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The hot wind blew across the cheeks, penetrated through the hair, and penetrated into the lapels of the clothes.

The man who opens a convertible in the summer is so exaggerated and so cool.

"Su Jingya: What are you doing?"

A congested car river, a driver on the wrong road.

When Su Jingya came to WeChat, Lin Ning was studying how to turn off the Bentley convertible and looked chic. What was embarrassing was that the keyboard warriors on the Internet seemed to have never done it.

"Lin Ning: 3 hours and 27 minutes ago, I asked you to give my classmates a full moon gift, but you didn't reply to me. In the next 3 hours and 27 minutes, I asked you if you want to eat butterfly crisps from Harbin Factory, if you have any specialties of O Island that you are interested in, and if you have any good meals."

"Su Jingya: Sorry, I was just having a meeting with Team Zhang and Secretary Qin."

"Lin Ning: I'm thinking of you (voice)"

"Su Jingya: I was so fainted that I was shocked. I was in the office."

"Lin Ning: I'm driving and chatting back."

"Su Jingya: OK, be careful, don't play with your phone when driving, don't go back."

A twisting time, a few paragraphs of texts, and a very straightforward and stingy word.

If the chat has a level, Lin Ning's rank will be obvious.

"What did I want to say this guy?"

Xijing, 208, Personnel Department.

Su Jingya, who ended WeChat in a daze, rolled her eyes beautifully, but she forgot her original question.

.....

Tangchen Yipin, the basement.

I parked the car, put away my tent, adjusted the seats, and put on a Cantonese song I was fascinated by recently.

"I struggled to chase, until I couldn't chase, until I couldn't chase... I'm not the only one who felt tired..."

As the female singer sang softly, Lin Ning in the driving seat sighed slightly, and her slender fingers gently tapped the armrest box wrapped in lambskin.

In this scattered era, the reason why many people buy cars may be to enjoy the peace of this moment after a busy day.

"Ps: You don't seem to care much about that cat?"

"Whether you care or not, she is there, right?"

The more irrelevant a person is, the more lonely he is in his bones. There is a stupid and cute little system that can chat for a few words. It is very good at the moment.

"Ps: I can read your thoughts and promise me that before I reach level 10, don't mess with her, don't plot against her, she is very stingy and very vengeful."

"Ha, house, car, do I need your reward? What's the harm even if I steal all my money for her?"

"Ps: I don't take you to underestimate people so much, I have a lot of good things."

"You don't have advanced technology, but you dare not have it beyond human cognition... You can buy it with money, and you won't be much better."

"Ps: I, then you don't need to mess with her, to plot against her. I don't want to be on guard against thieves every day, as if I'm too careful to guard against her."

"Everything has its own two sides, don't just look at her bad side."

"Ps: Do you want to find other hosts through her?"

"Aren't you curious about what other systems are? Maybe there is something good in other hosts."

"Ps: That cat is not as easy to fool as you think."

"This is fun. Playing with calculating, Chinese people are the ancestors."

"Ps: Crazy. By the way, what is the book of sculptural artifacts in your memory?"

"Just just a pillow book, don't take it too seriously."

"Ps: OK, I hope you will consider it again. It will not be too late for us to find that cat when I reach level 10."

"You've been saying level 10, level 10 is important to you?"

"Ps: Yes, yes, I'll be super awesome when I wait for level 10."

“It’s specific.”

"Ps: Well, I don't know this either. It's just intuition, intuition tells me that I will have a qualitative leap at level 10."

"Ha, a woman's intuition is really not very good except for some aspects. Let's kneel down and I'll go up."

It is undeniable that women's intuition is really accurate in catching cheating, but in other aspects, there is no need to say anything more.

Retract your thoughts, push the door, and get out of the car.

When the elevator was parked on the first floor, Lin Ning, who was originally absent-minded, had a dazed look in his eyes.

The breeze and the moon are full of talents, clean and neat, gentle and free.

If it weren't for seeing it with my own eyes, Lin Ning would never have thought that he would have seen such temperament in a girl.

White one-piece dress, white canvas shoes, Moutai paper bag, single ponytail hairstyle.

The girl holding a paper bag, with plain face facing the sky, clear eyes and tender skin, making people unable to help pinching her.

"Hi, uncle, please let me know."

The girl's oriole-like voice is crisp and pleasant.

The words "Uncle" made Lin Ning almost doubt his life.

"Does my squall look old?"

He deliberately glanced at the floor number. After the girl left, Lin Ning looked at herself in the elevator mirror without believing in it.

No matter from which perspective, it is as handsome and rich as ever.

"Ps: Stop being so pretty, you're much bigger than her."

“…”

"You are back, I heard from Min Min, have you mortgaged the house?"

Meat-colored transparent stockings, black slim high-square cheongsam, 6cm slim heels.

Looking at the corridor beside the door, Yuwen, who was full of charm and tenderness, Lin Ning raised her eyebrows with a smile, without any intention of speaking.

"What's wrong? Isn't this look good?"

Lin Ning looked at it unscrupulously, which made Yu Wen, who had already made some plans, feel guilty.

"I'll know if it's good or not."

He put his arms around Yuwen's waist and reached the other side of Yuwen's legs, which were wrapped in stockings. Lin Ning said as he walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the cloakroom of the master bedroom.

"You...let me down, this posture, you're very dying."

In the mirror, I had a bright red face, my legs wide open, and my skirt was as close to my waist.

Yu Wen, who saw it, must have thought of something, was really embarrassed.

"You're talking strangely, do you mean stockings with cheongsam?"

Compared to pantyhose, stockings that are long to the base of legs are undoubtedly much more convenient in some ways.

Lin Ning behind Yuwen smiled playfully and asked knowingly.

"I, let's go to the bedroom, okay?"

"not good."

"I, I don't want to...I...well..."

“…”

A wave of coquettishness, a rain of clouds and rain.

A person's life is like running water, which can be dry but not turbid.

"Awaken?"

Yu Wen, whose face was flushed, opened her eyes again and it was already dark.

“What are you looking at?”

He quickly glanced at the cheongsam, high heels, and stockings on the floor. Yuwen lazily stroked her hair and crawled into Lin Ning's arms half leaning against the head of the bed.

"Curiosity is not a good habit."

He raised his hand and stroked the only stockings left on Yuwen's leg. Lin Ning smiled and shook his head, and placed his phone aside.

"oh."

"Don't think too much, just seeing the passage, I think it's quite interesting."

"What's the matter?"

"Man and gun are united, and the figures are united. Spring is like wine, and the moon continues."
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