time-limited addiction

It's late at night and the surroundings are quiet.

That voice was extremely clear.

Zhou Lu is heavy.

Shen Jing put down her coffee, put on her coat, went downstairs, and opened the door.

look up.

The five-meter-long French carved door of the villa has been completely opened by the security guard.

An executive fleet of several big black G cars and an S-class AMG are parked in the courtyard outside the gate.

More than a dozen drivers and bodyguards in suits and white gloves stood beside the car, escorting their president to Beverly Hills.

Late at night, Mr. Tuesday, who had a 40-degree fever, sat on the steps in front of the fountain, holding a bouquet of red roses in his arms.

It was the red Naomi variety. He held it in his hands with superior joints and it was even whiter.

Perhaps because of the long journey, Zhou Luchen lowered his eyes slightly, and his deep and wide curved folding eyelids added a bit of fatigue and downfall.

But look at him, the noble aura of your noble son has not diminished since he was born.

In this scene, Shen Jing stood motionless for a moment.

"In the middle of the night, you..."

Why are you here? Before she finished speaking, the moment Zhou Lüchen raised his head and looked at her, she was so nervous that she could not speak.

Zhou Lü's neck was red from the severe fever, his eyes were wet and red, and his vision was blurry. His eyes were still so dark that there were no ripples at the bottom.

They looked at each other for a long time.

Zhou Lüchen raised his gaze and cast it at the half-open door.

There is a pink crystal bear in the living room, which she protects very well. The bear has a white gauze top hat on its head.

Zhou Luchen looked away, "Do you like the crystal bear I gave you?"

Seen by him like this, she couldn't pretend in front of him, so Shen Jing nodded slightly.

Only Zhou Lu Shen's ingenuity in doting on girls could make him buy it at a high price at a glance. Otherwise, who would let the auctioneer come on the scene and buy a crystal bear for hundreds of thousands of dollars to display in his home? Only children would like it.

"…like."

Seeing her overwhelmed expression, Zhou Lüchen pursed her thin red lips and said, "Just like it."

She couldn't ask a question, so she could only say one.

"Thank you."

After Zhou Luchen coughed slightly, his voice became hoarse and hoarse, "Do you believe what the New York media says?"

Knowing the facts, Shen Jing didn't believe it or pay attention.

Suddenly I understood why Zhou Lu Shen visited in the middle of the night.

I was afraid that she would misunderstand me, so I smiled bitterly in my heart.

There are so many romantic debts that Zhou Lüchen may not be able to deal with them all in his lifetime. From this girl to that beauty.

"Zhou Luchen, you have today too."

He smiled calmly, with a hint of feverish confusion and a bit of magnanimity in his smile.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you might misunderstand me."

She had a pair of tearful eyes. She didn't know what happened, but they were really swollen and hot. Some liquid was about to gush out. Shen Jing lowered her eyes unconsciously, avoiding Zhou Lüchen's gaze.

"Zhuang Ming told me about the Zhou family, but Zhou Luchen, why don't you tell me yourself? If Zhuang Ming doesn't tell me, I won't deserve to know about it in my life, right? Are you afraid that you won't do anything to your biological father?" Did you let me down by being cruel? I don't care what you do to the Zhou family, or do you think these things have nothing to do with me?"

While she was speaking seriously, Zhou Luchen stood up and walked towards her, his pair of exquisitely crafted leather shoes stepping steadily up the steps.

Three steps and two steps.

She was soon hugged tightly by him, and he circled her behind with his red roses.

Unprepared to avoid sticking.

The warmth from his body was so hot that it passed to her through the fabric.

Apart from his noble aura, Zhou Luchen really had no mental state.

Shen Jing gently wrapped her hands around Zhou Lüchen's back and landed on his bent back. It was a natural reaction to hug him who was bending down.

But...when my fingers touched the silky satin material of the shirt, half of it was soaked with hot sweat.

Why did he burn like this?

Shen Jing curled her fingers together for a long time.

I heard him say, "You are a girl and you should be behind me. The Zhou family's affairs have nothing to do with you. My relationship with my father has never been good."

"It has nothing to do with Joanna overturning the Zhou family's position. If you don't believe it, I won't explain it to you in the future."

Such harsh words.

"Okay, I believe it." Shen Jing responded with a smile.

Zhou Luchen never likes to be controlled, even if the Zhou family has the same blood, it can only be overturned by the raising of his hand.

