Chapter Seventy-Nine: Continue
The hot wind blows through the cheeks, through the hair, and into the placket.
The man who opens the open top in the summer is so pompous and sassy.
"Su Jingya: What are you doing?"
Trafficked rivers, drivers on the wrong road.
When Su Jingya came to WeChat, Lin Ning was studying how to turn off the Bentley convertible to look chic, and the embarrassing thing was that the keyboard warriors on the Internet didn't seem to have actually done it.
"Lin Ning: 3 hours and 27 minutes ago, I asked you to give a full moon gift to my classmates, but you didn't reply to me. In the next 3 hours and 27 minutes, I asked if you would like to eat the butterfly cake of Hubin Factory, if you were interested in any Australian Island specialties, and if you had a good meal. ”
"Su Jingya: I'm sorry, I just had a meeting with Team Zhang and Secretary Qin. ”
"Lin Ning: I'm thinking about you (voice)"
"Su Jingya: Fainted, scared me, in the office. ”
Lin Ning: I'm driving, let's talk. ”
"Su Jingya: Okay, pay attention to safety, don't play with your mobile phone while driving, don't go back. ”
A tongue-twisting time, a few paragraphs of text, and no more direct meaty words.
If there is a level in the chat, Lin Ning's rank is obvious.
"What was I trying to say?"
Xijing, 208, Personnel Division.
Su Jingya, who ended WeChat in a daze, rolled her eyes, but forgot the original question.
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Tomson Yipin, basement.
I parked the car, put away the canopy, adjusted the seats, and played a Cantonese song that I had recently been fascinated by.
"I chased hard, chased until I couldn't, chased until I couldn't... I'm not the only one feeling tired. ”
Accompanied by the female singer's shallow singing and chanting, Lin Ning in the driver's seat sighed slightly, and his slender fingers gently tapped on the armrest box wrapped in lambskin.
In this era of rampant, the reason why many people buy a car may be to enjoy the peace of mind of this moment to themselves after a busy day.
"PS: You don't seem to care much about the cat?"
"I don't care if she's there or not, is it?"
The more indifferent the person, the more lonely he is in his bones, there is a stupid little system that has nothing to do to chat a few words, and he is flustered, so far, it seems that it is quite good.
"PS: I can read your thoughts, promise me, before I reach level 10, don't mess with her, don't calculate her, she is very cautious and holds grudges. ”
"Oh, house, car, do I lack your reward? some material, even if you steal it from her, why not?"
"PS: I don't take you to look down on people like this, I have a lot of good things. ”
"You don't have advanced technology, you don't dare to have more than human cognition... What you can buy with money is not much better. ”
"Ps: I, then you don't need to mess with her, to calculate her, I don't want to guard against her every day as if she were a thief. ”
"There are two sides to everything, don't just look at the bad side of her. ”
"PS: You want to find another host through her?"
"Don't you wonder what other systems are? Maybe in other hosts, there are really good things. ”
"Ps: That cat isn't as foolish as you think. ”
"It's fun to play with calculations, the Chinese are their ancestors. ”
"PS: Neuropathy. By the way, what is the Luo weaving scripture in your memory? ”
"It's just a pillow read, don't take it too seriously. ”
"Ps: Okay, I still hope you think about it again, and when I get to level ten, it's not too late for us to go to that cat again. ”
"You've been saying level 10, is level 10 important to you?"
"Ps: Well, well, I'll be super awesome by level 10. ”
"Be specific. ”
"PS: Well, I don't know about this. Just intuition, and intuition told me that at level 10 I would make a qualitative leap. ”
"Oh, a woman's intuition, except for a certain aspect, it's really not good, kneel, I'll go up. ”
It is undeniable that a woman's intuition is really accurate in catching cheating, but in other aspects, there is no need to say much.
Retract your thoughts, push the door, and get out of the car.
When the elevator stopped on the first floor, Lin Ning, who was originally absent-minded, had a trance in his eyes.
The breeze is full of talents, clean and neat, gentle and free.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lin Ning would never have thought that he would see such a temperament in a young girl.
White one-piece dress, white canvas shoes, Moutai paper bag, single ponytail hairstyle.
The girl holding the paper bag, with a plain face, clear eyes and tender skin, made people can't help but pinch it.
"Hey, uncle, please excuse me. ”
The girl's bird-like voice is crisp and pleasant.
A sentence of uncle, stunned, made Lin Ning almost doubt life.
"Do I look old?"
Deliberately glanced at the floor number, and after the girl left, Lin Ning looked at himself in the elevator mirror unconvincedly.
No matter which way you look at it, as always, he is very handsome and rich.
"PS: Don't stink, you're a lot older than her. ”
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"You're back, I heard Min Min say that you mortgaged the house?"
Flesh-colored transparent stockings, black slim high-forked cheongsam, 6cm stiletto heel.
Looking at the corridor next to the door, Yuwen, who was full of charm and tenderness and charm, Lin Ning raised his eyebrows with a smile, and did not mean to speak.
"What's wrong? Am I not good-looking?"
Lin Ning looked at it unscrupulously, which made Yuwen, who was already scheming, very weak-hearted.
"Whether it's good or not, you won't know until you've seen it. ”
One hand wrapped around Yuwen's waist, and the other hand reached Yuwen's stockings, Lin Ning said as he walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the master bedroom cloakroom.
"You... Put me down, this, this posture, strange death. ”
In the mirror, his face is red, his legs are wide open, and his skirt reaches his waist.
Looking at Yuwen in her eyes, she should have thought of something, and she was really ashamed.
"Are you talking strangely about stockings and cheongsam?"
Compared to pantyhose, stockings that reach the base of the leg are undoubtedly much more convenient in some ways.
Lin Ning, who was behind Yuwen, smiled playfully with a playful look in his eyes, and asked knowingly.
"I, let's go to the bedroom, shall we?"
"Not good. ”
"I, I don't want to... I... Well.. ”
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A burst of coquettishness, a cloud and rain.
A person's life is like running water, which can be dried but not turbid.
"Awake?"
Yuwen, whose face was flushed, opened her eyes again, and it was already dark.
"What are you looking at?"
Quickly glanced at the cheongsam, high heels, and stockings on the floor, Yuwen lazily brushed her hair and got into the arms of Lin Ning, who was half-leaning on the head of the bed.
"Curiosity is not a good habit. ”
Raising his hand and stroking the only remaining stocking on Yuwen's leg, Lin Ning shook his head with a smile and put the phone aside.
"Oh. ”
"Don't think about it, it's just that when I see a passage, I think it's quite interesting. ”
"What?"
"People and guns are one, people and figures are together, spring is like wine, and the moon continues. ”
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