, but she didn't go to the old house to see it, so she didn't know the direction.

She turned left and right, and finally entered a building, climbed several stairs, and stood panting at a door.

This door is not metal. It's a kind of thick wood door. Now the dust on the door is thick.

Mother Zhang took out the key and sighed, "the property management fee and other things are directly printed on the official account of the property management here. I didn't come here, so I didn't clean it up. Look at the thick dust, the key hole is rusty."