time-limited addiction

Chapter 246 Carrying her back to the courtyard (1)

As noble and ruthless as Zhou Luchen, he sneered, "Whoever wants to marry them home is worthy of them."

Does it match?

Shen Jing doesn't know.

In the cold winter of the first month, the lanterns on both sides swayed back and forth in front of my eyes, with balls of orange-red firelight.

She couldn't express her feelings when he said this.

Are you explaining to her?

Does it count?

Or maybe he's just used to being aloof, has always been the same, can't bear his desires, and doesn't want to fall in love.

The second young master has already been famous for a long time. Among the beautiful women, who has the ability to make him win over?

Shen Jing avoided the topic, "I thought you were attending a wedding in Shanghai."

"Watch them drinking together." Zhou Lüchen asked, "I don't like that."

Shen Jing thought about it.

Wei Sulin almost became his uncle, and they grew up playing together, so shouldn't they sit at the first table and drink.

She tilted her head and got closer to him. She didn't smell the smell of alcohol on his body. According to Zhou Lvchen's style, he probably only showed up with congratulatory gifts and some money, and then others left.

"Is the bride beautiful?" she asked.

Zhou Luchen answered, "I didn't pay attention."

As we walked for a while, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians.

Shen Jing sighed, "On New Year's Day, the capital is not as lively as before. When I was a child, I could still cover my ears and listen to the sound of firecrackers at home."

It's been a few years.

Not interested, Zhou Lushen didn't talk to him.

He patted Shen Jing's waist with his palm. The pure white woolen coat was too thick. He was unhappy with this feeling, so he had to press the beauty's waist tighter, trying to see through the fabric whether she was thin or not.

Being so close, I could inadvertently smell the fragrance of her hair.

"Children really can't lie. It smells terrible."

His and her voices were the same low, and the steps were the same slow.

It was only him and her on the quiet street late at night.

The light of the street lamp stretched the ambiguous figures of the two people side by side longer and longer.

Shen Jing would scold Zhou Lüchen, scold him, twist his arm, and occasionally like to lift his scarf.

I have a vague impression that Shen Jing especially likes to wear big scarves when winter comes.

When she sees him, his girl will lower her head and smile, her chin hidden in her scarf, so charming that it makes people lose their mind.

After a few minutes, a car occasionally passed by. Zhou Lvchen pressed her waist and walked to the right.

"Don't look at the road."

It hurt from being pushed, and Shen Jing shouted, "The road is wide, who will hit me."

Zhou Lüchen didn't care whether she was in pain or not, and he didn't coax her. He just said two words, "drunkard."

Shen Jing yelled, "This district is the strictest. Who dares to go to Master Qingtian's door and drive drunk?"

Zhou Lüchen wouldn't understand, he was too lazy to argue with her.

Shen Jing looked at him sideways, smiled and joked, "How about you carry me on your back?"

OK…

Zhou Lüchen's beautiful brows were furrowed and relaxed, "What's the benefit of carrying you on my back?"

That's it. Zhou Luchen has never given anything unilaterally and is used to dominating.

However, Shen Jing did not agree so easily, "You suggest it first. If it is easy to do, I will consider it."

Zhou Luchen looked casual, "Your ancestor."

Yes, how could he bend down and carry someone else's back?

Naturally, Shen Jing had no expectations, but it was just a joke.

"I've walked a long way and my legs are sore." She took out her phone to read the message, "I've already called a taxi."

After listening to just a few words, Zhou Lüchen started to lose his temper and said coldly, "Me."

Shen Jing looked around and then remembered, "Oh, your driver seems to have left. You can find your driver to pick you up."

He parted his lips, let out a cold smile, and said paranoid in his words, "Let me ask you, what about me."

What about him? What about him?

Doesn't he have a bodyguard?

When looking at her, Zhou Lüchen's eyes became more intense, "Shen Jing, do you want to throw me here again?"

At the moment, Shen Jing felt tired, "Go back to your home and sleep, right? Second Young Master, do you know how far it is to walk? From the Xie family's old house to the Drum Tower, I can't hold on any longer, so why don't I leave?" As she said that, she raised her two hands. A hand stroked the back of the man's hand holding the umbrella handle.

