The big villa late at night was deliberately lit.

This is a house given by the Chen family to the young couple to live in, only Liang Yingning and a few servants live, and the private villa in the city is expensive and expensive, the kind that money can't buy.

Liang Yingning is like this, she can't live in vain, anyway, the name is her.

Seeing her get out of the car, Shen Jing turned around and left.

During this period, Shen Jing received a text message from Chen Yao: "Did you get home safely, she didn't drink to death?"

Shen Jing concentrated on driving and didn't return.

After the financing meeting, Zhou Lushen became busy and began to go abroad.

From time to time, it took several days before he returned to Yunding for the night.

Occasionally he rolls the sheets, and at dawn, he gets dressed and leaves.

Shen Jing lay lazily on the pillow, the weather was rejuvenated, too hot, and kicked away the white silk quilt.

Seeing Zhou Lushen standing beside the bed, loosely tying up her bathrobe, she squinted and smiled slightly, her eyes were clear and translucent.

He bent down to pick up her pajamas and threw them in her face, "Get up." ”

Her eyes turned red, and Shen Jing lifted the pajamas on her face.

"What."

Red.

Zhou Lushen always said that red is the most delicate skin for her, and when she sways in front of him, she is bright and delicate.

Occasionally, he would look at the red on her body, and as soon as the cigarette between his fingertips went out, the brief viewing in his eyes would dissipate.

Restraint, and not sinking.

She put on her pajamas and said, "Come and hug me." ”

He chuckled.

The slender ankle was grabbed by him and tugged.

She slackened and fell back to the bed, her pajamas were loosened, and her graceful body curves were revealed.

"It hurts me."

She was delicate and sassy, as if she had not been fed.

Zhou Lu was condescending, "Say one more thing." ”

His gaze fell, and in the ambiguity of the night, the mist floating on the surface of his eyes brought a little wind and flow.

That's straightforward.

Shen Jing instantly understood what he meant, and if he didn't get up, he would come up.

Hurriedly wrapped his clothes tightly, got up, and put his face into Zhou Lushen's palm, "Mr. Zhou." ”

Well behaved like a cat.

Zhou Lushen hooked the corners of his mouth happily, which was probably the reason why he liked to keep her by his side.

Pure enough, gentle enough, and energetic enough, he won't be too much within the bottom line.

Occasionally, I will accompany her to make trouble and coax her.

The rain in Shanghai is as good as it gets.

Zhou Lushen has a problem, to ensure that the two of them stay overnight without being disturbed, and there is no servant here to serve him and dress.

Shen Jing got up from the bed, opened the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window, slowly went to the cloakroom, hugged the man from behind, and gently unwrapped the man's bathrobe belt with her fingers.

The man from the Zhou family has an outstanding temperament.

There's a habit of sneaking a peek at his abs.

The allure of Zhou Lushen.

Just standing there naked on the upper body, the femoral muscles are raised, mellow, precious, and the aura is overwhelming.

Shen Jing turned around to pick out clothes for him, a whole row of well-cut silk satin shirts, neatly categorized by color, each one exuding a faint dry fragrance.

Fingers fell on the row of white shirts, and she thought, "White." ”

White ascetic, like the subversive sense in him.

Zhou Lu coldly buckled the belt and followed her.

Shen Jing carefully put on his shirt, picked out a tie in dark tones, and tied it patiently.

Raise your eyes and gently bump into the bottom of his eyes.

He glared at her wrist, "Like? ”

Shen Jing raised her hand, and the expensive gems of the bracelet collided.

"I like it, it's beautiful, and it looks like the hands are white and thin."

Zhou Lushen tightened her thin waist, and her voice was soft and hoarse, "20 million." ”

Shen Jing thought that one or two million was the limit, and wore a set of real estate on her body.

Is it so extravagant.

Fortunately, it's not a well-known big-name bracelet, and no one recognizes it.

"Where are you going today?" Shen Jing asked boredly.

