time-limited addiction

That night, midnight.

Shen Jing got up from the bed, and suddenly there was no one beside her pillow.

Zhou Luchen didn't sleep much. After taking a shower, he put on his loose white nightgown and walked to the study to work.

thinking.

Shen Jing got out of bed, picked up her pajamas and put them on her naked body, then walked barefoot to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The heavy rain has not stopped, and hanging beads are stained on the outside glass.

She raised her hand and gently turned the red rosary beads around her neck. The Sanskrit mottos had a slight bumpy feel to them, and the touch of her fingertips was indescribably comfortable and silky.

Girlfriend? She is.I don’t know what kind of stimulation Zhou Luchen received. He was too unreasonable today and didn’t give her a chance to consider getting back together.

She wondered if the first person Zhou Lüchen thought of when he got the rosary was her.

It doesn't matter whether it works or not, it is a comfort for the old man. He has always respected the old lady of the Zhou family in the capital the most.

The relatives you care about also value the things given by each other.

The old man prayed for his peace devoutly, but he favored him and gave it to her instead.

As for his uncertainty and inseparability in the past few days, no one knows the reason except himself.

He was thoughtful and she had no way of suspecting him.

Since he refused to mention it, he didn't care about it with her.

Turning around, Shen Jing tiptoed to the study room and opened the door.

He stuck his head in and looked at the man working hard at the desk. He was wearing glasses and couldn't be described as arrogant and aloof.

"Zhou Lvchen..."

She whispered the words in a low voice, furtively.

Discover Shen Jing's existence early.

Zhou Lüchen leaned back on his seat, his tired eyes looking deeply at her through the lenses, "I'm afraid of disturbing someone."

Shen Jing looked at his computer. There was a silver light on the side, but she couldn't see the content clearly.

"I'm afraid you're in a meeting again." She apologized.

Zhou Lüchen lazily said, "How dare you come here with this little courage."

"Let them know that the president of Lianxing only returns to Beijing to get drunk and be gentle and sweet. It will have a bad influence."

Her voice was still as gentle and polite as before. How polite was she? She folded her clothes before throwing them away.

How to describe it, so good that I feel aggrieved.

Zhou Lüchen turned the computer in a direction where Shen Jing could see it.

The thin LCD screen clearly shows the red and green stock market trends.

Shen Jing then entered the house, closed the door with her back, raised her bare feet to touch it, for fear that it wouldn't be closed tightly.

This made Zhou Lüchen sneer.

She strolled up to him and stood still, a bit shy on her face.

She always liked to be pretentious in front of him. Zhou Lu took off the glasses from the bridge of her nose with a long finger and slowly put them on the table.

"sit down."

Zhou Lüchen opened his long legs and issued a mute command from his throat.

Following his voice, Shen Jing sat in his arms. Perhaps she was too curious about him and couldn't help but pick up a book from the table to read.

Most of the books in his study are collector's editions in foreign languages, and they are opened in Arabic. Forgive her limited ability and inability to read Arabic characters.

Zhou Lüchen was working, and his energy was not transferred to her. She changed books, still in Arabic.

Shen Jing's eyes were dazzled.

The book was taken away, and Zhou Lüchen replaced it with a French one and put it in her hand.

It turned out that he knew that she could speak French. Shen Jing opened the book and said, "What if I go back to China less often, get sick from exhaustion, and collapse."

Is it troublesome? It's not troublesome to adjust the special plane. But seeing her distressed look, Zhou Lv raised his eyebrows and said, "If you fall ill, you can't care about me."

Shen Jing tilted her head and her lips inadvertently touched his chin. She didn't notice and kept talking to herself.

"I take care of you and infect each other. If you take care of me, it's up to you."

As she spoke, Youlan's breath tickled his skin, and he smiled and frowned.

Zhou Lüchen turned towards her and looked into her eyes, "Okay, you will follow me from now on."

"Ah."

When she stopped talking, Shen Jing realized something was wrong when she heard Zhou Luchen's vague laugh.

I felt like I was being distracted by his words again.It was obviously him who was asking and pleading.

She was obviously teasing him.

Why in the end, she had to listen to him.

The book in her hand was thrown onto the table by Shen Jing, "I won't follow you tonight."

As the two looked at each other, Zhou Lüchen calmly raised his eyelids with an indifferent expression on his face, "I'm not in a hurry."

