time-limited addiction

The content of the teahouse pictures on the Internet somehow became funny to Zhou Luchen.

What kind of bodyguards are guarding the door of the teahouse, and your noble son has reserved the whole place to listen to the Pingtan and pursue little A-Jing.

Why on earth, others can see the story just by looking at a picture.

Zhou Lu thought deeply, but didn't think seriously.

I don’t have the time to think about love and love.

He pressed the elevator.

into the elevator.

Shen Jing turned back, raised her toes, hooked his collar down, and kissed his thin lips.

The lips are a little hot.

But she is so satisfied...

Thinking about it, she lowered her head, shy and quiet.

With Zhou Lüchen's mocking smile, he held her waist and came back, "There is a camera."

Following the direction indicated by Zhou Lüchen, Shen Jing looked up and saw the fish-eye camera in the corner of the elevator.

The security guards will definitely look at the funds and wealth of well-known rich people in the joint business. In terms of security, there must be top monitoring branches up and down.

Shen Jing quickly turned her back and faced the wall thinking about her fault.

"If you don't remind me, it would be embarrassing again."

Zhou Lüchen leaned there and looked at her, it was really a blank sheet of paper.

Compared to her embarrassment, he was as calm as water.

"You like to send it here?"

She didn't say anything and admitted frankly, "I like it. What's wrong?"

What she means is, kiss her if you like, don't hide it.

Zhou Luchen clearly saw through her, but did not reveal the meaning behind his words.

that night.

Zhou Lüchen had a friend ask him to go to the boxing ring to talk.

I really don’t understand why people ask him out every day.

If he's happy, he'll be rewarded. If he's unhappy, he'll just say 'don't ask nonsense'.

Later, I thought about it, Zhou Lüchen had so many resource advantages behind his back and had a precise vision. How many people liked to get close to him and please him, just to see if the seal in his hand could be sealed or not.

Shen Jing went with him in disgust.

In the boxing ring.

The muscle warriors from abroad were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen. Blood was spattered on the ring, but the winner had not yet been decided.

She was so frightened that she hid behind Zhou Lüchen, "Will he be disabled?"

"will not."

Zhou Luchen saw her timid white rabbit look and was very interested, "Would you like to guess who will win?"

"The red one." She thought, "The red one is stronger."

Zhou Luchen mocked her innocence. She probably didn't know who she wanted to win. She could act in the ring, "Tell me, what will you do if you lose?"

"The little kitten is mortgaged to you." Shen Jing took action on this point.

"I don't want a cat." Zhou Lüchen held her in his arms, "I owe you."

"Is this all accounted for, Mr. Zhou?"

"Concentrate on watching."

In the VIP stand, she and Zhou Lüchen stood side by side in front of the glass railing. The lights in the stadium were filled with blue light and shadow.

The referee jumped on the ring, raised the blue team's hand, and announced the blue team's victory.

Someone is cheering.

The louder the cheers, the more discouraged Shen Jing became.

She lost so suddenly that she sounded anxious, "That doesn't count. He fought back just now. Why does he get beaten everywhere when I win the bet?"

He laughed out loud at her behavior.

"You can't afford it, Shen Jing."

Perhaps Shen Jing didn't understand many unknown ways of playing in the ring at that time. For example, they would look at the big boss's hand gestures to determine which side should win, and the players in the ring could all perform it.No one can see any flaws.

In this kind of physical fighting arena, she is the only one who can really win or lose in a real fight.

Zhou Luchen saw that she was afraid of the bloody scenes and was too lazy to stay any longer. He had no interest in watching these, but he was a little bit in a bad mood. He always liked to take her with him. Occasionally, he would see her panicking and be afraid of seeing her yelling at him as a bastard. Naturally, he was not as good as her when he was there. The appearance of being scared in bed is quite touching.

It's just painful.

Tonight, it is the driver who drives us.

As soon as Shen Jing got into the car, she lowered her head and played with her mobile phone.

