time-limited addiction

This time.

His Zhuang Ming was always reluctant to let him stand and motioned to the sofa, "Why don't you sit down and watch?"

Zhou Lüchen glanced at Shen Jing in his arms and let her go.

Shen Jing couldn't help but feel happy when she secretly observed the actions of two people.

"How long."

Zhou Lüchen followed her gaze and looked at the fireworks, "Two and 10 minutes."

"very long."

Too much and disturbing the people.

So, when she wanted to sit on the sofa, she also wanted Zhou Luchen to hold her and rest her head on his shoulder.

Zhou Luchen's face looked a little tired. From the time he landed in Manhattan to the time he arrived in Dallas, he had been sending people to monitor the transfer of several large sums of money, often tens of billions, with unknown origins.Fortunately, the outcome is good. He has the right to refuse to enter the bank account and has no intention of participating in such high-risk factors.

Summer nights in Las Vegas are still hot, and the night breeze is cool and comfortable.

building height.

The field of view is wide enough.

A completely clear view of the bustling Hua Dallas.

It’s so embarrassing to watch the fireworks.

The dazzling fireworks in the sky smell of money.

Shen Jing turned back to Zhou Lüchen's arms and played with his tie pin.

Every time she matched Zhou Lüchen's tie, she always liked to clip it to the third button of the man's shirt, neither high nor low. Only the silvery light was enough to match his dark suit.

It's true, he changes them every day, and they are more expensive than her hairpins.

Zhou Lüchen, who was still resting with his eyes closed, smiled from the corner of his lips, "You like it very much?"

Shen Jing finished fixing the tie pin, "Do you like it or not."

Zhou Lüchen didn't like it.

Shen Jing asked, "Do you change these inconspicuous things every day?"

Zhou Lüchen thought for a while and said it was almost the same.

Shen Jing laughed at him, "Like the new and hate the old."

Zhou Lüchen lazily opened his eyelids and said, "No matter how hard you care, there will be times when you give up."

Shen Jing responded with a soft voice, "Is that you, Zhou Lvchen?"

He smiled, with a slightly casual expression, "Yes, the grass is delicious."

But he couldn't bear to leave it to the horse behind to trample his woman.

Zhou Lüchen is destined to be a very possessive person. Once he sees someone or something he wants to get, let alone go back and taste it despicably.

The 10-minute fireworks became very slow. Shen Jing always felt that the 10-minute fireworks were too long.

After she was completely relieved, he took her out of the Trump building and checked into a private hotel. Zhou Luchen felt that the place was chaotic and that other hotels had been occupied by others.

When she stayed abroad, without the fireworks, Shen Jing would not bother him to return to China. She knew that he was busy and stayed by his side every day to socialize and discuss business.

Like his real girlfriend.

When she didn't understand something, she would ask, and Zhou Lüchen would patiently explain.

I met Zhou Zhengliang at the headquarters of the United Bank in Manhattan.

This was the fourth time Shen Jing stepped into the Lianxin headquarters building. In the afternoon, she waited for Zhou Lvchen's meeting to end in the CEO's office. It took a very long time and she didn't see him back even though it rained.

Today's skirt was too short, so she found a blanket to cover her legs, watching TV shows and eating snacks.

But two or three minutes.

The armored door was pushed open by the assistant, and Shen Jing turned around in surprise, "You're back..." Shen Jing was greeted only by a tall figure who was cold and kept away from strangers, standing in the center of the door. She choked on her words instantly. That person was Zhou. Zheng Liang.

After all, the 60-year-old man still cannot see the traces of time. He has jet black hair, an elegant and low-key black coat, and a European aristocratic gentleman's cane in his hand. Perhaps he has stayed abroad all year round, and he has a European aristocratic enamel and gold weave. A dignified gentlemanly feel.

When their eyes met, Shen Jing was frightened by such a pair of indifferent eyes that were baptized by time. What does it mean to be indifferent to all sentient beings? Zhou Zhengliang is a kind of person who has no emotion at all.

Shen Jing immediately stood up from the president's chair, nodded, and said nothing.

Zhou Zhengliang's face was solemn. When he saw Shen Jing, he was surprised why she was here, but he didn't show it. He moved his eyes to the president's chair where she was sitting, including her eating snacks alone in the president's office of the joint bank.

Shen Jing did not explain or speak. This was bought by Zhou Lüchen and allowed by Zhou Lüchen.

Zhou Zhengliang was calm and indifferent from beginning to end. He raised his hand and signaled the assistant to close the door. He didn't stay long and didn't even want to see Shen Jing. He left quietly.

She was the only one left in the huge CEO office. It was so quiet that she panicked. She lowered her head and ate bite by bite.

A classic European car from the [-]th century drove away from the corridor. The driver was Zhuang Ming, and he carefully looked in the rearview mirror.

Zhou Zhengliang held the sterling silver-handled civilization stick with both hands and said for a long time, "Send me to Washington."

Zhuang Ming nodded. After a long time, Zhuang Ming took the initiative to mention it, "Don't worry, Miss Shen did not delay the second young master's work. She never touched the confidential documents in the joint bank. She is a good person."

Zhou Zhengliang closed his eyes and said nothing.

Zhuang Ming knew clearly that Zhou Zhengliang's reaction at this moment was a reaction of not liking the other party, but rich people never liked to show it.
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President Office.

Shen Jing breathed a sigh of relief until the door was pushed open again, and she heard the man mutely speaking to his assistant while walking.

"Notice further, we will integrate block chain operations in the afternoon, and all transactions will be done with bank tokens at the closing price tonight."

Decision-making is decisive, and the assistant remembers important things one by one.

"Good president."

Shen Jing concentrated on digging for snacks to eat without saying a word.

I bought too much and she hasn’t finished it yet.

Zhou Lüchen raised his hand to dismiss the assistant, loosened his tie, and said, "Come here."

Hearing the sound, Shen Jing trotted over, threw herself into Zhou Lüchen's arms, hugged his neck, lowered her head so that no one could see her eyes, "Today's meeting ended so quickly."

Zhou Lüchen pinched her chin and said, "What are you hiding from?"

Shen Jing was forced to lift her chin and look directly at him. The man finally smiled with satisfaction and looked down at her.

Her gentle and affectionate eyes were like the precious bird he had kept in the golden house for many years.

Zhou Lüchen closed his eyes, held her face and kissed her lips. His hands restlessly lifted up her skirt, and his fingertips lingered on the edge of the lace.

Passionate and impatient, he took her in his arms, reached her in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and captured her in his arms.

Her back was almost rubbed against the hard and cold glass, causing pain and numbness.

It was raining heavily behind me, the sky was cloudy and hazy, and the rain was streaked with lightning, as if the end of the world was coming.

It didn't affect Zhou Luchen's eager kiss.

Shen Jing didn't even remember how high this building was.

The kiss ends.

After Shen Jing's lungs were suffocated and she was able to breathe again, they were trembling non-stop.

Putting their foreheads against each other, Zhou Lüchen had long seen Shen Jing's unhappiness and grievance. Her eyes were full of mist. The more he raised her, he felt distressed every time he saw her. "Don't be afraid of the Zhou family."

Zhou Zhengliang has been here before, maybe he knows.

Shen Jing smiled perfunctorily, "I'm not afraid, and I didn't say I wanted to marry you, right? Your father probably doesn't hate her that much."

Zhou Luchen's face dropped for a few seconds, "Do you want to break up again? Do you want to separate again? Do you want me to chase you again?"

I overslept... I just woke up and looked around. Oh no, today is not the weekend. I have slept too late these days.

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