The night was dark, and she quietly pressed on his shoulder to gnaw.

The toes of the padded were almost out of reach, and he couldn't stand steadily, so he had to hold his waist himself.

When it came to this, ambiguity breeded, Shen Jing wanted to refuse and welcome in a few words, and her petite figure was in the palm of his hand.

During the movement, the small waist slowly rubbed against the tip of his pants, intentionally or unintentionally rubbed across the belt of the gun, and hooked the embroidered gold thread of the cheongsam.

Zhou Lu sank his throat and burst into flames, thinking about it if he didn't want to.

The approaching Zhou Lushen pressed her against the thick tree trunk, and the slender finger bones pinched the narrow waist on both sides of her, and her forehead was against her forehead, and her breathing was confused.

"Ajing."

He grabbed her lips, his voice so low that he couldn't say a little bit of restraint, "I'm really crazy." ”

Shen Jing stretched out her hand and hugged him on his back, the first time in his mouth other than a baby's nickname, Ajing.

When he is in a state of distraction, he will call her baby at his leisure as long as he wants to, and fulfill his own requests.

Zhou Lushen is really not a decent gentleman.

"You..."

He didn't finish her sentence.

His kisses were always hard.

Like throwing into a crusher.

Shen Jing couldn't push him away, but was controlled more ruthlessly by him.

She had a smell of salty sauce on her body, which she left behind when she moved things.

Zhou Lu sneered with a deep feeling.

Shen Jing's legs were weak, and her hands supported the huge tree trunk behind her.

The cheongsam was crumpled by her, and she could only bow her head and fold it out one by one.

Zhou Lushen raised his fingertips lightly and wiped away the shiny light at the corners of his lips, "I spoil you and love you, not to let you come out to carry boxes for others." ”

At that time, for Zhou Lushen, his woman should be the one who is favored, sitting there cleanly, instead of carrying boxes in an uncomfortable cheongsam.

Who is he Zhou Lu Shen to let his woman move the box? I'm still helping other men.

Shen Jing chuckled and raised her head, "Whoever asked you not to set off fireworks for me will be punished for you." ”

"How you want to be punished."

He asked like this, the noble son of the stubborn nobleman, you really can't be punished, can he be low, people have tasted power and pleasure since childhood.

"You'll be fine with me next year." Shen Jing said.

Zhou Lu smiled deeply, "Does the 1st of New Year's Day count." ”

“.”

How to calculate, it will be New Year's Day in a few days, and Shen Jing smashed her hand into a fist on Zhou Lushen's chest.

Zhou Lushen hugged her in his arms, his eyelids lightly provoked a casual attitude, and he smiled, "It hurts." ”

Shen Jing's last blow, he won't hurt, and he will tease her.

…

In the tea house, when Nie Yan raised his hand to make tea elegantly, he asked Sun Qiyan beside him, "Do you know Ah Shen's little girlfriend?" ”

Sun Qiyan only spoke, "Forget it." ”

Nie Yan raised the tea and frowned at Sun Qiyan, "Count what level the two words mean, whether you know it or not." ”

Sun Qiyan: "Neighbors. ”

Nie Yan raised his eyebrows, "What kind of neighbor." ”

Sun Qiyan tilted his head and asked rhetorically, "Don't you have a neighbor?" ”

Yes.

How not.

Nie Yan didn't ask, and turned around when he heard the movement.

Zhou Lushen and Shen Jing didn't know where to get out, and the little girl lowered her head, always shy.

Shen Jing'an sat down quietly, Zhou Lushen glanced at the direction where Sun Qiyan was sitting, and turned to leave.

Nie Yan stopped Zhou Lushen, "Where are you going?" ”

His two cold words, "Smoking." ”

Shen Jing's gaze followed his figure until she disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Withdraw.

Sun Qiyan sat there and took in the scene.

It's Zhou Lushen.

The confirmation between him and Zhou Lushen has talked about the transaction, but the friendship is not deep enough.

Nie Yan was so disappointed, "Why don't you say hello when you meet this time, isn't there still business to discuss." ”

Sun Qiyan brushed the tea leaves in the cup, "The second son is not like this this time." ”

surnamed Zhou, his heart is very cold.

"What about you?" Nie Yan was really curious, "You go up to the boss and don't speak?" ”

The tea in the entrance was cold, and the taste was not right for the taste buds, Sun Qiyan put down the teacup and got up to leave.

"You can clean up the fireworks in the backyard yourself, and ask the workers to ask for no money."

That night.

Shen Jing and Zhou Lushen stayed until midnight before leaving, and until the next day, they were entangled in the bedroom.

I slept and did it again until it was dawn and darkness.

None of them had a decent holiday.

After he was full, he lazily leaned back on the sofa, watching her sleep on the bed, the half-burning cigarette between his slender fingers, and his index finger slowly dusting off the ashes, a little careless.

After two cigarettes.

Zhou Lu got up and went to the hall to open the door, took the plaster sent by the bodyguard, and returned to the bedroom.

He leaned down on the bed with half of his long legs, leaned down, straightened Shen Jing's long and scattered hair, and propped his hands on both sides of her, in an extremely low voice, "Be nice, I'll help you with medicine." ”

Shen Jing was anxious, and would only say two words: don't want to.

Sleeping, nestled in a soft and comfortable bed, like a precious little beast.

Zhou Lushen ignored her resistance, and lifted the quilt in half.

Shen Jing almost dreamed it like she was dreaming in a dream.

It's not good to get sick enough to be hospitalized.

When Shen Jing woke up, she didn't remember what time it was, and touched her phone.

December 27th.

In the past few dozen hours, the photos of him and her on the hotel porch were suddenly exposed on the self-media platform.

Several, and even a video.

She threw her winks at Zhou Lushen, and when she looked at it, she smelled of making waves.

The titles are all with #Wealthy Christmas#, #沪城神秘大佬#, and #卡罗拉红玫瑰#字词, and netizens are getting more and more outrageous.

No one knows who the noble son with half a silhouette is.

Except for the appearance of the side face, there is no other bottom detail.

Who knows Zhou Lushen.

However, there are overwhelming remarks that favor Shen Jing.

[The commenting teacher of the Red Sandalwood Teahouse, it is estimated that he fell in love with which big guy]

[Look at the environment and the car, I will make up a story directly]

[Giving red roses at Christmas, what is not a couple]

[Shen Jing is my classmate, I know her, her family has no money, her father is still a gambler, and she used to wear expensive brands, if you say that you fall in love with a big guy, I don't believe it... I feel like I'm wrapped]

Shen Jing frowned, she was so idle, why did she just know her.

Liang Yingning, who eats melons on the front line, found her: "Don't panic, netizens will forget it in two days."

Shen Jinghe: "What if it is spread abroad?"

Liang Yingning: "The nature is different, the International UnionPay knows the face of Zhou Lushen, their future boss."

Shen Jing quit and went to watch the short video again.

Liang Yingning: "The picture is very good-looking, those Internet celebrity bloggers will especially match you with BGM, to be honest, the temperament of the two of you is quite suitable for the atmosphere in the feast of wealthy families."

Shen Jing uncovered the quilt, picked up the pajama cover hanging on the sofa, and opened the door to go out to find someone.

Fortunately, Zhou Lushen is still there, making dinner in the kitchen.

I don't know which hotel's chef came over in person and helped him by his side, which will be explained clearly, and then he said goodbye and left.