The door of the martial arts hall quietly opened, and Wen Man stretched half of her head into the crack of the door.

"It's over?" she asked delicately.

"Um."

Lin Chong took back his thoughts and nodded with a plain expression.

Wen Man looked around and confirmed that Lin Chong was the only one left in the martial arts hall. He immediately regained his true nature as a witch. He walked behind his hands and walked to Lin Chong with his cat steps.

When she sat down, she and Lin Chong were very close to each other, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

A faint fragrance floated into the forest's heavy nose, like orchids and musk, which was fascinating.

"Why don't they stay for lunch?"

Wenman had nothing to say about.

"No, they have their own arrangements."

Lin Chong answered casually.

"All right."

Wenman held two smooth jade arms, her delicate body slightly sideways, her legs bent, and her sitting posture was elegant and casual, but she exuded a sexy smell: "What should I do if the dishes prepared in the kitchen? I can't finish them alone."

She said while aiming at Lin Chong. Seeing that Lin Chong was like a wooden man, she didn't say anything, so she had to take the initiative: "Big Demon King, do you want to stay for dinner?"

Lin Chong turned his head and glanced at Wen Man.

It just so happened that Wenman was also sneaking at him, and the two of them immediately met.

Facing Lin Chong's extremely penetrating gaze, Wen Man couldn't help but blushed, but instead turned her gaze away, she mustered up the courage to look at Lin Chong.

From Wen Man's bright eyes, Lin Chong saw nervousness and expectation.

"Can."

Lin Chong thought about it and found that he had no other arrangements today, so he agreed.

"I just know that the Great Demon King is the best!"

Wen Man couldn't help but smiled like a flower, and stood up excitedly: "Little girl, let's make arrangements now. You can continue practicing, and you won't disturb you!"

After saying that, Wen Man waved at Lin Chong and left the practice hall with light steps.

Listening to the sound of footsteps gradually fading away, Lin Chong closed his eyes and his mind entered the state of ethereal selflessness.

Never forget to practice anytime and anywhere is the secret of Lin Chong becoming stronger.

More than half an hour later.

Wen Man personally led Lin Chong to the private room on the first floor of Tianbao Building.

The decoration of this private room is extremely luxurious, including sofas, TVs, refrigerators, and air conditioners. There is a huge round solid wood dining table in the middle, with a diameter of more than two meters.

The dining table was filled with delicious dishes.

Cold and hot plates, rare mountain delicacies, precious seafood, green vegetables, desserts and drinks, etc., covering the sea, land and air, and the seasons include spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Lin Chong didn't expect that Wen Man was prepared so richly, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

Wenman personally pulled open the high-back chair located on the top, then followed the waiter's posture, smiled like a flower, and reached out to inspire: "Customer, please take your seat."

Lin Chong was speechless, but he didn't say much, so he walked over and sat down.

"You guys all go out."

Wenman waved his hand to drive away all the waiters in the box.

“Yes, President.”

The waiters bent down to salute Wenman and came out one after another.

Wen Man locked the door of the box and turned to face Lin Chong. Qiubo was circling, with a charming smile, and deliberately said in a seductive tone: "Great Demon King, no one can disturb us now."

Lin Chong pretended not to understand her pun, and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food.

Seeing this, Wenman couldn't help but curl her lips secretly.

"Fake serious."

She snorted softly, her beautiful eyes turned, and a bold idea suddenly penetrated her mind.

"If you try again for the last time, I will admit defeat if you are not moved!"

Thinking of this, Wenman suppressed his sudden heartbeat, poured a glass of wine, and then walked towards Lin Chong with the wine glass.

Lin Chong was about to reach out to take the wine glass from Wen Man's hand, but he didn't expect Wen Man to twist his slender waist and squeeze directly into his arms and sit down on his thighs.

The warm fragrance of nephrite comes into my arms. Even though Lin's center of gravity is as stable as a rock, he feels the blood flow accelerate.

"Big Demon King, little girl wishes you a cup."

Wenman's cheeks were red, biting her cherry lips, and her beautiful eyes were full of affection.

"Why?" Lin Chong put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and asked seriously.

"Of course, thank you for your care."

"good."

Lin Chong stared at Wen Man's beautiful face, accepted her explanation, and raised his hand to take over the wine glass.

However, Wen Man took a sip first, then lowered her head, leaned her cherry lips towards Lin Chong, her pretty face blushed even more, and her eyes were extremely gentle, as if water was about to drip.

Lin Chong didn't hide, and he didn't want to hide.

In this case, if he still wants to hide, he is not a normal man.

After a long time, the two figures overlapped together finally separated.

Wenman wiped off the remaining wine at the corner of his mouth, and his hair was tilted down along his shoulders, covering half of his face. It was amazingly beautiful and charming.

"Is it delicious?" she asked in a bad voice.

Lin Chong avoided answering and asked back: "Why do this?"

Wenman curled up in Lin Chong's arms like a cat, with her cheek resting on Lin Chong's chest, and exhaled like Lan: "Of course I hope you can take care of me all the time in the future."

Lin Chong was silent for a moment: "I can't give you a title."

"I don't want a title."

Wenman raised his upper body, his eyes shining: "I only want you."

When a girl doesn't seek fame and wants to be with you, any man will be moved.

But Lin Chong won't.

Because Lin Chong knew how dangerous and cunning Wenman was, every word she said could be a lie and he had to carefully understand the truth and falsehood.

"Don't you trust me?"

Wen Man seemed to see Lin Chong’s inner thoughts, and his expression became dark, and a deep look of loss appeared between his eyebrows: “Is I really that bad in your eyes?”

Lin Chong said frankly: "I want to believe you, but the things you have done have made me worry."

"I didn't know you before, but after I met you, I decided to change my mind from now on and never harm others again."

Wen Man's face was full of grievance, and tears rolled in her eyes: "How do you want to trust others? Do you want others to dig out their hearts for you to show them?"

The more she spoke, the more sad she became. She suddenly lay on Lin Chong's chest and started crying with sobs.

"Why are you crying?"

Lin Chong was really unable to resist the woman's tears and suddenly felt in a hurry.

"The Great Demon King, I have sweared to God that I have never deliberately deceived you, nor have I done anything to be sorry for you."

Wen Man raised his head, tears streaming eyes, pear blossoms were raining, I really felt pity: "I have always thrown my arms into my arms, but you still doubt that they are so mean, are they so mean, are they annoying? Isn't it worth your little trust and love?"

Lin Chong became bigger and bigger, and gently stroked Wenman's back and comforted him: "You are very outstanding. I have never thought you were inferior, and I have never hated you."

"I don't believe it!"

Wenman stopped crying a little, wiped his tears, used the woman's usual tricks to mess around, and choked up and said, "You are lying! You just hate me, you just think I'm inferior!"
Chapter completed!