time-limited addiction
Chapter 3 Is there anything good about finding you?
Chapter 3 Is there anything good about finding you?
The bodyguard pushed open the four-meter-high cast aluminum door.
Enter the eye.
The wall is full of crystal bricks, and the winding private corridor is more like a secret private playground.
Outside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling glass windows, you can completely overlook the night view of Shanghai, which is full of gold and land.
This must be a person who knows how to reincarnate, and he has been on the side of luxury and money since birth.
Look up and move forward.
Zhou Lushen was playing mahjong in front of the Sifang table, wiping the lighter to light a cigarette, and his movements were casual.
With the smoke in his lips, when a trace of smoke came out, the big joint of the throat bone rolled down without a trace, and swallowed.
It doesn't feel decadent to let people appreciate it, and the frivolous smile in the eyes is so noble that they don't know the sufferings of the world.
The aura of a rich man, this thing really can't be pretended.
While the tea was fragrant, they behaved and talked decently.
Shen Jing understood.
Why did the bodyguard keep her cell phone so desperately.
According to the clear rules, the people sitting here are all noble sons with strong family backgrounds, and the words "rich second generation" are all low.
With a well-developed network, the old man behind Mr. Tuesday has an extraordinary status. With him, who would dare to bring photography products close to expose his private life.
Sometimes you know the word Zhou Lushen, but you don't necessarily know what he looks like. The rich and powerful hide their private lives too well.
Shen Jing buckled the chain of her bag, lost her mind for a moment, and just looked at Zhou Luchen.
Probably crazy, it reminded her of his sweaty nights.
But he was immersed in the colorful world and had no time to look at her.
The woman sitting next to Zhou Lushen is a very popular first-line actress on the Internet, with top looks and figure.
Gorgeous, Hong Kong style, proud measurements.
The acting skills are not bad, and the momentum is quite popular. Those first-hand resources were indeed dug out from Zhou Luchen. No one knows on the surface, but everyone in this circle knows it clearly.
The woman whispered, "Boss Zhou."
Boss Zhou is very spiritual.
A tribute to capitalists.
Zhou Lu raised his eyebrows slightly, "What?"
The woman opened her mouth openly and coquettishly, "You haven't come to play with me for a long time, every time you have to create encounters, I am also very tired, what should I do?"
Blue smoke and white mist lingered in his eyes, Zhou Lu narrowed his dark eyes slightly, "Is there anything good I can do with you?"
His kind of smile, the shallow eye sockets, the corners of the eyes are slightly stuffed, and there is a little spark on the thin lips, which is very confused and affectionate.
The woman met his smile, sank, and acted more boldly, leaning her upper body in an ambiguous posture, sticking to Zhou Luchen's ear, "Boss Zhou can do whatever good he wants."
Zhou Lushen raised his hand, indicating the cigarette in his hand, "Be careful of burning you."
It means don't get too close, or it may be that you are afraid that the smoke will burn you and feel sorry for you. Listen, your son's speech skills are ambiguous.
The woman smiled brightly, "I'm not afraid of getting burned."
"obedient."
Zhou Lu smacked the cigarette between his fingers, "Go make tea."
When he was flirtatious, the women around him were all beautiful, and his indifference and indifference could be said easily.
The female celebrity knew how to play, and didn't dare to offend him too much, so she smiled and said yes, and obediently went to make tea for him.
It also seemed that he had only glanced at Shen Jing once or twice.
Shen Jing wanted to leave at that moment, but found that the 4-meter-high gate in the distance had been closed tightly.
No one cared who she was, Chen Yao, who threw her in, leaned on the bar and asked the perfumer for lemons, which was none of his business.
Not many people, seven or eight, and Shen Jing didn't know anyone.
She looked to Zhou Lvchen for help, "How to open this door."
Zhou Lu snuffed out the cigarette butt, only looking at her.
Shen Jing gently pointed at the door.
He asked casually, "What's the matter?"
No one made a sound, there is no surname Shen here.
Shen Jing rushed to answer, "Shen Jing."
It's so indulgent, can't you remember the name?
She still remembers writing in his arms that night.
Rubbing the black gold mahjong tiles on his fingertips, he asked her which jìng it was.
Shen Jing sat down on the stool next to him, and wrote on the red tablecloth with her index finger again: Jing
Everyone's eyes fell on Shen Jing involuntarily, and they were surprised, but after thinking about it, they suddenly realized that there are always some beauties around the second young master, which is not surprising.
Zhou Lu glanced at her deeply, "Why, who are you looking for?"
"Come and see you, do you believe it?" Shen Jing responded.
Seeing this kind of words, Zhou Lu couldn't calm down, "Do you know what I'm talking about?"
Shen Jing slightly raised her face, looked at Zhou Luchen, "Do you think I dare to talk nonsense?"
Zhou Luchen just glanced at her lightly, and he could see through her at a glance.
But he wasn't interested in getting to know Shen Jing, so he raised his bony fingers and asked her if she knew how to play cards, or not.
"It's me if I lose."
Shen Jinghui usually gets together to play cards to pass the time when there is no performance in the troupe.
