time-limited addiction

Shen Jing raised her hand and put it on Zhou Lüchen's forehead.

No fever.

The cigarette was thrown away by Zhou Lüchen.

Shen Jing put her hands on the center console armrest and blinked, "Our President Zhou turns out to be so tolerant."

A mere pack of cigarettes, what Zhou Lüchen had endured, but Shen Jing had not yet experienced.

Since he was a child, he was only five years old. The Zhou family had a lot of rules. He couldn't touch this or play with that. He went to school, trained in the team, learned foreign languages, went abroad, and had countless bans on his behavior. This was how his life went.

But so what, whatever Zhou Lüchen wants to do, within the bottom line, he will still remove the shackles of the rules and regulations.

Because of this, he married her.

Forbearing this thing is not a score. In his eyes, it is not enough.

Zhou Lüchen tilted his neck back and chuckled softly.

Shen Jing looked Zhou Lüchen up and down, "Don't worry about any terminal illness. The doctor won't let you smoke."

Zhou Luchen asked, "Have you never seen my physical examination report?"

Shen Jing smiled and said, "I've seen it before."

"Is there any problem?" he asked again.

If he had any problems, the Zhou family would be more panicked than her.

Shen Jing escaped from Zhou Lushen's palm and told him to get off the car and go home.

There was only one nanny in Taihe Intermediate Courtyard who cooked meals. Ever since they got married, Zhou Lüchen had hired her to take care of her so that she would not be unable to find clothes in the morning.

in Beijing.

Zhou Lüchen doesn't need Zhuang Ming. It's okay if he doesn't overpower others. The people in the circle know the fate of Cheng, and they praise him for his success, and then he is gone.

Zhou family, sinister.

The two of you spend more time alone.

When Zhou Lüchen is not too busy, he will go to Shen's house to play chess with the old man.

Mr. Shen: "If I leave one day, don't let her meet Feng Jian again."

Zhou Lüchen raised his hand, held the horse and walked towards the sun, and said slowly, "Junior knows."

The old man asked, "How many days will you be back?"

He pursed his lips, "Two weeks."

Mr. Shen said, "Okay," and stretched out his hand to play chess. His cuffs were slightly closed, and the red safety rope was exposed under his eyes.

Zhou Lüchen's eyes darkened a little, and without looking too much, he picked up the tea cup and sipped tea, looking at the four-season bamboos planted in the walled courtyard.

this game.

Zhou Lüchen played very steadily, neither rushing to attack nor retreating.

Mr. Shen suddenly found that he was almost in a dead end.

"It's hard for you to come and go for her."

Zhou Lüchen's voice was calm, "I plan to let her register as a registered permanent resident in Shanghai. Even if there is any trend in the Zhou family here in the future, it will not affect the Zhou family in Shanghai, and the Shen family will not be followed in vain. .”

Is this his guarantee and promise?

Mr. Shen doesn't care about this. The Zhou family has a clean and upright atmosphere, and God has his own eyes.

However, Mr. Shen smiled unconsciously.

Zhou Lüchen, Zhou Lüchen, people say that he is a romantic person, but he always keeps one hand in mind when doing things.

"You decide."

After listening, Zhou Lüchen put down the tea cup, raised his eyelids, and looked at the girl behind Mr. Shen.

Shen Jing stood behind her grandfather, gently squeezing her shoulders, and her eyes followed the safety rope on her grandfather's right wrist bone.

Being stared at, Shen Jing felt a little frightened for no reason. Her eyelids twitched and she was instantly met by a pair of cold and calm eyes.

She smiled, "If you give in, my grandpa will lose."

Zhou Lüchen sneered.
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March fifteen.

It's raining heavily.

When she woke up in the morning, there was no one beside Shen Jing's pillow, and the big bed faced the entire floor-to-ceiling window for light.

The room was silent and empty.

People walked away silently.

The bathrobe and black shirt scattered around the bed clearly reminded her that Zhou Lüchen spent last night in her bed.

rainy day.

She felt a little gloomy and lay in bed in a daze.

Zhou Luchen returned to Manhattan and did not let her be sent to the airport.

Just go.

Who wants to hang out with him at home every day?

that period of time.

Work and leisure.

Shen Jing would always drive to the courtyard to see the crabapple flowers and watch shadow puppet shows with the old lady.

Mrs. Zhou doesn't like to talk much, but even so, the two of them can communicate without any problems.

