Cai Xukun: Wrong love for the bride
  • annanyin
    annanyin
    I, I'm... I don't know where I am.
  • An Nanyin scratched her head and said awkwardly. She felt that this reason was far-fetched. She thought that Lin Yanjun would ask her relentlessly, but she didn't expect that the other party...
  • linyanjun
    linyanjun
    Oh yes, I almost forgot that you are an *.
  • Puff...
  • Do your brothers hurt your sister like this? Lin Zhongzhong, I mean you are lucky or unfortunate.
  • Um? No, how did Lin Yanjun know that he was crazy, ah bah, this sentence shouldn't be said like this, it should be like this: Is Lin Zhongzhong the same as himself? They are all crazy.
  • annanyin
    annanyin
    Brother Lin Yan, do you have anything else to do?
  • An Nanyin almost called out Lin Yanjun's full name, but fortunately she changed her mind quickly and changed her mind in time.
  • The other party didn't feel anything strange, and Lin Yanjun spit out two words for a long time:
  • linyanjun
    linyanjun
    It's all right.
  • "Doo doo doo..."
  • The other party hung up the phone decisively, and An Nanyin breathed a sigh of relief. If Lin Yanjun called every day to ask about her sister's situation, she could not afford such a crime.
  • Think about it, if it continues like this, after a long time, it is estimated that she herself thinks that she is really Lin Yanjun's younger sister.
  • At six o'clock in the morning, the hazy light rain began to fall, the sky became gloomy, and the old man who ran on the roadside in the early morning also ran in the direction of going home.
  • Lin Yanjun was wearing a lazy gray nightgown, standing next to the glass window. He was holding a glass of red wine in his left hand, and he listened to the sound of the red wine swaying and slamming.
  • Lin Yanjun opened the window, took a step forward and closed his eyes, feeling the pain of the cold wind blowing on him outside.
  • His grey, dull eyes looked into the distance, his fingers tapped rhythmically on the glass, and for a long time he gave a cold hum and pronounced a name with interest.
  • linyanjun
    linyanjun
    An Nanyin... I'm back.
  • A wicked smile on the corner of Lin Yanjun's mouth made people tremble. He raised his head and elegantly drank the red wine in the glass.
  • The wine stains from the red wine did not enter the mouth, but flowed down the lips to the chin, agitated to the Adam's apple, and continued to extend downward...
  • He threw the empty wine glass and shattered it to pieces on the ground, the sound of the wine glass breaking clearly in the silent room.
  • Hmm... that kind of tear... it turns out.
  • He never had any younger sister, let alone the existence of Lin Zhongzhong.
  • He just walked to her ward on purpose, pretending to be a sister-in-law so that An Nanyin couldn't bear to tell him the truth.
  • linyanjun
    linyanjun
    An Nanyin, you really owe me so much. It's been so long. If it wasn't for these eyes, I might have forgotten who you are...
  • Lin Yanjun smiled, like a devil crawling out of hell, that kind of presumptuous look.
  • For five years, he became silent.
  • For five years, he was used to silence.
  • For five years, he had endured everything for her, including these blind eyes...
  • It turned out that he approached her.
  • It was just a quiet conspiracy...
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A quiet conspiracy