Shen Jing simply said, "Then you carry me back to the room, I can't walk anymore."

Pursing his thin lips slightly, Zhou Lüchen laughed and touched her thigh intentionally or unintentionally with his palm.

Shen Jing's heart was lifted by his meaningful smile, "Why are you laughing?"

Zhou Lüchen hugged her, "Kiss me, just hug me."

Perhaps she was seduced by his eyes as deep as the sea, Shen Jing hooked her fingers on his collar, and when they were close to each other, she straightened her back and gave him a smack on the cheek.

A light smile.

"Uncle, go to bed."

When it came out of her mouth, there was always a hint of taboo ambiguity.

The approaching Zhou Lüchen covered her, and her waist was pushed lower and lower. Finally, when she was about to collapse, Zhou Lüchen's palm held her up, mocking her, "My waist is really disappointing."

Shen Jing is not afraid of falling at all, and Zhou Lüchen will not let her fall.

But she was afraid that he would throw her to the sofa the next second.

"Hold Zhou Lüchen well."

Zhou Lüchen didn't hug her well, he wrapped her around casually with one hand.

The next time I heard it, there were only two words from him that were slightly reproachful.

"Hold tight."
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The flowering period of begonias was about to pass, and Zhou Xiangqun had to go to other provinces for a business trip. The Zhou family arranged a simple family dinner that day.

After only being gone for a month, the old lady was still thinking about her. At home, Zhou Xiangqun rarely left home for long periods of time.

To put it bluntly.

When I learned that Zhou Lüchen was staying in Beijing for a few days, I just found a reason for him to go back to the West District for dinner.

She came to the courtyard twice, and the third time Shen Jing was more reserved. This time she specially brought a gift to the old lady.

The copper small tripod incense burner was chosen by Zhou Lüchen himself.

Zhou Lüchen couldn't defeat Shen Jing. She insisted on bringing gifts. If she didn't bring them, she wouldn't come to dinner.

The second time we entered the courtyard, we set up a stage with shadow puppets. The old lady was tired of seeing them and dismissed them early.

When Shen Jing entered the courtyard, the old lady saw the rosary hanging on her neck, but Shen Jing did not hide it.

Wearing a pearl-colored cheongsam, with a necklace hanging on the lapel, and carnelian rosary beads, there is an indescribable elegance and tenderness.

She was held by Zhou Lüchen's side, neither arrogant nor impetuous. Compared to the hurried arrivals the last two times, she put thought into it this time and dressed up properly.

Mrs. Zhou, who was sitting on a sandalwood chair, was sipping tea with a calm expression, dusting Buddhist beads in her hands, listening to the monk chanting sutras and knocking wooden fish.

"sit down."

The two words "Yuyou Qingqing".

After saying hello, Shen Jing nodded, sat on the tea table next to the old lady, and listened to Buddhist scriptures.

Zhou Lüchen came to see Zhou Xiangqun when he had something to do, and left her beside the old lady. Before leaving, he patted her shoulder and whispered, "Play here, I have something else to do."

The hospital is big and she can easily get lost if she runs around.

She nodded obediently, "Yeah."

Mrs. Zhou just pretended that she could not see the private affairs of her children and grandchildren, and raised her hand to signal Sister Fang to pour tea to entertain the guests.

Shen Jing was bored, so she peeled pine nuts to play. Who she was and how many people in her family the Zhou family found were clearer than what was recorded in her genealogy.

After a long time, Mrs. Zhou asked leisurely, "Have you visited Xu Meijun recently?"

Shen Jing was stunned for two seconds, but she thought that she was the mistress of the eldest son of the Zhou family, or she was an old friend of the Zhou family. "I have seen that her legs are getting worse and worse." After saying that, she peeled the pine nuts. Pushing it in front of the old lady, "Would you like to try it?"

The old lady glanced briefly, then withdrew her gaze, closed her eyes and dusted her beads, "I don't like to eat pine nuts."

Shen Jing had no choice but to eat by herself. She had met him three or four times in total. The other person was an elder and had a strong aura, so she really couldn't talk about anything.

Even if the old lady had something to say, it was about Xu Meijun and how she was doing.

"I still love growing radishes as always."

Communication only goes so far.

Sister Fang came over and bent down to help Shen Jing peel the pine nuts.