time-limited addiction

10 minutes.

It's a long way from the main door into the hall.

Old Mrs. Zhou was having dinner, and chatting with her were her grandchildren who were visiting from the clan.

The servant prepared the dishes, pulled out the chair, and waited for the gentleman to take his seat.

Mrs. Zhou glanced at him from above, "Eat and then go back."

Zhou Lüchen took his hand out of his trousers pocket and placed the Buddhist beads bracelet on the table. "I prayed for you after being a vegetarian for seven days. It has been blessed."

Old Mrs. Zhou glanced at the string of Buddhist beads, amber beads from the Baltic Sea mine.

The old man was used to seeing expensive things, but the troublemaking young master in front of him had asked for them in the temple, so he swallowed the rebuke for no reason.

"Have you also begged your second grandma?"

Zhou Lu said with a deep smile, "Please take your time to have dinner, you are still busy."

After speaking, he left.

Mrs. Zhou looked at the Buddhist beads and ordered someone to take off the jade bracelet from her wrist and put on the beads.

The great-great-grandson is a 17-year-old child and said in a gentle voice, "My great-grandmother's beads are really eye-catching and keep you safe. A few years ago, in order to build a temple, the famous monk Master Shi auctioned a string of amber beads from Baltic Sea mines. Sellers from all over the country I secretly asked the consignor to compete for the price, and the transaction price was a total of 4 million."

How could Mrs. Zhou not know this?

The great-great-grandson went on to praise, "My great-grandmother was really coaxed to great joy by my brother-in-law."

Old Mrs. Zhou said calmly and without surprise, "The people sent to Nanhuai Ancient Temple to see him were all very strict and did not reveal anything about what he was doing inside."

No matter how much Mrs. Zhou knew about his temperament, she couldn't find out anything. He could suppress anything he really didn't want others to know.

The junior said, "My brother-in-law has always been filial. He must pray for my grandma's safety and concentrate on worshiping Buddha and practicing."

Old Mrs. Zhou started using her chopsticks again, "I still lied to him at that time, because I was afraid that if he refused to calm down, he would kill his opponent."

"Uncle, I definitely understand your good intentions."
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Shen Jing waited until Zhou Luchen came back and saw the man sitting in the driver's seat and starting the engine.

She looked at the man's side face, which was focused on driving, and asked, "Brother-in-law?"

It's like a cat's whining, softly scratching the heart.

Zhou Lüchen raised his eyebrows slightly. For a moment, his eyes fell on her face for two seconds, and he raised his lips and smiled, "You don't understand anything about calling people without rules."

"Uncle." Shen Jing suddenly felt amused, "I just heard someone from the Zhou family call you that."

Zhou Luchen had a dull look on his face and seemed to be calm. He switched to the driving mode and accelerated, "Hotel."

Shen Jing quickly recovered and froze.

There are too many hotels in Shanghai to count, but Zhou Luchen loves to go to only two or three.

The hotel manager seemed very familiar, and he treated me like he was welcoming the God of Wealth.

Those days were uneventful.

Zhou Lüchen could either hang out with her in the hotel or go home.

He was not willing to turn on the heating, and Shen Jing was afraid of the cold and was not allowed to turn it off.

Thus.

Sweating.

A drunken night with light and shadow.

The man's hot sweat dripped on her back. He turned her over and dripped on her front.

Hot and tender.

The words he bit into her ear were hoarse and pleasant, but not affectionate.

He didn't notice her trembling hands.

Shen Jing really couldn't bear to stay up so late, all the tiredness in her body was gone, and she was crying and crying for survival.

After a long time, Zhou Luchen was willing to give up and hold her in his arms.

Shen Jing looked at him and saw that his lips were thin but moist, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch them.

He rolled his eyelids lazily, "Don't you call me uncle anymore?"

Shen Jing buried her head deeply, blushing with embarrassment.

"I've been yelling all night, don't bully me."

Zhou Lüchen rubbed her into his arms and whispered, "You are so heartless. You want me to listen to you in everything."

Shen Jing whispered to Nuonuo, "You haven't heard of it at all. Everything must be centered on you."

"Didn't you just listen?" He replied absently.

"It's no use listening to Buddhist scriptures if you are so immoderate." Shen Jing reached out and pulled up the quilt to sleep. She no longer had the energy to talk to him and just wanted to sleep.

Listening to Buddhist scriptures is indeed in vain.

The scriptures are indeed copied in vain.

Zhou Lüchen played with her bracelet. Her body was hot, and her body temperature and bracelet were both warm.

Sometimes I don’t know what she likes, so I just pick something expensive and let her choose.

