"I'll make you brown sugar ginger tea."

Wang Lin got up, brewed her a cup of brown sugar ginger tea, and brought it to her.

Li Wenxiu was crying when she watched TV.

It turned out that the episode Qingwen died of illness.

Wang Lin may have a lot of experience and knows that TV is a deceptive story, so even if the plot is touching, it is difficult for him to cry.

He took a towel over and handed it to Li Wenxiu.

Li Wenxiu took it and wiped her tears.

Just after wiping her tears, the plot left a little more and she cried again.

Wang Lin was so moved by her sensuality and low tears that she didn't know how to comfort her.

"Qingwen is just a maid, who is with you, and she only spends a little time on TV every night, and there are not many scenes of her appearance! You cry like this when she dies. If I die in the future, will you cry for me?" Wang Lin suddenly asked.

Li Wenxiu wiped her eyes and said, "We will have divorced on the day you die. Even if we want to cry, it will not be my turn. Your wife will come to cry for you!"

"Ruthless person!" Wang Lin shook his head.

"Yes, so you can find a good one as soon as possible!"

"Don't worry, I can definitely find someone better than you!"

"I'm waiting! Just don't let me wait too long. I'll leave after paying off my debt!"

"Do you think you are Lin Daiyu? They are crying, you pay off your debt!"

"Yes, every woman comes to repay it! You men don't know how to cherish it! Didn't you say you don't like to read Dream of the Red Chamber? Why do you understand it so much?"

"I've seen it more than a dozen times, and I'm tired of it!"

"Nonsense, this drama was only released before the New Year. This is the second replay! Where have you watched it more than ten times?"

"I mean, I have read the book "Dream of Red Mansions" more than a dozen times!"

"Really? Do you understand the book?"

"You only see the love and love on TV, but you don't know that these are all fake languages. This book is actually a realistic novel that alludes to history! Red means Zhu, Zhu means the Ming Dynasty. The demise of the Jia family is mourning the demise of the Ming Dynasty."

"Hey! Really fake? I haven't read the book, I don't know if what you said is right. I think you are a lie. There is no such book as Dream of the Red Chamber at home!"

"I used to sell it to the ragged ones." Wang Lin lies, his face without any redness.

Li Wenxiu believed it true: "Tomorrow, I'll go to the bookstore to buy a condom and come back to have a look!"

"You'd better stop reading it. This book is too profound and involves Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism, and it's easy to move your nature. I'm afraid that you will not have enough concentration and be harmed by the book."

"Wang Lin, you, a junior high school student, can understand Dream of Red Mansions, but can I still not understand?"

"Don't always use your secondary school degree to suppress me!"

"Why can't I use my academic qualifications to suppress you? Didn't my years of study be in vain?"

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Chapter completed!