She reached for the card and said in a low voice, "Ka, why give it to me."
With that said, he showed Zhou Lvchen the nine cylinders he got.
Zhou Lv taught her how to play the cards with all his hands, and touched the red with his fingers, "Is there such a thing?"
Open his mouth, it seems that he really forgot to give the card.
Is a master of sensuality.
"Zhou Lv Shen."
She whispered his name softly.
He glanced at her lazily, "What are you asking Zhou Luchen to do?"
Shen Jing turned sideways and just looked at him like that.
In the end, it was the two people who had slept together. When they looked at each other, they seemed to melt into fire, secretly generating a magnetic field of sexual desire.
The small purple furnace of the crystal incense stand is burning incense, and the incense master is earnestly frying incense.
The air is full of the smell of fried Qinan, which is soft, rich and mellow, simple and unsophisticated.
Qinan is a thousand-year-old incense.
The whole house smells like burning money.
One gram of the top-grade baiqi costs 10,000+. The ups and downs of the fragrance are ever-changing, and it matches the mystery of Zhou Luchen's body quite well.
Maybe it was because she was overheard when she chanted his name, and everyone was silent for half a minute.
Some looked at the cards, and the sensible ones of the upper family threw out nine barrels, which confused the little girl, the second son has a very bad temper.
Chen Yao had eaten melons, so he personally brought some cups of tea over.
"I don't even call him by his name," Chen Yao said.
Shen Jing played the card, her face smiling brightly, "Why don't you call it, otherwise the second son would have chosen such a nice name for nothing."
Lah ~
The tone is crisp and charming.
Zhou Lu pulled his lips lightly, and quickly drank his tea indifferently.
After all, she can sit next to Zhou Luchen, and her poker players are all enthusiastic about her, so how dare she ignore her.
She's not stage frightened.
It's for fun here, who is more serious than the other, and they don't even remember their faces when they see each other the next day.
I might even remember the girl's name wrong.
Come down in a circle.
The tea was also cold.
Zhou Lv said to his poker friend, "I'm tired, let's go back first."
"No next game?" Chen Yao wondered.
"Something happened."
He was not interested, his long arms went over Shen Jing to take the suit jacket, touching her by accident from time to time, and the electrostatic rubbing picked up a strand of her long hair, intertwined and entangled around his wrist watch.
Zhou Lu took a serious look at Shen Jing.
Her shoulders collapsed into a line with tension.
This innocent kind.
The tight skirt of purple silk satin wraps around the figure, and the waist is one foot soft and straight. It looks thin and not enough to hold, but it feels good to the touch, and it feels fleshy and soft.
He looked away from her, "Follow me."
(End of this chapter)
The bodyguard pushed open the four-meter-high cast aluminum door.
Enter the eye.
The wall is full of crystal bricks, and the winding private corridor is more like a secret private playground.
Outside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling glass windows, you can completely overlook the night view of Shanghai, which is full of gold and land.
This must be a person who knows how to reincarnate, and he has been on the side of luxury and money since birth.
Look up and move forward.
Zhou Lushen was playing mahjong in front of the Sifang table, wiping the lighter to light a cigarette, and his movements were casual.
With the smoke in his lips, when a trace of smoke came out, the big joint of the throat bone rolled down without a trace, and swallowed.
It doesn't feel decadent to let people appreciate it, and the frivolous smile in the eyes is so noble that they don't know the sufferings of the world.
The aura of a rich man, this thing really can't be pretended.
While the tea was fragrant, they behaved and talked decently.
Shen Jing understood.
Why did the bodyguard keep her cell phone so desperately.
According to the clear rules, the people sitting here are all noble sons with strong family backgrounds, and the words "rich second generation" are all low.
With a well-developed network, the old man behind Mr. Tuesday has an extraordinary status. With him, who would dare to bring photography products close to expose his private life.
Sometimes you know the word Zhou Lushen, but you don't necessarily know what he looks like. The rich and powerful hide their private lives too well.
Shen Jing buckled the chain of her bag, lost her mind for a moment, and just looked at Zhou Luchen.
Probably crazy, it reminded her of his sweaty nights.
But he was immersed in the colorful world and had no time to look at her.
The woman sitting next to Zhou Lushen is a very popular first-line actress on the Internet, with top looks and figure.
Gorgeous, Hong Kong style, proud measurements.
The acting skills are not bad, and the momentum is quite popular. Those first-hand resources were indeed dug out from Zhou Luchen. No one knows on the surface, but everyone in this circle knows it clearly.
The woman whispered, "Boss Zhou."
Boss Zhou is very spiritual.
A tribute to capitalists.
Zhou Lu raised his eyebrows slightly, "What?"
The woman opened her mouth openly and coquettishly, "You haven't come to play with me for a long time, every time you have to create encounters, I am also very tired, what should I do?"
Blue smoke and white mist lingered in his eyes, Zhou Lu narrowed his dark eyes slightly, "Is there anything good I can do with you?"
His kind of smile, the shallow eye sockets, the corners of the eyes are slightly stuffed, and there is a little spark on the thin lips, which is very confused and affectionate.
