My temporary husband, please kiss me slowly

Ding Lun was a little excited, but he still felt inappropriate.

Anyway, he has a wife. It's wonderful to let people know that he stayed with Chen Xiaoyu.

"I have to go home," said Ding Lun and walked out.

Chen Xiaoyu frowned and said, "since you don't stay, sit for a while and then go back. It's still early."

Ding Lun looked at the time. It wasn't too late.

He then sat for another hour before leaving Chen Xiaoyu's single apartment.

After getting on the bus, he looked up. There was a lamp left by Chen Xiaoyu, but it was not his home.

When he got home, it was ten thirty in the evening.

Wen Tingting just came out of the bathroom and was not surprised to see Ding Lun coming home. Even if he doesn't come home tonight, she won't be surprised.

On the contrary, Ding Lun was stunned for a moment, because it was the first time in a week that he had officially met Wen Tingting at home.

Their husband and wife spend very little time together. There is no home temperature in this family. On the contrary, Chen Xiaoyu gave his family warmth.

At first thought of Chen Xiaoyu, he stopped in time.

At the moment, Wen Tingting is standing in front of him, not Chen Xiaoyu

Wen Tingting found that she had nothing to say with Ding Lun. She was too lazy to play. She turned and wanted to enter the room.

Ding Lun just then said, "are you home?"

Wen Tingting's footsteps were full of irony. Should she ask him the same thing?

"Sleep." Wen Tingting left Ding Lun a cold figure.

When the door closed, Ding Lun still stood where he was, and later realized that Wen Tingting was very cold to him. Did you get cold tonight? Or did you start to be cold before that?

If he thought about it carefully, after she went abroad and came back, she and he rarely talked face to face. Later, she proposed to sleep in separate rooms with him.

How can they be normal couples like this? Better than strangers.

He suddenly knocked on wentingting's bedroom door.

Wen Tingting opened the door, still impassive, and asked in a low voice, "what's up?"

Ding Lun's question stuck in his throat. He wanted to ask something, but he didn't know where to start.

"What's the matter with you recently?" he asked.

He didn't want to face it up before. Now he knows that Wen Tingting is becoming more and more estranged from him.

"What's going on?" Wen Tingting asked lazily.

"Why do you always go out early and return late? Why do I spend less and less time with you? Do you think we look like normal couples?" Ding Lun asked repeatedly.

Wen Tingting feels very ironic.

She should have asked him the question, but he rightfully took her into the army, as if their marriage had become a chicken rib and a tie to trap him.

Of course, it's impossible for her to fulfill dinglun.

"If you don't feel like it, you don't care." Wen Tingting replied quietly and closed the door.

She doesn't complain. Even if she once complained, it was a thing of the past.

Now she looks very open.

Ding Lun didn't expect Wen Tingting to have such an attitude. What did she mean by her last sentence? What do you mean he doesn't care?

Did Wen Tingting see anything?

His heart sank at the thought of this possibility.

Carefully recall that recently, Wen Tingting and he got together less and separated more. Before, Wen Tingting was on a business trip. Later, Wen Tingting got sick and chose to sleep in separate rooms with him.

It seems that everything is normal, and it seems too coincidental.