He whispered, "Wei has a meeting." ”

It's Wei again.

Shen Jing bit her lower lip lightly, looking at the projection in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, his arm wrapped around her lower abdomen from behind her, and his breathing slowly rubbed against her side of her neck, spreading inch by inch.

The eyes of the two people met in the mirror, looking at each other with ambiguous eyes.

"Let Zhuang Ming drive on a rainy day."

His voice was low and hoarse with lust.

Shen Jing was distinct, "Mr. Zhou, is this looking down on my skills?" ”

In the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Zhou Lushen saw her falling long eyelashes, so disappointed and lonely.

He looked down and grinned and grabbed her earlobe, "You're the best, okay?" ”

Shen Jing itched and moved in his arms.

He tightened his arms, "Be nice, and come back in the evening." ”

Shen Jing, reached out and picked up the lipstick, bit the red cover of the mouth, turned around, tore open the button of Zhou Lushen's shirt, and wrote her name on his chest.

"What the—" he narrowed, swearing to himself.

Shen Jing's lipstick was gently thrown into the trash can, "Stamped, it's mine wherever I go." ”

Zhou Lu was sticky, and his white shirt was pressed, stained with red mottled marks.

When the Maybach came to pick it up, the driver prepared a new shirt and put it in the back seat.

Zhou Lu sat in the back seat, raised his hand to unbutton it, and slowly changed his white shirt into a black shirt, clean and meticulous.

-

Wei Jiaqing, the CEO of Wei's Group, was hospitalized for liver cancer, and the internal reorganization investor selection and review meeting.

Wen Xin is the manager of the sales department of Weishi and the third lady of Weishi Group in charge of the meeting.

It was scheduled for 10 o'clock.

Zhou Lushen didn't arrive for a long time, and the group of people dragged on until 11 o'clock.

Sitting in the seat silent waiting.

It has nothing to do with his surname or his surname Zhou.

He invested 20 billion to bring the group's stock price back to life and keep Wei's.

No matter who he is for or for his interests, Hucheng Wei is also a large group that can be ranked in the top three.

The ironclad gate opens.

The man sat down in a suit and leather shoes, and Wen Xin's eyes hadn't been taken away since he came in.

Busy with the meeting, in order to leave a good impression on the shareholders, Wen Xin has never been able to approach Zhou Lushen to talk to him without authorization, intentionally or unintentionally, he can only look at him from afar.

Seeing that he is in his prime, he does not tie his tie, his gold-wire eyes are elegantly rested on the bridge of his nose, and the lenses cover a pair of amorous eyes, and the emotions under his eyes are even more elusive.

He just glanced at the quarterly report on his laptop.

Always jealously wondered if he had just gotten out of the woman's bed.

I was distracted for a while.

"Third Miss? It's 6.4%, you're wrong. A shareholder reminded Wen Xin.

Wen Xin quietly retracted his gaze, "I'm really sorry, let's break up the meeting today." ”

Knowing what Wen Xin meant, the shareholders packed up and left their positions.

"Okay Third Miss."

"Mr. Zhou, Third Miss, let's go back first."

The man in the seat bowed slightly, and said Well, he has the occasional cultivation of a noble son of his family.

When the door was completely closed, Wen Xin pulled out the leather chair beside him and sat down.

He closed the computer, and the assistant beside him bent down to collect it, and stood aside in silence to wait.

Hear his deep voice speak, "Which hospital." ”

Wen Xin lowered her head slightly, took off her disguise in front of him, and her voice choked for a while, "The illness is not very good, my father wants to see you." ”

Zhou Lu got up lightly, "I'll talk about it when I have time." ”

What counts as time.

Wen Xin whispered, "Don't go." ”

Zhou Lushen paused.

Wen Xin's heart was hot, as if he expected that he would not ignore her.

Quietly looking at his back, he had a cold aura.

High up, he has the capital and the worth to afford these four words.