Shen Jing is a person who respects and fears the old lady from the bottom of her heart, but she is not a coward. It is just a kind of respect for the younger generation.

Go back to Taihe Intermediate Hospital to stay at night.

The only person accompanying her was a fat and chubby cat.

I don’t know what the reason for my mood is.

She had a bad appetite and refused to eat breakfast.I still had no appetite at lunch. The nanny had just been here for more than a month. She thought that this lady with a picky appetite didn't like me, so she was careful when cooking dinner and put a lot of effort into making many appetizers for her.

Shen Jing took a sip and her clear eyes suddenly brightened.

Smiling, "Auntie, this is delicious."

The nanny was surprised for a moment. The mutton chops with plums and plums in front of her were actually quite sour.

"As long as you like it, I'll continue doing it tomorrow."

Shen Jing gave a thumbs up, "I also want a midnight snack."

That night, for the first time, I ate two more bowls of rice.

But the nanny felt something was wrong with her behavior. For a week in a row, her appetite improved and she ate too much, only eating sour dishes.

When the milky white fish soup was served, she immediately ran to the toilet.

I couldn't vomit, and my face turned pale.

Shen Jing put her hands on the countertop and looked at herself in the mirror.

He is no longer young, and he is not unaware of the abnormalities in his body.

after married.

Zhou Lüchen kept going in, but she never took any repellent after that. She always took a chance and it was impossible to hit the target.

If you have this ability, you can go out and scratch lottery tickets.

Shen Jing opened the door, walked upstairs, rummaged through her bag to get a test stick, and then went into the bathroom.

For more than ten minutes, Shen Jing folded her arms and leaned against the wall in a daze.

There are two obvious lines on the washing table.

Count the days.

Definitely a wedding night.

Hit with one move.

It caught her off guard every time.

Mr. Tuesday is really... awesome.

Shen Jing flicked her cell phone and found the recent call records. Thinking about the time difference, Zhou Lvchen's side should be at two o'clock in the morning, and he was probably sleeping.

He curled up his fingers, took them back, and turned off the phone screen, not wanting to disturb his rest.

Shen Jing turned back and went downstairs, drove to the hospital alone for a check-up, and then decided to tell the baby's father.

I went to the hospital in the West District.

The report will be out soon.

Indeed.

In the corner of the hospital corridor, Shen Jing pressed her back against the wall, lowered her eyes and looked at the paper in her hand, then she pursed her lips and smiled so lightly and softly.

Still an embryo.

Quite surprised.

After a busy day of work, it was already 9 o'clock at night.

Shen Jing drove to the West District and entered the courtyard.

Mrs. Zhou, who lives in the courtyard, went to bed early.

Zhou Xiangqun went to work elsewhere, and the door of the courtyard was locked tonight.

Shen Jing turned sideways and glanced at the guard box.

The gatekeeper immediately saluted her dignifiedly.

Shen Jing stepped forward and said in a very low voice, "It seems to be locked. Please open the door."

The doorkeeper took a steady step, took out the key, and unlocked the door.

Only then can Shen Jing enter the courtyard.

She knew the way to Cuiwei Pavilion. When Sister Fang came out with tea, she saw her with a very surprised expression.

Afterwards, Sister Fang asked her to wait and went back to the house to ask, "Little girl, I'm here to see you."

The room is dark.

The old lady originally went to sleep, but had to sit up again.

Sister Fang turned on the light and waited beside the old lady's bed, waiting for her reply.

The old lady had no expression, "Brother Shen is quite reckless when he marries this girl. She always likes to come sneaking around at night. Does she want to eat pine nuts again? Give it to her and let her go home and sleep."

Twice.

The first time Shen Jing came back was to deliver snacks, fearing that she, an old lady, had never seen such delicious ones.

Shen Jing loves sweets, but the old lady doesn't.

Sister Fang took a dark shawl and gently put it on the old lady's shoulders.

"She's quite happy and waiting outside the door."

The old lady puts on shoes, always with a calm and expressionless face, "Are you happy to see me too?"

"See you."

Sister Fang bent down and stretched out her arms.

The old lady who had already stood up held Sister Fang's arm and hummed, "How dare I not see Brother Shen's people."

The old lady had just walked to the outhouse, and before she could sit down, all the lights in Cuiwei Pavilion came on.

The little girl outside Zhumen called out, her voice was really soft and greasy, and she didn't know who she wanted to break into.

"Second Grandma..."