With her beautiful eyes as wet as water and her pitiful strength, she has no strength to walk two or three kilometers with a pair of cartilage.

Zhou Lüchen stopped and ordered impatiently, "Jump up on your own."

Looking at the man's straight back, without even squatting down, Shen Jing felt in a daze.

He wants to carry her away, right?

Just the right time for the big night.

Taking the umbrella from his hand and covering their heads, she obediently climbed onto Zhou Lüchen's back.

He took it steadily and easily.

It's quite mysterious, it's the first time someone has to carry it.

The man's back is broad, stiff and straight, his cheek is pressed against his suit, and the fabric is comfortable and fragrant, giving him the air of a handsome and noble man.

After rebirth, Xueluo happened to walk to Shichahai, the capital city.

The woman lying on Zhou Lüchen's back gently placed her chin on his shoulder, "Zhou Lüchen, let's go around to West Street. We want to see the flag over there. It's red and awe-inspiring."

After crossing that street, nearby is the Zhou family.

Zhou Lüchen pressed his palm on the inside of her knee and said with a smile, "Yes, you are playing with me on purpose."

In Shen Jing's opinion, Zhou Lüchen had physical strength.

She kissed Zhou Lüchen's neck, acting coquettishly to please her, "Can you carry it for a little longer? It's not that you don't have enough energy."

After such a kiss, Zhou Lüchen probably thought he was crazy, carrying a woman across West Street to look at the flag.

While chatting all the way, Zhou Lüchen didn't reply frequently at all. Shen Jing was mostly chattering, and he was not willing to talk to her.

Shen Jing was so excited that she forgot that this road was the way back to the Zhou family compound.

Simply.

Once she arrived, Zhou Lüchen carried her back to the courtyard.

She was still talking about the red envelopes she had received this year, and Zhou Luchen was the one who gave them the most and the first one.

Within ten minutes, we met the lake, crossed the flat straight bridge, walked into the alley, and arrived at the entrance of Zhou's courtyard.

At that moment, the expression on Shen Jing's face was completely frozen.

I was busy chatting all the way, why did I get to Zhou's house?

Immediately, Shen Jing hurriedly got off Zhou Lüchen's back. This showed the Zhou family that she was riding on the back of their noble young master and was torturing her for the time being.

She backed away awkwardly, "I won't go in. It's Chinese New Year and I didn't bring any gifts to your grandparents."

Zhou Luchen said calmly, "What do you think you can give?"

"I don't know what to give as a gift." He said, looking up at the gate of Zhou's house.

The Zhou family definitely doesn't like anything related to money or extravagance.

They also accept gifts from their hearts only if they are satisfied with the person. If the person is not satisfied, the gift will be equally unpalatable.

Zhou Lüchen put it in his pocket and said, "Tell me, what is your identity in giving them gifts."

There is no identity.

"Just friends." She responded.

Zhou Lüchen pulled her wrist up the steps and said calmly, "You don't need to give gifts when you come to my house."

But she heard what he said was unexpected. His family had everything they wanted, but she couldn't afford anything.

Throwing aside the etiquette of door-to-door visits, Zhou Lüchen pushed open the door and walked in.

There is a guard box outside the door, and the door of his house probably does not need to be locked all year round.

Entering the courtyard, only the street lights under the eaves were on, and it was quiet.

Intuitively, you can feel the spaciousness and antique atmosphere of the courtyard.

The first courtyard is Bai Haitang, and the second entrance is through the gate.

big enough.

Seeing this, his arm was pulled back by Zhou Lüchen, "Go this way, the road over there is the Second Grandma's garden. Do you want her to know that I will take you home to sleep?"

"No." Shen Jing couldn't wait to get in front of Zhou Lvchen, "Please take me out of this hospital quickly."

After entering the third courtyard, there is Cuiwei Pavilion, the old lady's garden.

Late at night, the lamp flickered on, and Sister Fang helped the old lady get up, "I heard from the doorman that Brother Shen is back."

The old lady was so used to it that she thought it was an earth-shattering event.

"It's rare that I come back to stay. Ask him if he's hungry and give him something to eat." The old lady lay back in bed again.

(End of this chapter)