time-limited addiction

In the dark night, she quietly pressed on his shoulder and gnawed.

The raised toes almost couldn't reach, and he couldn't stand still, so he insisted on supporting his waist himself.

When it was like this, ambiguity grew, and Shen Jing wanted to refuse with a few words, but she was in his hands with her petite figure.

As he moved, his small waist slenderly rubbed against his trousers, intentionally or unintentionally brushing across the belt of the gun, and the embroidered gold thread that hooked the cheongsam became entangled.

Zhou Lu's throat was filled with evil fire, and he didn't even think about it.

The approaching Zhou Luchen pressed her against the thick tree trunk, his slender finger bones pinched her narrow waist on both sides, his forehead was pressed against his forehead, and his breathing was confused.

"A Jing."

He grabbed her lips, his voice was extremely low, and he couldn't say a bit restrained, "I'm really crazy."

Shen Jing stretched out her hand, put her on his back and hugged him, and it was the first time that she called her a nickname other than baby, Ah Jing.

When he is in a state of confusion, as long as he is willing, he will call her baby in his spare time to satisfy his own request.

Zhou Luchen is really not a gentleman.

"you…"

He didn't finish talking to her.

His kisses were always forceful.

Like throwing it into a grinder.

Shen Jing couldn't push him away, but was controlled by him even more ruthlessly.

She smelled of salty sauce, which was left behind when she moved things.

Zhou Lu sneered deeply.

Shen Jing's legs were weak, and she supported the huge tree trunk behind her with her hands.

The cheongsam was all crumpled by her, she could only lower her head to smooth out the creases.

Zhou Lv raised his fingertips lightly, wiping away the glistening light from the corners of his lips, "I pamper you, I don't want you to come out and carry boxes for others."

At that time, for Zhou Lushen, his woman should be the favored one, sitting there cleanly, instead of carrying boxes wearing uncomfortable cheongsam.

Who is Zhou Lushen, asking his woman to carry the boxes?Still helping other men.

Shen Jing smiled lowly and raised her head, "Who told you not to set off fireworks for me, I will punish you."

"How do you want to be punished?"

He asked in this way, you really can't punish the reserved and pretentious nobleman, can he keep his head down, people have tasted the taste of power and pleasure since childhood.

"Punish you and live with me next year." Shen Jing said.

Zhou Lu chuckled deeply, "Does New Year's Day 1 count?"

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No matter what, it will be New Year's Day in a few days, and Shen Jing punches Zhou Luchen in the chest.

Zhou Lushen hugged her in his arms, his eyelids lightly raised in a loose attitude, and he smiled sarcastically, "It hurts."

The last time Shen Jing punched, he wouldn't feel any pain, and would tease her.

...

In the teahouse, Nie Yan raised his hand elegantly to make tea, and asked Sun Qiyan beside him, "Do you know Ah Chen's little girlfriend?"

Sun Qiyan only said, "Forget it."

Nie Yan raised his tea and looked at Sun Qiyan with a frown, "Forget what level the two words mean, whether you know them or not."

Sun Qiyan: "Neighbor."

Nie Yan raised his eyebrows, "What kind of neighbor?"

Sun Qiyan turned his head and asked back, "Have you ever had a neighbor before?"

Have.

How not.

Nie Yan stopped asking and turned around when he heard the movement.

Zhou Lv, Shen Jing and Shen Jing came out of nowhere, the little girl lowered her head, always shy.

Shen Jing took her seat quietly, while Zhou Lu glanced lightly at the direction where Sun Qiyan was sitting, and turned to leave.

Nie Yan called Zhou Luchen to stop, "Where are you going?"

His cold two words, "Smoking."

Shen Jing followed his figure until he disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Retracted.

Sun Qiyan sat there, taking a panoramic view of the scene.

It's Zhou Luchen's.

He and Zhou Luchen did know each other, they had talked about the deal, but their friendship was not deep enough.

Nie Yan was so disappointing, "Why didn't you say hello when you met this time, isn't there still business to discuss?"

Sun Qiyan flicked the tea leaves in the cup, "Second Young Master, that's not the case."

Zhou's heart is very cold.

"What about you?" Nie Yan was really curious, "Your boss doesn't talk?"

The tea in the mouth was cold, and the taste was not right for the taste buds, so Sun Qiyan put down the teacup, got up and left.

"You clean up the fireworks in the backyard by yourself, don't you ask the workers for no money?"

That night.

Shen Jing and Zhou Lvchen didn't leave until midnight, and they were entangled in the bedroom until the next day.

I slept and did it again until it was dawn and then it was dark.

None of them had a decent holiday.

After he was full, he lazily leaned against the sofa, watching her sleeping on the bed, with half of a burning cigarette sandwiched between his slender fingers, and his index finger slowly dusted off the ash, showing a little carelessness.

After two cigarettes.

Zhou Lv got up and went to the hall to open the door, took the plaster from the bodyguard, and returned to the bedroom.

With half of his long legs resting on the bed, he bent down, straightened Shen Jing's long messy hair, propped his hands on her sides, and said in a very low voice, "Be good, I'll help you apply the medicine."

Shen Jing was bleary-conscious, and could only say no or no.

Asleep, nestled in the soft and comfortable quilt, like a precious little cub.

Zhou Lushen ignored her resistance, and half of the quilt was lifted.

Shen Jing almost seemed to be in a dream.

It's not good to be sick enough to be hospitalized.

When Shen Jing woke up, she couldn't remember the number, so she touched her phone.

12 month 27 day.

In these dozens of hours, the photos of him and her on the hotel porch were suddenly exposed on the self-media platform.

Several photos, even a video.

She winked at Zhou Lushen, looking at it, she felt like stirring up trouble.

The titles are all with words like #贵门圣诞#, #湖城秘密大少#, #卡罗拉红玫瑰#, and the netizens are getting more and more outrageous.

No one knew who the noble young master with the half silhouette was.

Apart from the good-looking side face, there is no other background.

Who knows Zhou Lvchen.

On the contrary, the overwhelming public opinion tends to talk about Shen Jing.

[The Pingtan teacher of the Red Sandalwood Teahouse, who is probably in love with a big guy?]

[Looking at the environment and the car, I just made up a story from my brain]

[Send red roses at Christmas, what is it if you are not a couple]

[Shen Jing is my classmate. I know her. Her family has no money, and her father is still a gambler. She used to wear expensive brands. I don’t believe you if you say you’re in love with a boss...I feel like you’re being cheated. Packed】

Shen Jing frowned, really idle, why did she only know her.

Liang Yingning, who is a first-line eater, came to her: "Don't panic, netizens will forget about it in two days."

Shen Jing: "What if it spreads abroad?"

Liang Yingning: "The nature is different. The International UnionPay knows Zhou Lushen's face, their future boss."

Shen Jing quit and went to watch the short video again.

Liang Yingning: "The pictures are pretty good, and those internet celebrity bloggers will give you a special bgm. To be honest, the temperament of the two of you is quite suitable for the atmosphere in the feast of the rich and powerful."

Shen Jing lifted the quilt, picked up the pajama cover hanging on the sofa, opened the door and went out to find someone.

Fortunately, Zhou Luchen is still there, making dinner in the kitchen.

I don't know which hotel's chef came over in person to help him, and he will explain it clearly before saying goodbye and leaving.