My temporary husband, please kiss me slowly

Yang Jian had no objection and drove away.

Seeing Yang Jian off, Wen Tingting went upstairs and didn't find Ding Lun sitting in another car.

He came back late today because he had to participate in the bidding tomorrow. In order to be safe, he worked overtime with other colleagues to this point.

He never thought that when he returned to the community, he saw the scene of Yang Jian sending Wen Tingting back.

The most ridiculous thing is that Wen Tingting actually drove the car to Yang Jian. She completely regarded Yang Jian as her own family. Or, for Wen Tingting, Yang Jian is Wen Tingting's own family at all?

When Wen Tingting got home, she found that Ding Lun hadn't come back yet. She didn't take it to heart.

Even if Ding Lun didn't come back all night, it's not surprising.

She went into the bathroom to take a bath, but she didn't expect that as soon as she came out of the bath, she saw Ding Lun standing at the bathroom door, looking at her with a solemn face and unclear eyes.

"Something?" she thought, it should be going to the three treasures hall without anything.

Since they slept in separate rooms, dinglun never took the initiative to step into her bathroom.

For the first time today, I came to her for something. Otherwise, would you like to chat with her?

Ding Lun looked at Wen Tingting coldly and wanted to see the trace of guilt on her face. But how is it possible? She's a strong woman now. What storms have she never experienced?

Although he was present at that time, she did not find his existence, nor could she know that her affair with Yang Jian had been exposed.

"It's getting late. If I have nothing to do, I want to sleep." Wen Tingting ordered me to leave in a low voice.

I don't sleep at this time, but I stare here. I feel ridiculous.

"When did you come back?" Ding Lun asked coldly.

Wen Tingting glanced at the wall clock, "about half an hour ago. Is there a problem?"

Otherwise, why does Ding Lun have a guilty tone?

Ding Lun's lower palate was tight. "Alone?"

When Wen Tingting heard this, her eyes flashed slightly.

Why did he suddenly ask if she was alone? Could it be that he saw Yang Jian send her home. Look at Ding Lun's appearance of asking questions, it makes sense.

She thought she had a clear conscience, but she still wanted to play with Ding Lun, so she lied: "I'm alone."

Ding Lun thought she was having an affair with Yang Jianjian. She thought it was very good.

Let him have an affair with Chen Xiaoyu and forbid her to have an affair with Yang Jian? Take the other way and give back to the other. That's what comes and goes.

Ding Lun's eyes sank.

Although he had been prepared, he was still disappointed to hear Wen Tingting lie. At the moment, he was more convinced of his intuition. There was an affair between Wen Tingting and Yang Jian.

Wen Tingting was too lazy to pay attention to Ding Lun. She closed the door and soon fell asleep.

On the contrary, Ding Lun returned to his room absentmindedly, turned out of the door and looked at Wen Tingting's bedroom with heavy eyes.

He should have exposed her lie just now.

How can this woman feel at ease when she lies without blushing and panting? On the contrary, every time he stayed with Chen Xiaoyu, he always thought of Wen Tingting.

Facts have proved that Wen Tingting is better than him. They secretly cross the Chencang with Yang Jian. They don't know what they have done behind their backs.

In the future, even if he is really cheating with Chen Xiaoyu, he doesn't need to feel guilty, does he?

After persuading himself in this way, he forced himself to take a bath and sleep.

Lying in bed, he couldn't sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, it was like Wen Tingting and Yang Jian together.