The bodyguard pushed open the four-meter-high cast aluminum door.

into the eye.

The walls are full of crystal tiles, and the private aisles are winding and winding, which is more like a private playground.

Panoramic floor-to-ceiling glass windows, you can completely overlook the night view of Shanghai, and the high-rise buildings opposite rise into the sky, brilliant as always.

This has to be a person who knows how to be reincarnated, and he has been drunk on the side of gold from birth.

Look up and move forward.

Zhou Lushen played mahjong in front of the square table, wiped the lighter and lit a cigarette, and his movements were casual.

As the smoke reached his lips, a trace of smoke came out, and the large knots of the laryngeal bone rolled down without a trace and swallowed.

It doesn't feel corrupt to appreciate, and the little light smile in the eyes is so noble that you don't know the suffering of the world.

The aura of a rich man, this thing really can't be pretended.

The tea was fragrant, and they behaved and talked decently.

Shen Jing understood.

Why did the bodyguard keep her phone.

According to the rules, the people sitting here are all noble sons with strong family backgrounds, and the three words of the rich second generation are low.

The Internet is developed, and the identity of Lao Tzu behind Tuesday Gongzi is extraordinary, with him, who dares to bring photographic products close to expose his private life.

Sometimes you know the three words Zhou Lushen, you don't necessarily know what he looks like, and the powerful hide their private life too well.

Shen Jing buckled the chain of the bag, lost her mind for a short time, and just looked at Zhou Lushen.

Most of the time crazy, it reminded her of his sweaty nights.

But he was immersed in the world of flowers and flowers, and he had no time to look at her.

The woman who sat next to Zhou Lushen is a very popular first-line actress on the Internet, and her appearance and figure are all top.

Glamoury, Hong Kong style, proud of the three sides.

The acting skills are okay, the momentum is quite hot, those first-hand resources are indeed dug up from Zhou Lushen, no one knows on the face, but everything in this circle is clear.

The woman snorted, "Boss Zhou." ”

Boss Zhou is very spiritual.

Honorifics for capitalists.

Zhou Lu lowered his eyebrows slightly, "What." ”

The woman opened her mouth openly and coquettishly, "You haven't come out to play with me for a long time, you have to create a chance encounter every time, I'm so tired, what should I do." ”

Green smoke and white mist swirled under his eyes, and Zhou Lushen's dark eyes narrowed slightly, "Is there anything good about looking for you?" ”

His smile, shallow eye sockets, slightly stuffed at the corners of his eyes, and a little spark on his thin lips, are extremely confused and amorous.

The woman smiled at him, sinking, her demeanor was bolder, her upper body was tilted in an ambiguous posture, and she was close to Zhou Lushen's ear, "Boss Zhou can do whatever he wants." ”

Zhou Lushen raised his hand and gestured to the cigarette in his hand, "Be careful of burning you." ”

It means don't get too close, or you can be afraid that the smoke will burn you and feel sorry for you, listen, your son's words are ambiguous.

The woman's smile was bright, "I'm not afraid of getting hot." ”

"Obedient."

Zhou Lu knocked the cigarette between his fingers, "Go make tea." ”

When he is romantic, the women around him must be beautiful, and his indifference can also be said to come.

The female star was interested, and she didn't dare to offend him too much, so she smiled and said yes, and obediently went to make him tea.

It seems that he only looked at Shen Jing for a moment or two.

Shen Jing wanted to leave at that moment, and found that the 4-meter-high gate in the distance had already been closed tightly.

No one cared who she was, Chen Yao, who threw her in, leaned against the bar and asked the incense artist for lemons, it was none of his business.

There are not many people, seven or eight, and Shen Jing doesn't know anyone.

She looked at Zhou Lushen for help, "How can this door be opened." ”

Zhou Lu extinguished the cigarette butt and only glanced at her.

Shen Jing pointed to the door lightly.

He asked casually, "Shen what." ”

No one made a sound, how could there be a surname Shen here.

Shen Jing hurriedly replied, "Shen Jing." ”

It's good to say that I've indulged, but I can't remember the name.

She still remembered that night in his arms, in the palm of his hand.

The black-and-gold-faced mahjong tiles rubbed on his fingertips and 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 couldn't help but fall on Shen Jing, surprised, but thinking about it, it was suddenly reflected, there were always some beauties around the second son, which was not surprising.

Zhou Lu glanced at her, "Why, who are you looking for?" ”

"Come and see you, do you believe it?" Shen Jingying.

Accustomed to this kind of words, Zhou Lu couldn't sink his waves, "Do you know what you're talking about?" ”

Shen Jing raised her face lightly and looked at Zhou Lushen, "Do you dare to talk nonsense?" ”

Zhou Lushen just skimmed her lightly, and he could see through her at a glance.

But he wasn't interested in getting to know Shen Jing, his skeletal fingers were raised, and he asked her if she could play cards, and if she couldn't.

"Count me if you lose."

Shen Jinghui usually gets together to play cards to pass the time when there is no performance in the group.

She reached for the card and whispered, "Card, why give it to me." ”

As he spoke, he swung the nine cylinders he got straight to Zhou Lu to take a look at.

Zhou Lushen taught her to play cards with his hands, and touched Hongzhong with his fingers, "Is there such a thing?" ”

Speaking frankly, it looks like he really forgot to give the card.

It's a master of indulgence.

"Zhou Lushen."

She whispered his name.

He glanced at her, lazy, "What do you want Zhou Lushen to do?" ”

Shen Jing turned sideways and looked at him like this.

In the end, it was two people who had gone to bed, and when they looked at each other, they seemed to melt into fire, and a magnetic field of desire for the elderly was secretly born.

The small purple stove of the crystal incense table is burning incense, and the incense master is carefully frying incense.

The air is filled with the smell of Qi Nan's fried incense, which is soft, mellow, and simple and sophisticated.

Qi Nan is fragrant for a thousand years.

The house smells of burning money.

One gram of top-level Baiqi is more than 100,000, and the fragrance of ups and downs is ever-changing, which is quite suitable for Zhou Lushen's lazy and casual.

Maybe it was because she recklessly pronounced his name and was heard, and everyone was silent for half a minute.

Some look at the cards, and the sensible one throws out nine cylinders, and the little girl is pasted, and the second son has a very bad temper.

Chen Yao had eaten melons and personally brought a few cups of tea.

"I don't even call him by his name." Chen Yao said.

Shen Jing took the card, and her face smiled vividly, "Why don't you call it, otherwise the second son will take such a nice name for nothing." ”

It's done~

The tone is crispy and charming.

Zhou Lu pulled his lips lightly, and soon drank tea indifferently.

After all, she can sit next to Zhou Lushen, and her card friends are enthusiastic about her, how dare she ignore her.

She is not a stage fright.

Who is more real than whom, and they don't remember their faces when they see them the next day.

You may also misremember the girl's name.

Circle down.

The tea was also cold.

Zhou Lu Shen talked to his card friends, "I'm tired, go back first." ”

"Not the next one?" Chen Yao wondered.

"Something."

He was not interested, his long arm crossed over Shen Jing's suit jacket, and from time to time he unintentionally touched her, and the static electricity rubbed her with a strand of long hair, intertwined and intertwined at his watch.

Zhou Lu looked at Shen Jing.

She was so nervous that her shoulders cracked into a line.

It's innocent.

The tight skirt of purple silk satin wraps around the body, and the one-foot soft waist is straight, which looks thin and not enough to hold, but it can be felt to the touch, and the flesh feels soft and soft.

He looked away from her, "Follow me." ”