time-limited addiction

Luxury cars gallop through busy streets.

The night in Shanghai city is extravagant and intense.

The car drove into the Ye Mansion, the garage opened, and the luxury car braked steadily to stop.

Zhou Lu san got out of the car in a hurry, leaned back on the seat with a tired face, and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel.

The phone rang, and it was another text message from Zhou Xiangqun.

Always send some inexplicable words, with a swipe of the finger, they are blocked for a short time.

After a moment of silence, he opened the door and got out of the car.

The brightly lit French villa, you can see the relief murals on the right when you enter the door.

The woman stepped on the stool, with long hair shawl, wearing white pajamas, white is very ethereal on her body, the cinnabar pen in her hand taps the murals on the wall, and the little finger is slightly raised, she feels very natural when painting.

The temptation that is clear at a glance loses its sense of mystery.

As soon as the car keys were put away, Zhou Lushen remained silent.

Wen Xin looked back slowly, "Are you back?"

Zhou Lushen copied it in his trouser pocket with one hand, "What are you doing here?"

"Looking for you."

Deliberately tapping her lips with cinnabar, the color of the curve between Wen Xin's lips was extremely bright red, "I can't do what I want to do, right Mr. Tuesday."

With just a few words, she was coaxing.

She looked at him and teased him on purpose, "It's okay to have an old relationship."

At a distance not too far away, the four eyes met.

Zhou Lv leaned heavily on the handrail of the stairs, raised his eyebrows in disbelief, he moved eagerly, and smiled even more eagerly, "Miss me?"

Wen Xin raised her lips, "Think."

Zhou Lu smiled blindly, the meaning was unclear.

He pulled his gaze away from her and turned to the mural.

Wen Xin understood the way of long-line fishing, so she continued to add cinnabar to the phoenix on the mural without further questioning.

This was her first day with him, and it was the completion time of this wall painting.

The 40-square-meter wall is a picture of a phoenix flying into the sky. This golden light is not an ordinary paint, but genuine gold. The phoenix feather is refined from azurite, and ocher is used as the background color.

When the lights are turned on, the phoenix overlooks all life, and gathers the mythical phoenix sacrifice ceremony.

Foreign Carrasco mural masters personally came to design and color him.

In the silence, Wen Xin spoke first, "Why don't you buy me a glass of water?"

Zhou Lu looked up lazily, motioning to the bar to let her pour it herself.

He is not in the habit of serving people.

Wen Xin looked at him, raising her eyebrows playfully.

She vaguely remembered how they broke up.

Zhou Luchen is always surrounded by Yingying Yanyan, who is always a drunken fan, she refuses to admit defeat, and wants to move Zhou Xiangqun to provoke men to compete.

She played harder and wilder.

Zhou Xiangqun was unshakable.

But how long can Zhou Luchen pamper her, no matter how much he loves her, he will never let her play with the Zhou family in the capital. Mr. Zhou has gone through a hail of guns and bullets before, and has made a lot of achievements. Can he be used as a joke?

The breakup was brought up by Zhou Lv.

That's the end of the relationship, it's his warning line.

He knew she was playing hard to get to stimulate him.

He was angry.

Wen Xin would neither cry nor make trouble, no matter how much she loved, she would not bow to Zhou Lushen, she bet on Zhou Lushen's angry words.

"Ah Chen, don't talk about breaking up in anger, even if it is angry, I will take it seriously."

Then the two broke up completely.

A person like Zhou Lushen has understood the rules of the world since he was a child. He is cruel by nature and treats his feelings so indifferently.

He didn't look back.

Relying on the guilt in his heart for breaking up, she refused to turn around and beg him.

Wen Xin withdrew her thoughts and put down the cinnabar basin, "Don't forgive me, right?"

He picked his thin lips lightly, "Forgive you for what."

Wen Xin's shoulders relaxed, "It's obvious that you indulged first, whispering with Miss Xie in the luxury car, so I can't have a temper."

