Open the Journal: I Drove a Helicopter

The man never looked back.

Therefore, Lin Chen doesn't know whether he is Wen Ting or not.

He simply retracted his sight.

He must be wrong.

Why is Wen Ting here?

Just when Lin Chen withdrew his gaze, the man turned his head.

Not who is Wen Ting?

Seeing Lin Chen and Luo Zhentian, Wen Ting quickly turned his head back.

Frightened.

The young woman next to him asked, "What's the matter?"

"Ahem." Wen Ting coughed awkwardly, "It's nothing."

The young woman looked over there curiously.

"Don't look over there."

Upon hearing this, she also immediately retracted her gaze and smiled softly at Wen Ting: "Okay, I won't look at it."

Wen Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

I hope Lin Chen and Luo Zhentian will not find him.

Otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

But generally speaking.

The more you are afraid of something, the more what will happen.

Luo Zhentian glanced over here.

Wen Ting also happened to look over.

The two looked at each other.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Wen Ting was the first to recover, and hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head.

Signaled him not to come.

After all, he didn't want Lin Chen to know about this.

But Luo Zhentian, who was like Ma Daha, didn't understand Wen Ting's meaning.

I thought Wen Ting waved to him.

So, he waved his hand to Wen Ting vigorously.

"Hey! Old Wen!"

"You are here too!"

At the same time, Lin Chen also looked over here.

Wen Ting took the cold from his heart.

It's over.

It's all over.

Lin Chen was taken aback for a moment: "Uncle Wen?"

At this time, Luo Zhentian also took Lin Chen's shoulder and walked towards Wen Ting.

Wen Ting suddenly had the urge to kill Luo Zhentian.

"Uncle Wen, why are you here?" Lin Chen asked.

At the same time, he glanced at the woman next to him without a trace.

This woman seems to be in her thirties.

Very gentle.

What surprised him was that she was actually holding Wen Ting's arm...

Depending on her age, she shouldn't be a warm biological mother, right?

That is……

Lin Chen was puzzled.

Luo Zhentian said: "What else can you do here? Of course it's a bath!"

After speaking, he looked at Wen Ting again: "Am I right, Old Wen?"

Wen Tingpi smiled and nodded without a smile.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Zhentian looked at the woman beside him again: "Is this your girlfriend?"

Wen Ting:...

"Um."

Lin Chen:? !

Immediately afterwards, the gentle woman also smiled and greeted the two of them.

"Hello~"

Luo Zhentian smiled and said: "Hello!"

Lin Chen was dumbfounded.

Should he be called auntie or sister?

After struggling for a while, he still said good aunt.

After all, seniority can't be bad anymore.

Before Lin Chen could react, another white beauty with blond hair and blue eyes appeared in the bathroom.

He came up and grabbed Wen Ting's other arm.

"Sorry, my dear, I have kept you waiting for a long time!"

Lin Chen and Luo Zhentian were stunned, their mouths almost opened into an "O" shape.

Wen Ting:...

Large-scale social death scene.

What will his son-in-law think of him in the future?

The white beauty also noticed Lin Chen and Luo Zhentian.

"Ting, is this your friend?"

Wen Ting nodded without tears.

The white beauty greeted the two enthusiastically.

Lin Chen was also a little embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Wen is also a man of temperament.

Wen Ting wanted to explain something, Luo Zhentian stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Don't, you don't have to say anything."

"As men, we all know!"

Lin Chen looked at Luo Zhentian unexpectedly.

Could it be that he also...?

Luo Zhentian didn't notice Lin Chen's strange look, but said to Wen Ting: "Old Wen, why don't you go to the bath together?"

Wen Ting hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, just finished soaking."

Lin Chen also reminded: "Uncle Luo, Uncle Wen still has a girlfriend with him."

Is it possible that these two also go to the bath with them?

impossible.

Luo Zhentian also nodded thoughtfully.

"Indeed, just after soaking, if you soak again, you won't be bald."

Then he waved his hand: "Forget it, let me go with Lin Chen."

Wen Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

After bidding farewell, Wen Ting left with someone, and Luo Zhentian also took Lin Chen to the room.

"Tsk tusk tusk, this old Wen, it's too flea!" Luo Zhentian sighed casually, "Forget one, two more?"

Lin Chen also remembered what Luo Zhentian had just said.

"Ahem, Uncle Luo, you were the same man just now, and you understand, is it possible that you also... uh uh?"

Hearing Lin Chen's words, Luo Zhentian was taken aback for a moment, and it took several seconds before he understood the meaning of Lin Chen's words.

He waved his hand quickly: "I don't have one!"

"I only have Xin'er and her mother. After she left, I didn't look for it anymore."

Over the years, he has been guarding himself like a jade.

Before, Wang Ba Cui also stuffed him with a woman, and he was directly beaten out.

Lin Chen nodded: "It turns out that it is."

"Sorry, uncle."

Luo Zhentian directly took Lin Chen's shoulders: "It's okay, let's go take a bath together.

...

Lin Chen and Luo Zhentian were shirtless, soaking in the same hot spring pool.

Luo Zhentian couldn't help sighing: "Comfortable~"

Lin Chen also closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

It was really comfortable, and I felt every cell in my body opened up.

The exhaustion was swept away.

Luo Zhentian asked suddenly: "Lin Chen, do you know why I brought you over for a bath?"

"Building a good body?" Lin Chen asked.

Luo Zhentian stretched out a finger and made a "no" gesture.

"What is that?" Lin Chen also had some doubts.

Luo Zhentian sighed, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing a slight vicissitudes of life.

"I come here often. I have seen too many fathers bring their sons. I always feel that taking a bath with his son is a great thing."

"Later I swear, when I have a son-in-law, I will also take my son-in-law to experience it."

Lin Chen smiled, also a little sad.

Powerful as Luo Zhentian, but also lonely.

"Okay, as long as I'm in Kyoto from now on, when do you want to take a bath, just call me."

Luo Zhentian also laughed.

"no problem!"

Suddenly remembering something, Luo Zhentian took out his cell phone again.

"No way, no way, I have to send a scarf."

"What bib?"

Lin Chen leaned over and took a look.

Luo Zhentian forwarded Luo Xin's scarf.

Also added a sentence.

"What? I heard that someone was going to smash my daughter with a punch?"