time-limited addiction

The man in the car held a half-burned cigarette in his mouth, turned the steering wheel, stopped the car suddenly, and even turned on the high beam at the same time, watching the scene of the man and woman trying to kiss.

Not very warm, smiled.

He stopped by for Jost's New Year's Day family dinner.

Quite a surprise.

A cloud of smoke puffed out. Zhou Lüchen took off the cigarette butt, stretched his long arm out of the car window, and dusted off the ashes.

At this moment, the car lights were too dazzling. At that moment, Shen Jing seemed to wake up all the cells in her body. She missed Sun Qiyan's approach. With reason, she squeezed out a sentence, "It's not appropriate for us to be like this."

"I'm sorry, I crossed the line and scared you." Sun Qiyan whispered, intentionally or unintentionally, and glanced at the sports car parked downstairs.

Instinctively, Sun Qiyan felt who it was from the sports car speeding into the aisle. The sound of the car accelerating around the corner was approaching, and it was too aggressive.

This is very Zhou Luchen's style.

He let the lamp shine without extinguishing it. After finishing his cigarette, he lit another one. Zhou Lüchen took it into his throat one mouthful at a time. He leaned back on the chair and admired the picture, as if he was competing with the men and women on the terrace.

The show was about to begin, and he was in no hurry to see it.

now.

Shen Jing turned around to enter the room, but Sun Qiyan grabbed her arm and brought her back.

Just like that, looking at each other.

Shen Jing glanced at the man's knuckles on his arm and rubbed the material of her clothes, restraining his strength for fear of hurting her.

"Have you been drinking somewhere?"

In view of his problems, Shen Jing could only relate to alcohol.

Sun Qiyan's eyes did not move, "Shen Jing, I didn't drink."

His directness made Shen Jing hesitate to speak. She didn't know if the car on the roadside was broken. She stopped there and turned on the light in her direction, which gave her a sense of shame of being exposed.

"The fireworks are irritating you. Go to sleep first. You have to think about it carefully tomorrow. This friendship is too much and love is not a relationship. I also think it needs to be dealt with properly."

Seeing her panic, Sun Qiyan said, "No need to deal with it. I'm too reckless. Just follow your feelings. It's not complicated. As for your feelings, you don't seem to feel them."

She asked softly, "Aren't you aggrieved by being with me at this time? Aren't you afraid that I will dump you?" "Are you thinking about me?"

Shen Jing asked, "Shouldn't it be?"

Suddenly she thought, after being together for so long, if the two people really had feelings for each other, they would have kissed each other naturally, instead of having to give it a try. She thought that despite being close to the water, it seemed that she could not overshadow the man in her heart. Sun Qiyan's voice was never serious, "Can feelings only be divided into aggrieved and not aggrieved?"

But at this moment, Shen Jing only looked at the man's eyes under his short hair.

His eyes are clean, so sincere and persistent, yes, what a good man he is, why would he be stupid and waste time with her.

Perhaps she was too fascinated by him looking at each other like this.

Sun Qiyan suddenly laughed.

"Why are you laughing, Boss Sun."

He was taller than Shen Jing, and his eyes easily moved to the top of her hair, "Laughing at you, you always think about me. There is no grievance in feelings. For me, the only thing I have is no regrets."

It was him who pestered her first after Zhou Lüchen left. It wasn't about who was right or wrong, only whether it was a good fit. It seemed that he and she hadn't gotten to that point.

I couldn't hear what they were saying, I just saw the two people looking at each other and smiling. Zhou Lvchen threw away the cigarette neatly, put his arm on the car window, and played with the platinum ring on the tail ring.

A man and a woman live together alone, in the middle of the night, and have no plans for the woman they like. Either the man is not good enough, or the man is too restrained.

Or, I just don’t love it.

"There's a car downstairs, let's talk when we get in." Shen Jing walked in, "He's a domineering car owner. That light hurts my eyes. He won't turn it off, and I'll go blind if I look at it again."

She said this, but Sun Qiyan didn't stop her and followed her through the door. He didn't look at the direction of the car downstairs and closed the door of the French window.

The milky white gauze curtain swayed slightly, a bit ethereal.

Zhou Lüchen stepped on the accelerator and drove across the road ahead.

Mr. Jost's call happened to come in, and he pressed Bluetooth.

"Mr. Zhou, are you still here?"

Zhou Lu and Shen Wulan said, "Later."