After a while, Wen Xin added, "This time, please forgive me."

She rarely bowed her head to beg for help, but she only begged for him.

In front of Zhou Luchen, there is really no such thing as his noble son who would take the initiative to bow his head. She knew that if she played too much, this man would really run away.

Turning around and looking at him again, he was already striding upstairs.

The French spiral staircase was lit, and in the middle of the night, his back was sexy and elegant, with an undisguised unrestrained demeanor, and the feeling of indifference towards her was profound and chaotic.

Wen Xin got off the stool, "Tomorrow, you must remember to attend the board meeting of the Wei Group, my 200 billion major shareholder."

He is.

Wen Xin went to the sink to wash her hands, and went out to leave.

She is not in a hurry to touch him, she has plenty of time.

She thinks that Zhou Lushen treats that one, and he just wants to feel fresh for a while.

He went to Beijing, so he went back to live in Ye Mansion.

But she cared, she was reluctant to let others touch something that belonged to her.
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On the occasion of the final.

The official announcement of the rules of the competition, the official selection of songs, and the same track, the contestants are required to grasp the imagery expressed by the track.

After reading the announcement, Xing Fei felt that her Ah Jing was stable.

Before going on stage.

Shen Jing took the pipa handed by the staff, and all their competition tools were kept by the official.

Before going on stage, Shen Jing used to check the audition.

The prime finger moved down slightly, as if a sharp blade had cut through the flesh and blood.

It was so painful that Shen Jing couldn't bear to hiss, and a bloodstain appeared from her fingertips connecting to the nail.

Her pipa has definitely been tampered with and replaced with extremely sharp silk threads.

Xing Fei came back with water and couldn't wait to walk in front of Shen Jing, and was shocked in place, "What's going on."

Shen Jing motioned Xing Fei to look at the strings of the pipa.

The imitation is very realistic, if it is not for the fine blood stains that have solidified, there is no way to tell which string is a fake string.

Xing Fei found a band-aid, bent down in front of Shen Jing, and treated her wound, "Lu Yi and the others must have done it."

"Our things are kept by the organizer. How did she get the pipa?" After saying that, Xing Fei got up, "I'm going to discuss with the organizer. They kept the things in their custody, and they are responsible."

Shen Jing didn't panic, "Don't worry about it, there are still 10 minutes to play."

Xing Fei pulled her back, "How do you go up, we have to be fair."

"I can..." Shen Jing smiled and stretched out her left hand, "Change fingers."

Use your left hand.

"Have you ever used your left hand?" Xing Fei looked at her sideways, "This is in the finals, not a joke."

Shen Jing is very beautiful, and her pipa playing skills are extremely high, but her throat is the most outstanding thing. Naturally, there are people outside the mountains, and there are people outside the mountains, and they are all pipa masters.

Shen Jing replied, "When I was at Grandma Xu's house, I used to practice with my left hand. Grandma Xu taught me that it doesn't matter whether you are left or right, this is a necessary skill."

Shen Jing's right hand was scarred at that time, so she tried to learn with her left hand. For the sake of the glory of the group, she naturally would not take risks. No matter what the outcome is, she can't retire after being injured. She doesn't have the big face to stop the game .

Xing Fei nodded her forehead.

When something happens, never panic.

Shen Jing stepped forward to the front desk, "I have the recording of their rumors in my hand, and I will deal with them after the game."

Behind the curtain, Zhou Xiangqun frowned slightly, turned around and told his assistant, "Go and find out who did the tricks, and the organizer will also do the research."

The assistant nodded and followed Zhou Xiangqun.

Those little girls don't know this guy at all, and if they dare to play tricks under the watchful eye of this supervisor, they might send them all in for you.

"Then what about the game?"

"Go on." Zhou Xiangqun said with his hands behind his back, "She can do it. If I stop, she will be even more troubled by public opinion."