time-limited addiction

Chapter 31
"Why don't you wait for me to come with you, why, is 5 minutes your bottom line, I can't get past it, don't you feel impatient?"

Let it be.

Zhou Lu remained silent.

Zhou Lv and Shen have never waited for anyone before, is there any, even if there is, it will not be her, Shen Jing.

10 minutes is enough for him to negotiate a contract worth over [-] million yuan.

He has no interest in wasting it on women.

Love love love, come if you are interested.

Troublesome woman, he never liked to stay by his side.

Be good, be obedient, and worry-free, so you can deal with it.

They have never been different from Wenxin.

Shen Jing's reddened eyes were moist, and tears kept falling as if she didn't want money, wet the clothes on his chest, one piece after another.

Until she got in the car, she was still clinging to Zhou Lushen's arms and crying, biting his clothes, pulling his buttons with her fingers, crying falteringly to vent her dissatisfaction.

Zhou Lushen looked calm, "Do you remember which hand?"

Shen Jing's voice was intermittent, "His hand with... the wedding ring hurt... the cheongsam snagged on my buttocks, it must be the hand with the wedding ring."

Zhou Lu Shen held her face in his palm and looked at it clearly, it was not the same as when she was crying on the bed.

After a while, the tears were wet on his fingertips, sticky and hot, which made him a little irritable, and scolded her, "Don't cry."

Shen Jing didn't listen, and just vented her emotions and grievances.

"He almost touched me."

know.

I know he almost touched your place.

This is a taboo in a man's possessiveness.

It was the woman he took with him.

What he touched was not easy for other men to touch.

Zhou Lu leaned back in the back seat, slowly lit a cigarette, and fully grasped her slender waist with one hand.

It seemed that the more broken Shen Jing was crying, the more pitiful she became, and Zhou Lvchen sucked on that puff of cigarette harder, lowered his head, and put the thickest puff into her mouth.

Seeing her choking, Zhou Lushen was finally satisfied, with a disdainful look on his face, "It makes you feel good, so it's not that much trouble."

Clearly, his unfathomable eyes were full of interest.

The driver concentrated on driving, and this time he raised the upper gear.

This is crying, it's too broken, it's so distressing, he almost can't drive anymore.

I don't know what the second son thinks, if he hugs and coaxes people tightly, he will be honest.

Who knows what happened to the rear seat.

Will you be able to coax, will you buy a book to learn how to coax a girl? Second Young Master.
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When arriving at the hotel.

Zhou Lu wrapped the beautiful woman in his arms into the elevator in a heavy suit. She finally stopped crying and limp in his arms like a drowned kitten.

As soon as she entered, Zhou Lushen threw her into bed as usual.

She was so tired from crying that she didn't have the energy to argue with him at this moment.

Zhou Lvchen covered her with a quilt, "I'll fucking solve it for you, why cry?"

She pressed her face against the soft pillow, "But I have well-developed tear glands."

He smiled softly, falling into her eyes in a daze.

"Don't cry in front of me, I won't coax you."

Such a smile is really three points more ruthless.

He hates crying girls, right?

If you hate it, you hate it. Crying is a human instinct, and Shen Jing is not willing to change it for him.

That night, Zhao Zhiqiang wanted to find out who the noble son who kicked him was.

Zhou Lushen was found.

But the boss behind Zhao Zhiqiang is the A side in Australia.

There were twists and turns, the basket was stabbed to Zhou's house, and the ocean phone was stabbed to Zhou Zhengliang's ear.

"There is a little girl next to the second son, and he beats someone for the little girl.

During that phone call, Zhou Luchen sat on the balcony and smoked.

Zhou Zhengliang's voice became heavier, "You bastard, I don't know how many international headlines it takes to expose your promiscuous jokes. Except for women, do you have nothing to do? Disgraceful, a man, If you can’t even clean yourself up, what else can you do.”

Zhou Lv shook the soot, his voice was extremely light, so light that there was no wave or ripple.

"My pleasure."

Over there, "Ah Chen!"

"Talk about the cooperation with Party A, and the other matters will end here. I will deal with what you did wrong." Zhou Zhengliang said.

Zhou Luchen always had a lazy smile on his lips, "What did I do wrong?"

Zhou Zhengliang: "The person you move your wings with is an employee of my best friend. I am your father. If you don't listen to me, who will you listen to?"

Zhou Lushen was smoking a cigarette, "Zhou Zhengliang, less blood pressure."

This move was not considered a move on Zhou Luchen.

When Shen Jing came out of the shower, she clearly heard and saw Mr. Zhou's cynical attitude.

original.

He believed her.

original.

He also hates Zhao Zhiqiang.

If there is no monitoring, it will be difficult to deal with it without monitoring.

It is indeed wrong to use evil to control evil, and it is immoral.

Everyone has no evidence, but what can they prove.

On that occasion, if you can install a camera, don’t install it, ghosts, whoever talks to them will install a camera to monitor yourself.

While Shen Jing was contemplating, she subconsciously looked up at Zhou Luchen.

I don't know what he will do.

Even his father didn't trust him.

Zhou Luchen put away his phone, and turned his gaze to Shen Jing lightly, "Come here."

Shen Jing turned her head, Zhou Lvchen stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist and pulled it back.

"Is this a temper tantrum?"

Shen Jing turned her face away, "No, I just don't want to disturb you."

It was obvious that he was angry.

Shen Jing looked at the fading neon lights, "I'm sleepy, I'll go to sleep first."

It was almost dawn.

Zhou Lu came back with her arms in his arms, and sat together.

"Don't make trouble."

Shen Jing let out a breath, "If it's difficult, I won't solve it, there is no camera."

Zhou Lushen pinched her stubborn chin with his fingers, his voice was extremely low, and his breath slowly hit the side of her neck, "Torture to extract a confession."
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The sun rises in early autumn.

A private villa.

Chen Yao sat down on the sofa of the host's house, and unwrapped his newly arrived cigar.

Mr. Zhou is ignorant, but he doesn't like smoking cigars.

Chen Yao slowly burned the eggplant head until it was all red, and then put the eggplant head in his mouth.

Lighting a cigar is different from lighting a cigarette. It must be roasted slowly, and the flavor will come out only after roasting.

Sitting opposite Chen Yao, Zhao Zhiqiang was very much attuned to Chen Yao's arrival.

Your son is always your son.

The father behind them really has the right to speak.

The elders didn't say anything, and Zhao Zhiqiang calmed down a little.

They have no proof, there really isn't.

Who saw that Zhao Zhiqiang was going to play with that girl.

Chen Yao cut to the chase, "You go and surrender."

Zhao Zhiqiang was startled, "What?"

"I'll repeat it again." Chen Yao was still patient, "You go and surrender."

Chen Yao is still having a good time talking.

Mr. Zhou warned that hands-on fights are not allowed, this is incorrect behavior.

You have to sit down and have a good talk like a gentleman, who doesn't pretend to be, and just doesn't bother to play this game.

Zhao Zhiqiang smiled, "We really welcome you to be our guests, and we will entertain you warmly at any time, but Young Master Chen, don't be arrogant, right?"

Chen Yao said seriously, "You are taking advantage of Ms. Shen Jing."

What are you impulsive, who is joking with you.

He just smoked a cigar quietly, not without temper.

His temper is even more irritable than Zhou Luchen.

But at the moment Chen Yao is indeed polite and gentle.

(End of this chapter)