Zhang Lin said softly: "Actually, I should thank you too. Thank you for letting me experience the feeling I have never experienced before."

Qiao Liang couldn't help but feel a little proud and proud: "It's been a long time since this happened, right?"

Zhang Lin nodded and said, "How long hasn't you done it before this time with me?"

Qiao Liang hesitated for a moment and then said, "The last time was on the eve of her remarriage with Jiang Xiuxiu."

"Does it feel good to Xiuxiu?"

Qiao Liang was a little hesitant for a moment and didn't know how to answer Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin seemed to realize what Qiao Liang was thinking and said indifferently: "Do you think I'm jealous? Do you think I'm jealous?"

Qiao Liang was stunned, but still felt that it was difficult to answer.

Zhang Lin chuckled: "Actually, I have felt that a man as good as you cannot have only one woman around you, and there cannot be no woman around you, let alone you are single now."

Qiao Liang was stunned again. Zhang Lin's words were so similar to what Jiang Xiuxiu said that time.

Qiao Liang suddenly felt very uneasy, confused and melancholy, and got up and leaned against the bedside, touched the cigarette from the bedside table, lit it, and sucked silently.

Zhang Lin leaned against Qiao Liang and looked up at him: "What are you thinking?"

Qiao Liang took two deep breaths of cigarettes and said sadly: "I suddenly felt a little promiscuous. This feeling made me very upset and disliked."

"Do you think you are a promiscuous person?"

"I don't know." Qiao Liang suddenly felt a little irritated.

Zhang Lin was silent for a moment and said softly: "It seems that I can understand your current mood."

"What can you understand?" Qiao Liang looked down at Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin said slowly: "In fact, the so-called promiscuousness, in a sense, targets the abide by secular morality and the responsibility of responsibility and obligations, and is the definition of a certain behavior of men and women in secular society. But from another perspective, in a specific situation, there are different definitions and understandings of different people."

Qiao Liang felt that Zhang Lin’s words were a little vague and difficult to understand for a while.

Zhang Lin continued: "In fact, under the constraints of secular norms, many people live very tired, physically tired, mentally tight, and mentally suppressed. If this fatigue and depression reach a certain level, they need to be released, or vent. In fact, if this release and vent can make one's body happy and mentally happy, why not do it? Is it a sin? Is it reasonable to let oneself suffer all the torture and grievance?"

Qiao Liang listened to Zhang Lin's words silently and smoked silently, as if Zhang Lin's words made some sense.

Zhang Lin gently stroked Qiao Liang's body and then said, "You think you are promiscuous in doing this, but from another perspective, I can understand it as a kind of passion. In my eyes, sometimes I feel that you are a passionate prodigal son."

"Prodigal son? Am I slut?" Qiao Liang grinned.

Zhang Lin smiled: "What I mean by romance is a kind of unruly and elegance, a kind of freedom and freedom. It has no derogatory meaning, and can also be understood as romantic."

"The romantic still seems to be a bit derogatory." Qiao Liang frowned.

Zhang Lin pursed her lips and smiled: "Since ancient times, talented men are more romantic."

"Do you think I'm a talented man?"

"Yes, you are an excellent man, a talented man, a talented man for short."

After hearing Zhang Lin say this, Qiao Liang's uneasiness and worries relaxed a little. He put out the cigarette butt, lay down again, hugged Zhang Lin, and stroked her smooth skin.

"Sister Lin, do you think sex and love can be separated?"

"I don't know, but I think it's best if you are together, everything will go with the flow. No matter what you do, as long as you don't hurt others or endanger others' interests, as long as you are happy and happy, there is no need to worry about these things, otherwise it will only add to your worries and make yourself fall into trouble.

An irritable situation.”

"Sister Lin, you have a very open mind."

Zhang Lin smiled faintly: "As a person who has experienced it, if you are tired of the helplessness and ruthlessness of the world, you will naturally slowly think about it thoroughly. If you still can't figure it out, wouldn't that be very sad?"

Qiao Liang nodded without understanding.

Zhang Lin continued: "Look at the so-called love around us, look at the marriages and families around us, how many are truly happy? How many can truly maintain the inner sex and love? So, there is no need to worry about what others think about it. No matter what they do or what form they do, it doesn't matter. As long as you live a relaxed life, as long as you are happy, this is the most important thing."

Qiao Liang nodded again: "It seems that you are enlightening me and making me feel at ease."

Zhang Lin smiled: "Actually, I am also enlightening myself to accept this reality."

"What reality?"

"The reality that has happened to you and me."

“What is our reality?”

"Our reality is that we are together, seeking each other's dedication and comfort, and releasing our physical and mental enjoying the joy and happiness that each other brings to each other."

"That's all?"

"What else do you want?"

"I..." Qiao Liang hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Zhang Lin smiled slightly: "Using our current reality, it is unnecessary to think of some too serious and heavy problems. Life is short, so why bother yourself?"

Qiao Liang seemed to be able to understand what Zhang Lin said, and couldn't help but hug Zhang Lin's body tightly.

After talking to Zhang Lin just now, Qiao Liang couldn't help feeling much more relieved physically and mentally.

After all, Zhang Lin has rich life experience and experience, her thinking about certain problems is deeper than herself, and she is a woman who is mature from her body to her mind.

Both of them fell into silence for a moment.

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After a while, Zhang Lin chuckled and whispered in Qiao Liang's ear: "You are the second person to lie on this bed since I was single."

"Ah? Who is the first one?" Qiao Liang's body stiffened.

"I like, when she comes to me, she always sleeps in this big bed with me."

When Qiao Liang relaxed when he heard this, he kissed Zhang Lin's earlobe and smiled wickedly: "What would happen if the three of us were lying on this bed together?"

"Bah, hooligan..." Zhang Lin pinched Qiao Liang.

When he thought of Ye Xinyi and when he thought of three people lying on the bed, Qiao Liang suddenly felt a strong stimulation and impulse, and turned over and pressed Zhang Lin under him...

The big bed made a rhythmic creaking sound that was overwhelmed.

"Don't talk about love, don't say love, come on, let me fly..." Zhang Lin murmured while enduring the strong and fierce impact from the little man...

After the fierce battle, the two got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower and putting on his clothes, Zhang Lin went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Qiao Liang leaned against the kitchen door list, looked at Zhang Lin busy, and said for a while: "Sister Lin, how do you feel in your body?"

"What? I want me to give you a satisfactory answer to satisfy your pride?" Zhang Lin turned around and smiled.

Qiao Liang smiled and suddenly said, "I can still do it."

"No, don't, stop!" Zhang Lin waved his hand quickly, feeling lingering fear. Emma, ​​she was hit by this guy all night, now she was sore all over and her legs were trembling. I'm afraid that this team will not be able to join today.
Chapter completed!