The night view of Shanghai was so mesmerizing that she was used to seeing it coming and going, but she rarely had the pleasure of admiring it.

A pack of unpacked cigarettes was thrown into her arms, and she slowly turned sideways, "What?"

Zhou Lüchen leaned on his seat to answer the phone. From time to time he would explain to the other side and raised his hand to indicate that it was inconvenient for him to answer the phone.

Shen Jing unwrapped the plastic film for him, and immediately took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth. The man's thin lips were gently sucked, and his eyes looked at her and smiled, chaotic and wanton.

Shen Jing really wanted to get it back for him.

After driving for a while, the car was waiting for a traffic light at the intersection opposite Taikoo Hui.

Shen Jing looked at the store lights and pedestrians outside the car. Because of the weekend, there were more pedestrians than usual.

Diagonally opposite, staff are beginning to install new art works at the entrance of Taikoo Hui. The maze that was dazzling last month will be demolished.

"Do you want to go to grandma's house with me tomorrow?"

Zhou Lüchen took away his phone and said, "What's the matter?"

"Please go to my grandma's house for dinner."

Shen Jing didn't say anything about her birthday. She didn't have the habit of celebrating birthdays in the past. She always went back to the alley to have a meal with her grandmother.

It's not like he hasn't seen her ID card and can't remember it.

She didn't seem to remember it, so Shen Jing didn't ask. She didn't want to celebrate her birthday and didn't buy a cake. Her grandma called her and asked her to go back tomorrow. She also deliberately hoped that she would bring her 'boyfriend' to have a look.

I just want to take this opportunity to take him to see his grandmother, so that the old man will not believe her and want to set her up for a blind date all day long.

Zhou Luchen didn't guess what holiday it was. He pressed the lighter in his hand. After a moment, he stopped, took out the cigarette from his mouth, and said calmly, "I don't have time tomorrow."

Whenever she had time, she knew he wouldn't go. Shen Jing turned her back, looked out the car window, and looked at the tall buildings passing by.

Zhou Lüchen threw down his cigarette, "Can you be angry?"

Shen Jing looked at the reflection on the glass window, there was a blur of him and her, and on the screen on the luxurious building outside, the light and shadow of Li Yao were sparsely printed on the car window.

Shen Jing sighed and said nonchalantly, "I'm not angry. I just feel it's a pity to invite you for the first time. If you're busy, it won't be a bother."

Zhou Lüchen hugged her from her back and put his hand into her sweater from bottom to top without pulling the buttons directly. A pair of noble fingers were untying them one by one. From time to time, his fingers passed over her skin and moved downwards. He squeezed her waist hard and said, "I won't do it if I say no. Why are you so capable?"

She twisted slightly.

As for what Zhou Lüchen will be busy with tomorrow, Shen Jing doesn't know.

Seeing her disappointed look, Zhou Lüchen would coax her with a few words, but that was all.

He grabbed her chin back, lowered his head and pecked the corner of her lips. She tilted her head, and he pulled her cheek back and continued to kiss her deeply.

The more Zhou Lüchen kissed, the more unreasonable she became. Tears welled up in her eyes. She was obsessed with this moment and didn't want to resist.

At first with him, he hated kissing him at this time.

Later, she was as bold as a bad child, always seducing him.

Some things are like poppies, they get out of hand once they touch them.

The car drove to the suburbs and finally stopped in a sparsely populated corner.

....
later.

She was hugged by Zhou Lüchen, leaning on the seat and blowing the night breeze outside the window.

The wind in the middle of the night is biting and lonely.

Zhou Luchen's body was hot. She followed the breeze as much as she could, lowered her head, and fastened his belt with her hands.

"A Jing."

Because she was already nervous, Shen Jing's fingers trembled, "Huh?"

"How long have you been with me?" he asked.

She suddenly couldn't remember how long she had been with Zhou Luchen.