The snow started to fall heavily.

Two o'clock in the morning.

The entrance of the second pavilion.

The abbot was hurriedly called up by Zhuang Ming, and thought that the heavy snow tonight had collapsed a yard and affected Zhou Gongzi's rest.

That panic.

When the abbot arrived, he asked what was wrong.

The man who always likes to stay up late is standing at the door of the second pavilion at the moment, with an outstanding posture, and only said three words indifferently, "What about the key." ”

What does this second son of the Zhou family mean, why did he enter the pilgrim's courtyard in the middle of the night?

"Sir, this is the courtyard where pilgrims live, this is not in accordance with the rules, Lao Na really can't give it to you, this....this... Belong to the privacy of pilgrims. ”

"Open the door."

His face was not angry, even calm, and in the dark of the night, he suddenly made people feel authoritative.

Forced by helplessness, forced by the incense money donated by his Zhou Gongzi, the abbot took out a string of clanging keys and stepped forward to unlock the lock.

Zhou Lushen pushed the door into the hospital.

The abbot asked, "And then." ”

Zhuang Ming had no choice but to take the key in the abbot's hand and open Shen Jing's door in person, and then politely invited the abbot to leave the place together.

"I'm really sorry, but that is actually a friend of the second son, please rest assured."

The abbot smiled helplessly.

"Naturally, the second prince will not break into the pilgrim's courtyard at will in the master's temple and do something wrong."

Lao Na also felt a trace of subtlety, and he felt strange since he asked who lived in the second pavilion yesterday.

….

There are no lights in the house.

With the night snow outside.

Zhou Lushen saw the little girl sleeping on the bed at a glance.

The quilt was not a light velvet, the cotton was too thick to press her, and she didn't sleep very comfortably, with one injured foot on the quilt.

The wound had not yet scabbed, and the deep and shallow wounds were all over the knee.

Zhou Lu sat on the edge of the bed and rolled up his sleeves and cut the cuffs twice.

He put the little girl's leg in his arms, bowed his head, opened the plaster he had brought, and gave her the medicine.

The fingertips had just touched her wound.

She frowned uneasily and snorted.

"Be nice and don't move." Zhou Lushen's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't do it.

This medicine doesn't hurt her.

It was specially sent overnight, with recombinant human epidermal growth factor and analgesics.

A knee can be inflamed, this soft and delicate body is really enduring, and it can't hurt at all.

In the past, I saw the bodyguards of the Zhou family practicing boxing and bruising, but they casually poured a bottle of disinfectant water on the wound and scrubbed it, nothing happened, and it healed automatically in two days.

"It can be seen that the person surnamed Sun is taking care of you with all his heart, and it will be better to pick a man in the future, looking for me like this, I can't give you anything, let alone promises, but Sun Qiyan is like this, it's still almost meaningful."

Probably disturbed Shen Jing's rest, she moved, slept with her hands on her head, and tears overflowed from her eyes for no reason, wet on the pillow.

Even if she fell asleep, she had to cry, Zhou Lushen was really tired of her pitiful cartilage and delicate appearance.

"What are you crying about, did I scold you?" He rebuked.

Her closed eyes trembled, and her lips and teeth moved, "Ah Shen...."

Zhou Lu lowered his eyes and replied.

"Hug." She's still whispering.

Zhou Lushen put down the plaster, took off the suit jacket with his fingers, threw it away, lay down on the bed, hugged her into his arms, wiped her tears with his palm, and acted rudely.

She didn't notice it when she was drowsy, she only blindly pursued psychological comfort, and her arms hugged the man's tense body, which made her feel comfortable and at ease in her sleep.

The more comfortable she was, the closer she was to his hot body, her long loose hair tied up on the man's neck, fragrant and soft.

Zhou Lushen kneaded the back of her white hand, "Anyone can hold you, are you a stray wild cat, the east eats and the west sleeps." ”

Shen Jing's lips twitched, "He's married." ”

Zhou Lu smiled deeply, "Do you mind?" ”

"I don't know, it's just that I'm uncomfortable, it's not pleasing to see him get married, no wonder as soon as I leave, he has a good life, and he has long planned to marry Wei Wenxin and go home, so Wei Wenxin doesn't care about him being so romantic."

"No." He whispered, "No one can decide my life." ”

Her breathing gradually stabilized, and Shen Jing's tightly closed eyes didn't move.

Dissatisfied with her falling asleep, Zhou Lushen pinched her waist with his fingertips.

"Why don't you have my prayer lamp, do you hate me so much?" Suddenly questioned.

The man's fingertips brought an itchy pain in her waist, which made her move her body, and said vaguely, "He has other little treasures, and I will forget about him." ”

Zhou Lu lowered his chin against her forehead, his long fingers fell on her sideburns, and slowly opened it, "What if he didn't." ”

"Without Wei Wenxin, he will also have another her, the Lianxing is facing 72 countries, the honor and disgrace of the president is related to the life and death of the group, and the economy is general, I understand, the Zhou family is destined to manage his life, once he makes a mistake, it will have a bad impact, how do the 72 countries view the Lianban, he has taken over, and he must not be reckless."

"He is no longer a Tuesday boy who can be used at will, and his words and deeds will be subject to controversy."

She slurred words, but Zhou Lushen could still understand what she was going to say.

She knows a lot, and she also knows how to make him feel a little distressed.

Zhou Lu's action against her forehead was heavier, "Something without conscience, the surname Sun just throws a little tenderness to you, you will treat it as a treasure, what can gentleness bring you." ”

Shen Jing said softly, "Zhou Lushen will not be gentle, fierce and cold, I haven't dreamed of him for a long time, and I will only bully me when I dream of him." ”

"And now." He asked.

For a long time, Zhou Lushen didn't hear Shen Jing reply.

Slowly lowered her head, pinched her chin, and looked at her sleeping face.

Her breathing was heaving, and she didn't react, maybe she was just taking it as a dream, indulging her emotions.

He pursed his lips playfully, "Is it necessary to be so aggrieved?" ”

Shen Jing whispered, "I fell into the river, and it hurt..."

It's so fucking flattering.

Zhou Lushen was helpless, rubbed her into his arms, and couldn't wait to scold her, but there were only two words in the end: "I know." ”

"Ah Shen."

She clinged to his chest, and the whole person was petite and weakly snuggled.

Zhou Lushen had a strange idea, hoping that she was not sleeping at the moment, but chatting with him normally.

But normally, she will only scold people with a hard mouth.

"I don't like to hear it, so I'll call it separately."

Shen Jing can always know Zhou Lushen's bad taste, like a reaction engraved in her bones.

"Uncle..."

Milky voice.

Zhou Lushen closed his eyes and lowered his head to choke her lips.

Her curled eyelashes blinked violently, perhaps every time she was familiar with his arrogance and unreasonableness, she babbled a few times in confusion, and she couldn't stop crying.

The more he cried, the more he wanted to destroy.

Her pajamas crumpled in the man's palm, ruthlessly thrown under the bed, quietly covering the men's leather shoes, and finally pressed the man's black shirt.

The curtains fluttered softly in the night.

Ten fingers are crossed and pressed against the pillow.

Deep kisses.

…

Early morning.

Zhou Lu hugged her sleeping and leaned against the head of the bed, rubbing her hair.

She didn't wake up at all, probably because the wound hurt last night and she didn't get a good night's sleep.

Not wanting to wait for her to get up, cover her with the quilt, and the man dresses and leaves. (End of chapter)