time-limited addiction

"No one in the world is sincere, so why are you so valuable?" Zhou Lüchen leaned over and whispered into Shen Jing's ear, breathing warmly and holding her up and down, "Huh?"

Zhou Lüchen thought she was boring and ignorant.

"It's really worthless. In your heart, power, politics, and most importantly, you don't care who likes you or who doesn't like you." She avoided his grasp and leaned her waist in the man's palm, unable to move.

"Can you please drink enough water?" Zhou Lüchen's voice was hoarse, and his face was filled with coldness.

She shook her head, "No, love is the cheapest. Anyone can love anyone after turning around."

She didn't want to fall down either.

"Do you regret following me?"

The man's rough voice was diluted in the empty room.

Her eyes were filled with tears. As she thought about it, she lowered her head and murmured, "I don't regret it, you were very kind to me."

He was good, so why was he so bad? Why was she so addicted to it?

People around me often say.

——Our most distinguished Mr. Tuesday in Shanghai, he is very good at doting on that little girl and paying fishermen to catch a sea of ​​fish.

——It only took 4 hours to fly Begonia flowers back to Shanghai from Beijing. White Begonia flowers bloom all year round.
——The most popular bar in the city, where people dance every night, has been closed. Do you know how it was closed? Something happened to the little girl there, and the second son rushed back to Shanghai on a private plane in the middle of the night.

——The last time he went to a teahouse to book a restaurant, he sold out 24 yuan a day.

Even if 24 yuan is like an ordinary 24 yuan.

She buried her head in the sofa and almost couldn't hold back her tears, but she didn't want him to see her. "I am not drunk when I say these words, I am very conscious."

She didn't know what happened, but Shen Jing burst into tears.

Zhou Luchen turned her over and saw that she was in tears, her hair was a mess. He stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears, his fingertips were wet and sticky, "If you don't follow, I won't follow. Is there a need to cry?"

It was rare for him to act gently.

Shen Jing subconsciously grabbed Zhou Luchen's neck and pressed it against his strong Adam's apple. She really couldn't wait for his explanation. What she saw was the truth. It seemed that he wanted to marry Wei Wenxin.

Tears fell on my chest one by one.

Your young master plays in the world and does not indulge in love easily.Adult feelings are not as beautiful and unmissable as those in novels and movies.

Ambiguity is like a bubble, it bursts as soon as you poke it.

Thousands of people in this world have a hot and cold heart, but none of them combined can compare to a single person with a serious heart.

"I really won't follow you anymore. I'm too tired. Please forgive me and I wish you a bright future."

After those words came out, even the little pendulum clock on the wall stopped moving.

"Okay." Zhou Lüchen rubbed the back of her head and said in a tired voice, "You've cried enough and have a good rest. If you continue to mess around, I won't let you appear in front of me again, you know."

She cried softly, "Yes, I understand."

Turning around, Zhou Lüchen was ruthless and indifferent for a moment. He picked up the trousers and shirt on the carpet and walked to the cloakroom.

Shen Jing lay back on the sofa and looked at the golden dome ceiling.

Obviously a second ago, he was looking at her affectionately.

The next second, just leave.

Watching him change his clothes, wearing a brand new black shirt, black trousers, and the same suit on his crooked arm, slowly buttoning the buttons with one hand, with an indifferent attitude, the sense of abstinence in him became even stronger.

Door open.

There was a "叏" sound, and there was no trace of him in the room.

Shen Jing lay on the sofa and closed her eyes to rest.

The heart has no fixed place and will not stop for anyone.

On December 12, the temperature in Shanghai was very cold.

Zhou Lüchen left her at home, which was probably the cruelest way for both parties to end it.

In the beginning, she fell into the quagmire willingly.