time-limited addiction

Behind the ajar door.

Shen Jing was sitting in the living room, silently looking at the black Bible and red roses in front of her, in a state of idle thought, with only the words 'I marry you' in her mind.

Looking at the diamond ring in the Bible, the handcraftsmanship is very exquisite and it should be a collection-level diamond ring.

From time to time, a few suppressed coughs could be heard outside the door.

for a long time.

"Does he have a serious cold?"

Shen Jing was asking Zhuang Ming.

Zhuang Ming, who received his salary, was still grinding coffee in the villa, and this time he was not a human being.

Zhuang Ming said it was none of his business, "I haven't been around the second young master recently, so I don't understand."

Shen Jing stood up suddenly, went upstairs to rummage through the medicine box, and found a box of capsules. She hurried downstairs and walked to the half-open door to look for that lonely figure.

However, the entry steps to the fifth floor.

Only four cigarette butts remained.

The black executive motorcade was leaving Beverly Hills in an orderly manner.

Zhuang Ming suddenly stood behind her, "Do you want to chase me? Can I call him to come back and get the medicine?"

Shen Jing squeezed the medicine box in her hand and returned to the house, "No, there is a doctor taking care of him."

"Bring it here." Zhuang Ming took the pill box from her hand and said, "I'll send it to you."

Zhuang Ming drove fast, and the administrative convoy took into account safety and speed requirements, and quickly caught up with the black Mercedes-Benz S-Class AMG that was being escorted by the convoy.

When the car window slowly lowered, Zhuang Ming said, "This is from Miss Shen. She may have been delayed for a few minutes while going upstairs to get the medicine. She has already gone out."

After taking the medicine, Zhou Lüchen closed the car window and remained silent.

Zhuang Ming stood still and watched the fleet of luxury cars leave.

Next year, the annual salary should be increased, and the boss is the most generous.

Zhuang Ming returned to the villa.

The scenery here is good and the environment is quiet.

Rich people from all walks of life will not come out and move around.

The mansion was almost entirely made of high-grade steel and bulletproof glass. No matter whether Shen Jing was on the second or third floor, she could clearly see the leaving row of executive motorcades, leaving along the only path with double flash lights.

With her nose sore, Shen Jing looked for the control panel and pressed a button. All the floor-to-ceiling screens upstairs and downstairs slowly closed to isolate the scene.

Similarly, the noble man in the back seat looked at the brightly lit mansion on the top of the mountain. Through the car window, he could see the closed white gauze curtain.

Shen Jing no longer had the intention to see where Zhou Luchen had left. She walked to the outdoor movie screen and leaned cross-legged on the sofa. The 4-meter-wide screen showed the Thai drama Rich Family Love.

If you read it carefully, she won’t remember what it said.

Zhuang Ming picked up the controller and switched off the Thai language. Only then did she react slightly and turned around in confusion.

She learned to drink again. A bottle of red wine was opened and half empty.

Zhuang Ming didn't want to persuade him, so he turned around and left.

I think Shen Jing has the 36 Strategies of Sun Tzu's Art of War in her body.

She has her own honey traps and tricks to pull people out of the cauldron.

The noble young master who has never experienced hardship in his life, the noble young master who travels around the colorful world without any care, has tasted the pain of the beauty trap for the first time.Shen Jing slept on the sofa in the middle of the night, but Zhuang Ming couldn't hug her and yelled for a long time.

She didn't respond.

"Shen Jing, it's raining, go downstairs and sleep."

Zhuang Ming read her name directly, and she finally opened her eyes.

"The mask is there, open it."

Zhuang Ming said expressionlessly, "Thunder will scare you to death."

Shen Jing then got up, and Zhuang Ming bent down to pick up the Bible and rings on the table and put them away for her.

It rains, it rains, it rains heavily.

Zhuang Ming sometimes thought from a different perspective. The person who understood Mr. Tuesday's love debt best was himself.

In the colorful world, there are seductions and temptations everywhere, and it is impossible for the second young master to flirt with other girls just by turning around.

The Zhou family is very defensive, but they can't suppress the second son. Today he is a famous star, tomorrow he is a famous diva in a teahouse, and the day after tomorrow he is recalling his ex's old relationship and helping him.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

Falling in love is fine anywhere, but getting married is unreliable.

Likewise, the prodigal son's promise to return cannot be exchanged for gold.
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There are two rumors in the media. One is that Joanna and Zhou Luchen are the financial backers and canaries, and the president of the joint bank may not marry a young model.

The other is that Zhou Luchen broke up with his biological father because of Joanna's family background. Joanna was heartbroken and refused to marry him.

That night, the two discussions were completely empty.

Joanna closes the comment area.

What's the use? The brains of netizens can't be empty. Half of the netizens are accustomed to the rumors and rumors from the media and treat it as nothing happened. The other half are Joanna's fans and believe the second point. It is a feast for the rich and powerful from the top oriental elites. It is not easy for models to participate. Discussing the love story of my own baby.

Zhou Luchen was completely ill. He lay down on his bed and fell asleep after returning from Los Angeles. The meeting was postponed.

Lying sideways on the quilt.

The doctor gave Zhou Luchen medicine, and his fever went away. The temperature of the water in the shower was too low. He was also mysophobic and had to take a shower in the morning and evening.

The doctor was exhausted. "There is shower gel for girls and two toothbrushes in the bathroom. Is your muse not here?"

Zhou Lüchen reached out, found his mobile phone from the bedside table, transferred money to the doctor, and then threw away the mobile phone.

"Leave my house."

From crisp to cold.

Looking at the medical bills, the doctor was pleased with himself. He bent down and put down the medicine, then knelt down and kowtowed, "You have a heart problem, don't blame my medical skills."

Zhou Lüchen said nothing, only motioned to the doctor to turn off the lights and close the door, and lay on the bed in silence to sleep alone.

The phone lights up.

Zhuang Ming: "Miss Shen has returned to China, taking your Bible with her. Her niece Jiahe is celebrating her birthday and she is anxious to go back."

Zhou Lüchen turned off his phone and closed his eyes.

In total darkness.

He had never thought that he would actually follow the idea of ​​a vixen and take a path that he had never thought of.

First of all, every time the people of a certain country swear an oath, they really press their hands on the Bible before swearing the oath. The Bible is sacred and solemn to them.