98: Chapter 98 When women get involved in pornography, it has nothing to do with men.

Tong Liya clutched her phone, happily deleting the blurry photos, muttering to herself: "Consider yourself lucky! Did you really think I'm someone to be trifled with? I didn't hold it against you before because I saw you as just a little kid."

Lin Chen didn't say a word; he just clasped his hands together, cracked his knuckles, and twisted his neck, his bones popping with loud "cracks."

Tong Liya's eyelids twitched. Instinctively, she covered her perky buttocks with both hands, stepping back while giving a dry laugh: "Hubby, don't be impulsive. We're family; it's bad for the relationship if we start fighting. How about... your wife gives you a private erotic dance back in our room tonight... Ah!"

Before she could finish, Tong Liya let out a shriek and turned to run.

Lin Chen strode after her with his long legs, in hot pursuit.

The sounds of their playful scuffle echoed on the street, causing passing pedestrians to turn their heads frequently.

However, no one recognized that the man and woman acting crazy on the street were big celebrities.

After all, in the public's perception, celebrities always had bodyguards clearing the path and kept up airs; who would imagine they would be chasing and playing around on the street like elementary school students?

Plus, both of them were wearing sunglasses that covered most of their faces, making them even harder to identify.

Passersby just took a few extra looks, secretly feeling envious.

Although their faces weren't clear, the man was tall and straight, and the woman had a hot figure with a pair of long, white legs that were blindingly beautiful. Just looking at their figures, they were a top-tier couple.

...

2:30 PM.

Lin Chen and Tong Liya walked into a movie theater, holding hands tightly, each holding a cup of milk tea in their other hand, strolling leisurely.

This itinerary was forced in by Tong Liya.

She argued with conviction that for a couple in love, watching a movie was the most sacred and indispensable ritual besides going to a hotel, so they had to watch one with Lin Chen today.

As soon as they entered the theater lobby, the two of them instantly became well-behaved, not daring to talk loudly or mess around anymore.

The indoor space was enclosed and crowded; if they were recognized, today's date would be ruined, and they might even be surrounded by obsessive fans.

The two obediently lined up, bought tickets quietly, and even kept their voices low while talking.

Most of the time, Tong Liya hung on Lin Chen like she had no bones, standing on tiptoe and breathing gently into his ear.

Not only did their behavior become sneaky, but they also put on black masks.

...

They were watching an urban romantic comedy.

The movie's content... was extremely boring.

The plot was so rotten that Lin Chen wanted to sleep halfway through; he had absolutely no desire to keep staring at the screen.

Looking around, the reactions of other audience members were much the same.

There were about thirty people in the theater, and there probably weren't even five who were actually watching the movie; there was even a couple who had already left early to "get down to business."

"Hubby, look to the left! Oh, don't turn your head too obviously, use your peripheral vision!"

Tong Liya was pressed against Lin Chen, holding his arm with both hands, whispering instructions while forcibly pushing Lin Chen's head straight after he had just turned it.

She didn't care at all whether the movie was bad or not.

The point of coming today was the phrase "with Hubby," while "watching a movie" was just an incidental activity.

Her attention was now entirely focused on the other audience members in the theater.

Lin Chen straightened his head and glanced slightly to the left with his peripheral vision.

A middle-aged man and woman were sitting there, at least over forty.

They weren't watching the screen either; their heads were huddled together whispering, their behavior was very intimate, and from time to time they kissed each other on the cheek. That level of clinginess was even more exaggerated than young couples.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen asked, puzzled.

"These two are definitely having an affair!" Tong Liya hid her face in Lin Chen's chest, leaving only her big eyes staring fixedly over there, her tone resolute.

Lin Chen was a bit surprised: "How can you tell?"

Tong Liya snorted coldly, in the tone of a relationship expert: "For old married couples at this age, holding each other's hands is like a left hand holding a right hand; they've long since gotten bored of it. Being able to walk side-by-side when going out is considered a harmonious family. But these two? Not only are they here to watch this trashy romance movie, but they're also being all lovey-dovey in public, kissing and biting each other. Does that make sense?"

Lin Chen pondered for a moment and felt there was some truth to it, but there was no need to dismiss everyone: "Maybe they just have a good relationship and have been loving since they were young?"

Tong Liya retorted disdainfully: "Nonsense! No matter how deep the feelings are, they can't withstand the grind of daily life and the passage of time. Research shows that by middle age, the dopamine of love has long since been secreted away; it's all supported by family affection and responsibility. The passion of tossing and turning in bed when young has long since degenerated into plain, warm affection."

"How old are you? You haven't even reached middle age, what do you know?"

"Haven't eaten pork, but haven't I seen a pig run?"

Lin Chen shook his head: "Anyway, I don't believe it; your words are too absolute."

Tong Liya twisted her body unconvinced, the softness of her chest rubbing against Lin Chen's arm: "Think about it. At their age, a husband and wife have slept in the same bed for decades, more familiar than biological siblings. Do you think there can be any freshness or passion left after taking off their clothes?"

Lin Chen gave her a strange look and said quietly: "Biological siblings... isn't that even more stimulating? Just thinking about it makes my blood boil."

"Pfft—cough, cough, hahahaha!"

Tong Liya was so shocked by these words that she laughed out loud, lying in Lin Chen's arms, laughing until she was trembling, her two towering breasts heaving violently.

After laughing for a full half-minute, she finally caught her breath, reached out and pinched Lin Chen's solid thigh hard, blushing and spitting out a curse: "You dirty pervert! What kind of stuff is in your head!"

Lin Chen grinned: "I was just following your line of thought."

Tong Liya buried her little head in his neck, rubbing against it like a clingy kitten, her voice turning soft: "Hubby, tell me... when we get old in the future, become middle-aged people, will you still like to toss me around like this?"

Lin Chen didn't hesitate: "Of course. I'll screw you for a lifetime, even when I'm eighty, I'll still make sure you can't get out of bed."

Tong Liya had black lines all over her face, rolling her eyes in annoyance: "Tossing around at eighty... aren't you afraid of dying on the bed from a heart attack! At that age, can that thing of yours still be used?"

Lin Chen had black lines all over his face; this time it was Tong Liya's turn to cover her mouth and giggle mischievously.

When women get obscene, their speed is much faster than men's.

Having had enough fun, Tong Liya cast her gaze back to the middle-aged couple, her tone becoming a bit serious: "If they really are a married couple, then this kind of relationship is really enviable. Hubby, when we're seventy or eighty, let's come to the movie theater for a date together, and let's hug and kiss like this too, okay?"

Lin Chen hugged her slender waist, which could be grasped with one hand, and smiled: "By the time that day comes, I guess there will be a young couple sitting behind us, pointing at the back of our heads and cursing: 'Look at those two old shameless people, they must be having an affair!'"

"Hahaha! Just don't know if that young couple will be as talented and beautiful as we were when we were young."

"The man definitely won't be as handsome as me, and the woman..."

"What about the woman?" Tong Liya's eyes turned cold.

"The woman will definitely be beautiful too, just maybe more gossipy than you."

"So what if I'm gossipy! I like it! I'll bite you to death!" Tong Liya opened her little mouth and bit directly onto Lin Chen's shoulder through his clothes.