But the miscalculation was that he had too many romantic foreign debts.

He once thought so.

He has power and power, so what about the media.

But the media's hands are not interested in hot topics and they love to touch on his personal affairs.Without Shen Jing, he would be too lazy to deal with the media, which would be outside the scope of his career.

His hot forehead pressed against Shen Jing's cheek, "Obviously I want to marry you."

I had to admit that his magnetic voice had a bit of a nasal sound to it, and it captivated Shen Jing.

She obviously only saw a bouquet of red roses with a delicate fragrance, but she didn't see where his ring was. She joked softly, "You're proposing without a ring, so why are you so careful?"

Zhou Lüchen let go of her, turned back and walked down the steps.

The bodyguard wearing white gloves had opened the door of the black AMG sensibly, took out a black Bible, walked quickly to Zhou Lüchen, and held it out to him.

Shen Jing watched in silence.

The Bible was turned into Zhou Luchen's hand and handed to her, "The ring is inside. I want to marry you."

Is this your first time to propose marriage? That's right. Maybe the fever was too severe and you followed your heart on impulse, so you were unprepared for this proposal.

There was no grand event that made everyone aware of the event, or the ground was covered with roses. Instead, in the middle of the night, a motorcade escorted him over. With a fever of 40 degrees, he held roses in his hands and placed the ring in an ancient Bible.

That white page is a classic verse from the Bible, Psalm 36.5.

God’s faithfulness reaches to the heavens.

She can translate it on her own.

O Lord, the faithfulness of God, the most trustworthy being in the world.

The ring is sandwiched between the letters arranged in English.

For example, Zhou Lüchen is simple and rough, without twists and turns.

It's not that he couldn't afford to spend a lot of money on extravagant decorations, the pocket money he gave her was a big spendthrift.

Just him and her.

The indescribable feeling in her heart was really sour and astringent. Shen Jing closed the Bible, holding it in her arms, and turned to go into the house.

She wanted to close the door, but she was far less powerful than Zhou Lüchen, and the door was easily opened by his palm.

"Don't agree?"

"You have a fever."

The door was pushed open by him again, and Shen Jing looked up.

Upon entering his eyes, Zhou Luchen's face was calm, and his smooth and clear jawline was taut and deep.

"Aren't you calm enough?"

Shen Jing's eyes turned red, "Zhou Lüchen, I seem to be in Mrs. Zhou's position."

Zhou Luchen leaned over.

The corners of his slightly parted lips were directed at her, a bit of mockery and a bit of questioning.

"What do you want, just tell me."

Shen Jing said five words calmly, "I want Zhou Lvchen."

"There are not enough people here?" Zhou Lüchen asked back.

Shen Jing looked into his eyes.

His eyes were getting scarier and scarlet, and his two thin lips were flushed red due to his high fever, and they were seducing the woman's heartstrings without even realizing it.

But he asked, "Are you satisfied with me looking like this, Shen Jing?"

Shen Jing moved her lips, "You never give people a chance to think about it. Do you have to say what you say?"

silence.

stalemate
"20 minutes."

Zhou Luchen calmly retracted his hand that was holding on the door panel, did not enter the door, and put the rose in her arms.

Turn around and sit on the entrance steps.

After sitting there for a few minutes, he reached out.

The bodyguard reached out to ask for cigarettes and a lighter. The bodyguard touched his pocket and said, "You are sick, so smoke less."

In front of your noble master, these words have no binding force.

He just sat there with his hands on his knees, holding a cigarette between his fingers, smoking lonely and lonely, as if he was addicted to quitting smoking in the past few days, half-smoking a cigarette and replacing it with a new one.

The noble son who has grown up surrounded by flattery all his life is as proud as he is. He has never been rejected in his life, and he has experienced it all from Shen Jing.

Just like this moment, Zhou Lüchen stared at the half-lit fireworks between his fingers, his eyes empty.

I don't know where I can find the patience to sit here and wait for her to say 'yes', smoking without risking my life.

He understood what Shen Jing wanted, but after he gave it a promise, she hesitated again.

Although he does not believe in God.

She gave herself over to God to restrain her, but Shen Jing still didn't make up her mind to stay with him for the rest of her life.

After the breakup, wasn't she also in a relationship with Sun Qiyan? Didn't he argue with her?

An inconspicuous safety rope, in the end, he gave his to her.

Why should she always care about the romantic debt he owed after they broke up and before they met her?