Secret marriage and seduction, Mr. Wen's heart is moved every day

"I told you before that I hope you can control your words and actions for the sake of me and the Wen family. I didn't express it accurately. What I meant was that I just hope you can always stand by my side. In other words, I hope you can always trust me."

"But now it seems like it has become a burden and pressure on you."

"Jinjin. You can do what you want. If you want to dance, go ahead. I'm not an obstacle to you. I'm your support."

As he spoke, one hand fell on the back of her neck and gently stroked it. He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers. She could feel the tip of his nose against the wing of her nose as she breathed.

As their breaths collided, Lin Zhujin's restless heart slowly calmed down.

He is like the silent night, with its peace and countless constellations.

His voice is like a sonata of stars.

"So, Jinjin, do you understand what I mean now?"

His call of Jinjin was particularly bewitching, and even as the words fell, they were followed by a kiss.

It fell on the corners of the lips, moist, like a jasmine flower with dew, sweeping from the corners of the lips to the lip petals, from the gaps between the teeth to the tip of the tongue, sweeping over like a surging wave.

It was a kiss deeper than the abyss.

Before Lin Zhujin could even process what he had just said in her mind, she was kissed on the lips.

Until he pressed me onto the sofa with his kiss, my body embedded in the soft couch.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made her subconsciously put her arms around his neck.

There was a flash of panic in her eyes, but the moment he looked at me, I could see tenderness in his eyes. However, even more uncontrollable than his tenderness was lust.

"Well..."

Before she could even utter a word, he pressed her down on the sofa and kissed her again.

Lin Zhujin never imagined that Wen Yunsheng, who seemed elegant on the surface, was actually a kiss-crazy person in private.

After the kiss, her hands slid down weakly, and she lay on the sofa, breathing slightly, her cheeks stained with blood because of his lust.

His arms were resting on her cheeks, and his eyes were staring at her. He looked at her for a long time without showing any anger. Lin Zhujin was a little at a loss, and turned her cheek back again.

Now I couldn't see his cheek or his line of sight. All I could see was his arms that were propped up at his sides. His strong arms had smooth muscle lines and blue veins that were visible from the force.

Lin Zhujin couldn't help but think of the kiss just now.

She pursed her lips.

The voice was gentle: "Well, do you want to get up first?"

Lin Zhujin still didn't look at his face. He only saw his hands slowly push back and slowly get up from himself.

She glanced at him from the corner of her eye and saw him sitting there with a serious look, his eyes looking right at her.

He smiled and said, "Get up?"

Lin Zhujin felt embarrassed as if he had been caught and slowly got up from the sofa.

When I got up, I felt a slight chill on my waist, and then I realized that the clothes on my waist had shrunk up.

She put her hands behind her back and straightened them.

Wen Yunsheng was adjusting his shirt, standing the collar up and then folding it down.

What a neat and stereotyped impression.

It seemed like she was the only one who lost her composure.

Lin Zhujin swallowed and said in a low voice.

"Well, could you not be so sudden next time?"

She didn't even have a chance to react, and before she could even say a word after the first kiss, she was kissed again.

Like a wave.

Wen Yunsheng put his clothes in order, lowered his head to look at her, and asked in a low voice: "Then I will tell you next time I kiss you?"

"No need to say anything, just let me get ready."

Wen Yunsheng couldn't help laughing when he saw her like this, but his eyes were still staring at her.

After a moment he spoke.

"Then do you know what I want to do now?"

Lin Zhujin tried to find what he wanted to convey in his eyes, but perhaps the two of them just had no tacit understanding.

Lin Zhujin looked at it for a while and just shook his head.

Wen Yunsheng curled the corners of his lips, his eyes slid downwards, then he suddenly looked up at her and said softly.

"I still want to kiss you now."

After saying that, he gently touched her lips again.

Compared to the previous two kisses, this one was much simpler, simply pressed. Only after he let go did Lin Zhujin belatedly feel the wetness and heat on her lips.

She pursed her lips.

My heart was pounding.

Sure enough, in front of Wen Yunsheng, she was obviously not good enough.

There was a sense of embarrassment as if he was being teased, "Why are you like this?"

"What am I like?"

Lin Zhujin's mind turned and a few words flashed through his mind.

"Not serious, frivolous, and a bully."

He lowered his eyes and smiled fondly.

He took her hand, squeezed it in his palm, and said in a doting voice: "Okay, I am not serious and I am frivolous, but I didn't bully you. Didn't I let you guess what I wanted to do?"

He reached out and gently scratched the tip of her nose.

"You didn't guess it, you can't blame me."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and asked as usual: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

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After dinner, Lin Zhujin went to the dance room on the third floor, while Wen Yunsheng went to the study to work.

Although I have resigned, I still can't go without dancing for a long time.

It is said that if you don’t practice for one day, you know it, and if you don’t practice for ten days, the audience will know it.

Lin Zhujin has been injured for at least half a month.

Although the doctor has advised me to do less difficult movements, I still need to practice the basic skills.

She set the alarm for 30 minutes, but before she had practiced for long, her cell phone rang.

It was a strange call.

Lin Zhujin had a vague idea who it could be. Her cell phone vibrated in her hand. She hesitated for a moment but still didn't answer it.

I originally thought that the other party would stop calling me, but who knew that he would keep calling me one after another.

I have lost the mood to practice dancing.

She was just about to pick up her phone to block the call, and when her fingertips were about to click to confirm, the phone vibrated and a text message popped up.

[If you don't answer the phone, I'll have to go to your workplace to look for you tomorrow.]

When Lin Zhujin saw this sentence, the finger that was about to press down loosened again.

She took a deep breath, then switched back to the phone interface and clicked on the full page of red numbers.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have been waiting to answer the call, and it was connected after one ring.

"You still know how to answer the phone? Are you planning to cut off ties with us?"

The decibel of the sound on the other end of the phone exceeded the noise level that Lin Zhujin could accept. She didn't put it to her ear, but put the phone aside, so she could hear it clearly even without turning on the speaker.

Lin Zhujin said expressionlessly.

"I seem to have made it very clear last time. I'm not kidding about not wanting to be your daughter."

The person on the other end seemed to sense Lin Zhujin's tough attitude, but as he needed her for something else, he couldn't help but lower his voice.

"Let's just forget what happened before. Your grandmother has passed away. You can't hold a grudge against a dead person, right?"