My temporary husband, please kiss me slowly

"Ding Lun is a heavy drinker. I'll go to Dun and come back soon." she explained again for fear of Yang Jian's wishful thinking.

"I know. Well, I'll finish my work here later and pick you up." Yang Jianrou said.

Wen Tingting promised.

She hung up and saw Chen Xiaoyu looking at herself.

"You have found the second spring so soon. You have a child and a husband, but Ding Lun hasn't come out yet." Chen Xiaoyu frowned.

She and Ding Lun once thought they were winners, but now they know they are wrong.

Wen Tingting replied quietly, "how else can you say that things are unpredictable?"

She didn't expect to talk calmly with Chen Xiaoyu one day.

Both Ding Lun and Chen Xiaoyu once crushed her pride, but now she only regards them as unimportant passers-by a and B.

"Yes, the winner is the one who laughs last, and the real losers are ding Lun and me." Chen Xiaoyu turns his eyes and looks out of the window.

She finally understood Wen Tingting's feelings.

At that time, she thought it was natural for her to fall in love with Ding Lun. Ding Lun had to marry Wen Tingting. She thought she didn't have to feel guilty about it.

None of them took into account Wen Tingting's feelings.

Now she has changed her position with Wen Tingting. She is standing next to Ding Lun. Ding Lun is concerned about Wen Tingting, so she can deeply understand the pain.

When I didn't understand before, I took everything for granted.

Suddenly I understand, but it's too late.

When Wen Tingting entered Wen's old house, she couldn't help sighing. She thought she would never come back to this place again in her life. Who knew she would come back so soon.

There was no Ding Lun on the first floor. She hurried to the second floor. As a result, she found Ding Lun sitting on the ground in Ding's mother's room.

There was a strong smell of wine in the air, and she smelled a little sick. She went up and opened the window for the first time. The wind blew in and felt better.

Ding Lun was still sitting on the ground. He looked at the backlit Wenting Pavilion. He didn't know whether the scene in front of him was a dream or true.

Until Wen Tingting sat down at the edge of the bed and looked down at him coldly: "how sad will she be to let godmother know that you are willing to degenerate?"

"Pavilion?" Ding Lun couldn't believe his eyes.

"Chen Xiaoyu comes to me every day and every day, which has caused great trouble to my life. Can you not drag me down? I'm doing well now. I don't want to disturb my pace of life because of you." Wen Tingting sneered.

Ding Lun looked at her absently for a long time: "I didn't..."

He never called her again.

"Of course you do. Chen Xiaoyu is worried about your alcoholism and often comes to me, which has caused me a lot of trouble. Ding Lun, from the moment I divorced you, I have been two completely different individuals. I don't need you to worry about my life. I don't need you to worry about your life. I just don't want to get entangled with you anymore. You can quit drinking and have a good life in the future "Days?" Wen Tingting straightened his colors and said again.

Ding Lun hesitated for a moment and finally nodded: "it should be OK."

Just see if he wants to.

If this is Wen Tingting's last request for him, of course he can do it.

"OK, that's settled," said Wen Tingting, planning to leave.

"Are you leaving now? By the way, the flowers in the garden are just blooming. You and mom used to like to sit there. Why don't you sit for a while?" Ding Lun was a little anxious.