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After a moment of silence, he let out a muffled laugh, and twirled lightly and hard on the fingertips around her waist, "I'm kidding, I know it's not."

Shen Jing was a little short-tempered, she teased him again when she was angry, and finally laughed out loud, she fell headfirst, and snuggled into his arms.

But really, remember Zhou Lushen's words: it doesn't matter
"Zhou Lv Shen."

"Ok?"

"Will you leave tonight?" Shen Jing asked.

Zhou Lv stretched out his finger and stroked her long hair to the back, "Where do you think I'm going?"

"On business trip."

Subconsciously, Shen Jing felt that Zhou Lvchen came back to look for her, and when she found her, she was about to leave for a business trip.

He looked at her, "I will take you later?"

Shen Jing nodded, "Is that okay? I want to go out and play, and I haven't left Suzhou and Shanghai for a long time."

She also wants to walk around, wander around, with the person she likes, it would be too lonely to be alone.

Such as HK's puppet show and Nathan.

There was no extra expression on Zhou Luchen's face, "Come on."

"Where is the mess?" Shen Jing raised her head, "Don't you want to?"

He seemed to be smiling, "What should I do if I'm tired after a long flight, huh?"

Shen Jing secretly cut her voice, didn't she just don't want to.

Speaking of being tired, Shen Jing is really tired from this meeting, it should be very late, maybe two or three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Smelling the smell of perfume on his body, she wanted to sleep for a while, but suddenly found that it was not the smell of heavy wood lavender.

His suits have always been carefully ironed, and the smell of dead wood has been smoked to him.

It's a floral scent, very light, very nice.

Simply.

She sat up straight suddenly, "Why do you smell like someone else?"

Zhou Lu frowned slightly, "What."

"Yes." Shen Jing continued to sniff the white shirt, "It seems to smell like crabapple flowers."

Zhou Lu squinted his eyes, and said unhurriedly, "The begonias in the Daheyuan are coming to bloom in winter."

"Where is the courtyard." She was curious.

Zhou Lushen said, "It's my family."

"Why do you have so many families?"

She had never seen what Zhou Luchen's house looked like once, it was so secretive that no pictures could be found on the Internet.

She lay quietly on Zhou Luchen's thigh, she didn't know much about Zhou Luchen.

I only know that he is rich and powerful, no one can explain his background clearly, and you can't take pictures with your mobile phone when you are close to him.

Everything about him is so mysterious.

This mystery made her even more curious about the word Zhou Lushen.

Until many years later, she would still think of joining hands with the second son of the Zhou family to find her in the nightclub.

Using his connections, he surrounded the entire nightclub.

In those years, she always thought about it.

Did Zhou Lushen love her at that time, did he have a little love?

If feelings could tell the winner, Shen Jing knew that she would have lost long ago. When he raised his eyes slightly, smiled at her with deep eyes, and slowly fell, he was so calm and breezy, and she was completely happy at that moment. Go through this endless romance.

Shen Jing withdrew her thoughts, climbed onto Zhou Luchen's shoulder, bit the man's protruding sexy throat with her lips and teeth.

He leaned back on the chair irresistibly at the back of his neck, holding back an 'uh', the lingering sound was ambiguous, so sexy and sleepy, it sounded like rotten musical strings.

Shen Jing raised her eyes, blinked her red eyes, "Does it hurt?"

Does it hurt?

Zhou Lu pinched the back of her neck and pulled her into his arms forcefully, and said in a cold voice, "Zhuang Ming get out of the car."

The meaning of those four words was too obvious, Shen Jing's heart trembled, and she immediately yelled, "Don't Zhuang Ming get out of the car."

Zhou Lu gave her a deep look with deep eyes, "Like him listening to you?"

The sitting posture is clearly dignified, and the voice does not diminish the true qualities of the dandy brother. The look at her is full of flirtatious and playful.

She padded her waist and kissed him on the cheek, "Is this okay, let's go home."

Yes, Shen Jing was nervous.

In the end, instead of taking her back to Yunding, he went to the hotel suite in a good mood.

He likes to swap places.

She was wearing his suit, hanging shamefully on his shoulders. She accepted the hotel manager's nodding and bowing welcome ceremony, and entered the elevator.

Shen Jing didn't dare to show her face until the elevator door closed.

A toss.

Day is bright.

Poor Liang Yingning said that her new pajamas cost 4 yuan.

It was ruined by Zhou Lv.

Lying on the carpet in messy pieces.

He leaned against the head of the bed with his arms around her slippery shoulders, and gently played with her wet hair with his fingers.

The view from the floor-to-ceiling windows is cloudy.

Shen Jing remembered, her voice was hoarse, "Today is Christmas Eve."

Zhou Lushen didn't care much about this kind of foreign festival, he lit a cigarette slowly, sucked a mouthful of thick mist into his throat, the cigarette butt was caught between his fingers, lowered his eyes, and spit the bad smoke on her face, making a joke of her.

"Why is your voice hoarse, huh?"

He probably knew best why he was dumb, Shen Jing chose not to speak, and kicked the man's strong leg with her foot under the quilt.

Zhou Lushen swept her easily, suppressing her and making her unable to move.

Even if he was smoking a cigarette in one hand, how simple and rude he was to deal with her.

Curious, Shen Jing reached out to take out the cigarette that was lightly dangling from Zhou Luchen's lips, put it in her mouth and took a puff, which made her throat choked up.

She didn't have the strength to cough it out again, so she held it there softly and said 'hmm,'.

He took away the cigarette and extinguished it, glanced sideways at her, pretending to be half-dead.

I have to like to try it, she is a bit rebellious in her bones.

It was raining outside the window.

There is more rain and the temperature is colder.

Shen Jing hid under the swan quilt and in front of Zhou Luchen's bare chest.

"Zhou Luchen, let's celebrate Christmas."

He would either go back to Zhou's house or have entertainment on major traditional festivals. Zhou Luchen would have time only for foreign festivals that his aristocratic family would not care about.

He just said, "Up to you."

Shen Jing pretended that he agreed, she was really sleepy, so she closed her eyes and rested.

The person next to the pillow had already let go of her, got up, picked up the bathrobe, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

She was exhausted and slept soundly this time.

Zhou Lv came out of the shower, she was already in a deep sleep.

Picking up the cigarette case, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the misty rain and fog outside the window.

He didn't even bother to light the cigarette between his two fingers, and he knocked on the back of the sofa every now and then.

On the other side of the call, "Mr. Zhou, how to deal with Luo Yuanping."

Zhou Lushen's voice was a little hoarse, "It's business."
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Shen Jing woke up at night, supported her waist and looked around, Zhou Lvchen was no longer there, and everything was empty.

It was still drizzling outside.

The service butler of the presidential suite delivered dinner and a change of clothes, and closed the door to leave.

Again, completely quiet.

Shen Jing glanced at the contents of the gift box, including the new mobile phone.

Let's say he is careful, he has never noticed her emotions and feelings, not at all.

Let's say he is not careful, Zhou Luchen knows exactly what size she wears.

Man is such a creature, it's ridiculous.

The black cheongsam with bronzing and embroidered apricot flowers is a hand-sewn treasure. He will always only prepare clothes for her according to his preferences.

In the phone, there is only Zhou Lushen's contact information.

When she was about to call, he called first, "Come down."

Shen Jing packed her things and went downstairs.

The dazzling black matte sports car is parked on the porch of the hotel's main entrance.

When she opened the passenger door, she smelled the tantalizing fragrance of roses.