time-limited addiction

She can't wait for his fireworks, her preferences and his preferences have never been the same frequency.

Just watching Nie Yanze and his wife hug each other under the fireworks.

Shen Jing turned sideways and looked away, unable to eat the dog food.

But, the lamp shadow shook, why did the person who came out of the teahouse next door have the face of Sun Qiyan.

He looked at her eyes a little complicated, surprised and weird, and finally couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Later, when I heard Nie Yanze and Sun Qiyan greet each other, I realized that they knew each other. They were called chefs, and they were quite famous private kitchen chefs.

Sun Qiyan was carrying kitchen utensils, fruits and vegetables, box after box.

Shen Jing paused, and when Sun Qiyan passed by, she got up, "Let me move it for you."

Sun Qiyan stared at her for a while, then motioned to the small box on the right side of the car, "Take the light one."

After finishing speaking, he regretted again, "It's inconvenient to wear a cheongsam. I don't have many things. I can do it myself."

Shen Jing has already bent over.

Those sons and brothers have something to do, so why not just move it by himself, with a full truck, when will he be able to finish the move.

With her cute appearance, it is quite difficult to do these things.

Sun Qiyan didn't stop her, "Come with your boyfriend?"

"Ah?" Shen Jing walked behind him, "Oh."

The ambiguous answer, since she was with Zhou Luchen, she learned it.

Sun Qiyan seemed to be able to see through her, so he just smiled, "I've seen it since you entered the door."

Without asking too much, Sun Qiyan always speaks with a refined style and never makes people feel uncomfortable.

Naturally, Shen Jing didn't ask him why he was here.

It was Sun Qiyan who confessed, "Nie Yanze and I opened the tea house together. If you like to play, you can come here with your boyfriend."

After moving, Shen Jing washed her hands and came out of the kitchen with Sun Qiyan one after the other.

Shen Jing: "I didn't even know there was such a place. The air is so good, it smells like tea."

Sun Qiyan looked up at the night, "There's a lot you don't know, please come out for a stroll if you have time."

"That's fine too."

The two were talking and laughing.

Shen Jing has her hands behind her back. Here, she is the only friend she knows. Being alone is never lonely.

Many times, she and some of Zhou Lvshen's friends rarely have anything in common.

Without making any sound, Zhou Luchen stood at the top of the steps, looking indifferently.

The moment she raised her head, Shen Jing stopped smiling.

But Zhou Lvchen had a calm and breezy appearance, looking at Shen Jing indifferently.

Shen Jing also looked at him.

Looking at each other, Zhou Lushen's eyes were really tepid, and it was even more difficult to guess what he meant when he was not talking.

It was Sun Qiyan who said hello, "Mr. Tuesday."

Zhou Lvchen nodded slightly, and responded as if, and remained silent. The fan of the noble son of the aristocratic family was just right by him.

Shen Jing felt.

They are known.

Realizing that something was wrong, she walked towards Zhou Lvchen, "Are you done?"

Zhou Lu gave her a serious look, then turned around.

That one's eyes were shallow and lofty, Shen Jing didn't know where to provoke him, seeing that he didn't wait for her, when she stepped on the stairs, she pretended to step on the air, and said 'Oh' coquettishly.

Zhou Lu sighed lightly, and did not turn around to help her.

She sighed softly, "Wait, can I do it?"

Zhou Lu was used to being indifferent, "Don't even think about it."

Knowing that he had seen through her trick, Shen Jing secretly slandered, did he have eyes on his back?

"My foot hurts and I sprained it."

Zhou Lushen's words were still plain, "I have the strength to move things, but I don't have the strength to walk."

Can this be confused.

Really, looking at his back, Shen Jing almost fell down.

"Hey--"

It was just that Zhou Lushen's arm held her back precisely, preventing her from falling down the stairs.

Shen Jing stabilized her heels and stood still.

Zhou Lu cursed in a low voice, and dragged her directly to the grove.

The wind blows the leaves rustling, and the moonlight is floating around. The standing posture of the man in front of him is not affected by the wind at all. As he gets closer, Shen Jing subconsciously takes a step back, and her back hits the tree.

In the darkness, the tall and straight Zhou Lu looked down at her condescendingly.

Shen Jing was short of breath and flustered, "Don't... your friends are all nearby, so it won't work here."

He narrowed his eyes, "Nothing."

Shen Jing's voice weakened, "That's... that."

Zhou Luchen smiled contemptuously, and clasped her waist with his palm, "Which one?"

He was teasing her on purpose, Shen Jing said angrily, "I can't do it."

Zhou Luchen stood there with his upper body leaning towards her ear. He breathed heavily and said "Oh?" with a long tone, as if gnawing at the tip of her ear.

"Is that all you have in mind about me?" He mocked.

Shen Jing stood on her toes and bit his shoulder, "Can you blame me? You are never the same."

It's clear that he trained it all by himself, with a look, a movement, she knows whether he thinks about it or not.