November 11 is the last day of typhoon rain.

His son-in-law said on Tuesday that he would go to the teahouse to flatter her, but he actually went.

Xing Wendong didn't mention how happy he was to have this uncle come and serve him good tea and snacks.

He comes as soon as he comes and always likes to book the place.What kind of place is this? There are so many people talking, so I accidentally didn’t let Zhuang Ming handle it.

The news spread far and wide, and even the tourists turned into curious babies.

"There are a generation or two of young masters in Shanghai who love to come to the Red Sandalwood Tea House to pay homage to little A-Jing."

"It is said that I am here to pursue little Ah Jing. It's a Rolls-Royce. Last time I drove a Maybach. Next time I will drive a Hongqi L5. Not to mention how rich I am."

"We should have caught her. She takes a helicopter to work every day. Isn't that outrageous?"

The message was spread crookedly, it was clearly her who caught him first.

Her social media account has not been updated for a long time, and more and more netizens are following her and even asking.

[Who is the rich second generation who likes to cheer for his sister? I was the listener who exchanged 5000 last time. Thinking about it, I feel happy]

[It feels like a marketing routine. Shen Jing wants to be an Internet celebrity and sell goods. No, I follow you because I like the cats you raise and the daily commentaries you post.]

[What if the cat was given as a gift? You fell in love with a lonely person]

Shen Jing uninstalled the APP directly and let netizens discuss it themselves.

It made her want to cancel her account and she couldn't explain it.

Liang Yingning took her to a restaurant, "What are you afraid of? No one knows it's Zhou Lüchen. Don't worry, the Zhou family doesn't care about this. Mrs. Zhou will definitely not want to hear it."

Really don't care.

Listening to Buddhist scriptures is in vain, why do you want to care about it?

Return to Shanghai.

The car was parked in the underground parking lot of the CBD building.

Waiting for Zhou Lushen to get off work is a torture.

Shen Jing asked the front desk and went up to the roof of the branch building.

When I entered the CEO's office, I saw Zhou Luchen and a beautiful female secretary coming in and out.

Zhou Lüchen raised his eyes to look at her and dismissed the people immediately.

There was no one around, so the thin-skinned little fox let go, and lo and behold, she sat directly in his arms, her hands like duckweeds supporting his shoulders.

"Mr. Zhou is really busy. I've been waiting for too long."

The fragrance in his arms made Zhou Lüchen a little unprepared.

Shen Jing took out her mobile phone and hesitated to express her grievances, "There is a photo on the Internet of Zhuang Ming guarding the red sandalwood gate, and a series of stories have been made up."

"This is how they think. The Rolls-Royce boss has reserved the venue for love, and the bodyguards are always guarding the door."

Zhou Lüchen followed her instructions and flipped through the pictures with his fingers, much calmer than her.

in the picture.

The door of the red sandalwood tea house is closed, the bodyguard stands dignifiedly guarding the door, and the area is empty.

There are also various subtitles that attract traffic.

He took off his tie, "Did I ignore it and affect your vote?"

"The vote doesn't affect it, it affects my name." Shen Jing said.

Zhou Lüchen hummed nonchalantly, "I won't go in the future."

Shen Jing shook her head unhappily.

"It's difficult to serve. I'll warn Zhuang Ming and don't stand at the door next time." He held her hips tighter with his palms and looked at her with interest, "This will not calm down your anger."

Sometimes Shen Jing really felt that as long as he was willing, he could take care of her like a child, no matter how big or small. With that little bit of love, everything seemed to be faultless.

The days get used to it.

So much so that when something happens, you will think of getting close to him. In your mind, no matter what happens, he will be behind everything.

The landline phone rang and he pressed the speakerphone.

Asked over there, "Mr. Zhou, are you still going to Juntai Technology's dinner?"

"Don't ask nonsense." He hung up directly.

Shen Jing imitated Yan Liang and said, "Don't ask nonsense."

Zhou Lu smiled deeply, slowly playing with a strand of her hair and pulling harshly. She was in pain and her head was forced to fall back.

"Jingjing?"

"What?" Shen Jing stared blankly at the Cartier luxury lamp on the ceiling.

Beautiful as diamonds.

Zhou Luchen asked calmly, "They call you that?"

She rubbed her hair, "That's what you screamed in my ear last night."

He bit her cochlea, tenderly and vaguely, and called her Jingjing.

Occasionally, he would call her tenderly when he was in love. After completely satisfying himself, there was no trace of falling in love in his eyes.

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, "The small box is free."

Zhou Lv remained silent, with a vague smile in his eyes, and held her hand to leave work early.

The entire Union Branch turned a blind eye to her existence.