The woman met his smile, sank, and acted more boldly, leaning her upper body in an ambiguous posture, sticking to Zhou Luchen's ear, "Boss Zhou can do whatever good he wants."
Zhou Lushen raised his hand, indicating the cigarette in his hand, "Be careful of burning you."
It means don't get too close, or it may be that you are afraid that the smoke will burn you and feel sorry for you. Listen, your son's speech skills are ambiguous.
The woman smiled brightly, "I'm not afraid of getting burned."
"obedient."
Zhou Lu smacked the cigarette between his fingers, "Go make tea."
When he was flirtatious, the women around him were all beautiful, and his indifference and indifference could be said easily.
The female celebrity knew how to play, and didn't dare to offend him too much, so she smiled and said yes, and obediently went to make tea for him.
It also seemed that he had only glanced at Shen Jing once or twice.
Shen Jing wanted to leave at that moment, but found that the 4-meter-high gate in the distance had been closed tightly.
No one cared who she was, Chen Yao, who threw her in, leaned on the bar and asked the perfumer for lemons, which was none of his business.
Not many people, seven or eight, and Shen Jing didn't know anyone.
She looked to Zhou Lvchen for help, "How to open this door."
Zhou Lu snuffed out the cigarette butt, only looking at her.
Shen Jing gently pointed at the door.
He asked casually, "What's the matter?"
No one made a sound, there is no surname Shen here.
Shen Jing rushed to answer, "Shen Jing."
It's so indulgent, can't you remember the name?
She still remembers writing in his arms that night.
Rubbing the black gold mahjong tiles on his fingertips, he asked her which jìng it was.
Shen Jing sat down on the stool next to him, and wrote on the red tablecloth with her index finger again: Jing
Everyone's eyes fell on Shen Jing involuntarily, and they were surprised, but after thinking about it, they suddenly realized that there are always some beauties around the second young master, which is not surprising.
Zhou Lu glanced at her deeply, "Why, who are you looking for?"
"Come and see you, do you believe it?" Shen Jing responded.
Seeing this kind of words, Zhou Lu couldn't calm down, "Do you know what I'm talking about?"
Shen Jing slightly raised her face, looked at Zhou Luchen, "Do you think I dare to talk nonsense?"
Zhou Luchen just glanced at her lightly, and he could see through her at a glance.
But he wasn't interested in getting to know Shen Jing, so he raised his bony fingers and asked her if she knew how to play cards, or not.
"It's me if I lose."
Shen Jinghui usually gets together to play cards to pass the time when there is no performance in the troupe.
She reached for the card and said in a low voice, "Ka, why give it to me."
With that said, he showed Zhou Lvchen the nine cylinders he got.
Zhou Lv taught her how to play the cards with all his hands, and touched the red with his fingers, "Is there such a thing?"
Open his mouth, it seems that he really forgot to give the card.
Is a master of sensuality.
"Zhou Lv Shen."
She whispered his name softly.
He glanced at her lazily, "What are you asking Zhou Luchen to do?"
Shen Jing turned sideways and just looked at him like that.
In the end, it was the two people who had slept together. When they looked at each other, they seemed to melt into fire, secretly generating a magnetic field of sexual desire.
The small purple furnace of the crystal incense stand is burning incense, and the incense master is earnestly frying incense.
The air is full of the smell of fried Qinan, which is soft, rich and mellow, simple and unsophisticated.
Qinan is a thousand-year-old incense.
The whole house smells like burning money.
One gram of the top-grade baiqi costs 10,000+. The ups and downs of the fragrance are ever-changing, and it matches the mystery of Zhou Luchen's body quite well.
Maybe it was because she was overheard when she chanted his name, and everyone was silent for half a minute.
Some looked at the cards, and the sensible ones of the upper family threw out nine barrels, which confused the little girl, the second son has a very bad temper.
Chen Yao had eaten melons, so he personally brought some cups of tea over.
"I don't even call him by his name," Chen Yao said.
Shen Jing played the card, her face smiling brightly, "Why don't you call it, otherwise the second son would have chosen such a nice name for nothing."
Lah ~
The tone is crisp and charming.
Zhou Lu pulled his lips lightly, and quickly drank his tea indifferently.
After all, she can sit next to Zhou Luchen, and her poker players are all enthusiastic about her, so how dare she ignore her.
She's not stage frightened.
It's for fun here, who is more serious than the other, and they don't even remember their faces when they see each other the next day.
I might even remember the girl's name wrong.
Come down in a circle.
The tea was also cold.
Zhou Lv said to his poker friend, "I'm tired, let's go back first."
"No next game?" Chen Yao wondered.
"Something happened."
He was not interested, his long arms went over Shen Jing to take the suit jacket, touching her by accident from time to time, and the electrostatic rubbing picked up a strand of her long hair, intertwined and entangled around his wrist watch.
Zhou Lu took a serious look at Shen Jing.
Her shoulders collapsed into a line with tension.
This innocent kind.
The tight skirt of purple silk satin wraps around the figure, and the waist is one foot soft and straight. It looks thin and not enough to hold, but it feels good to the touch, and it feels fleshy and soft.
He looked away from her, "Follow me."
(End of this chapter)
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