Zhuang Ming turned his head and left the restaurant, what a pity if he had to separate in the end.

I don't remember how long the two have been separated and united, from emotional contradictions to personality run-ins, to class concepts, and then to the identity and experience gap between each other.

Along the way, I can't understand whether they love each other deeply or shallowly, and they only see that no one can let go of anyone.

The aunt came to clean up the pear wood brocade box at the bar, and the first reaction was that it was too valuable, even if it was empty, it could not be lost, and the boxes containing beads on the rich and powerful side had collectible value.

Shen Jing suddenly turned sideways, "Aunt Zhang, did that rich lady's wish finally come true?" ”

The aunt smiled, "It's very spiritual, the happy event will come in a month, and she will be better if she has depression." ”

Shen Jing put her face under Zhou Lushen's nose and called him Ah Shen Ah Shen, glutinous and glutinous.

"Thank you, I like your rosary."

She gladly accepted.

It's a noble boy, pretending not to understand, and bending down to look at her, "What do you like about me." ”

"Rosary."

Reflect on his words.

Thinking about it, Zhou Lushen asked other questions.

For a while, Shen Jing couldn't answer.

What do you like about him?

I like his direct and frank, I like his external conditions, and I like his calmness and calmness when he annexed the British-funded Futai.

I like him who is drunk and angry and knocks on the door, and I like him who is as unpredictable as fog in the nicotine entanglement.

From the shocking side of the hospital corridor when I first saw her, to now, the gears of fate are turning in cycles, when she is fragile and helpless, Zhou Lushen can always reach out to her inadvertently.

If he is not prodigal by nature, then in the hospital corridor, the noble son will not have such leisure to catch her admission ticket.

hates him for being prodigal, but also glad that he is prodigal, and does not regret knowing him.

But Shen Jing didn't say that Zhou Lushen was her robbery.

She curled her lips, "Destined to be doomed to you." ”

Zhou Lu buried his face in her shoulder socket, and his voice was low and chaotic, "Let's start again, and we are not allowed to worry about other men." ”

The more he spoke, the more ruthless the tone of the last sentence became.

What?

Who is she worried about?

Did he get into her heart and see?

Her heart can squeeze out Zhou Lushen's position, it is very difficult, Shen Jing raised her chin slightly, "Is it where to be stimulated, I don't care about you if you don't go over, do you hear?" ”

What can you be angry with her, if a proud person like Zhou Lushen is more serious, he will never let Shen Jing appear in front of him in this life.

The temper is there, she with a bib, a meal, has made him unable to find a reason to vent.

Shen Jingfu asked, "The seafood I made is almost cold, can you eat it?" ”

Zhou Lu frowned slightly, "Order me?" ”

"Who dares to order you." Shen Jing still hugged Zhou Lushen's neck, and looked at him lightly with innocent eyes, "That... It's okay to eat. ”

Zhou Lushen took a bite directly into her shoulder blade, and his movements were very rude, but he looked harmonious when he was wearing a serious ascetic suit.

Biting down, she trembled, 'hiss', Zhou Lushen hooked his lips with satisfaction, and a smile began to fade from the corner of his mouth, "What do I want from you Shen Jing." ”

Exactly, what can she give him.

Nothing can be given to him.

Beauty, in the past, there were many beautiful girls around Zhou Lushen, not only Shen Jing.

But he just didn't want to leave her alone, and he didn't want to let her go to another man.

It's clearly in his bag.

Shen Jing joked, "I'm unique." ”

Maybe, that's it, Zhou Lushen thought.

I heard two words that he didn't make any difference.

"Eat."

Night.

At the French vintage dining table, two people dine facing each other.

The kitten has been fed cat food by a maid, and it is lying on another chair in vain to sleep beautifully, accompanied by sensible, not meow or make trouble.

The dishes cooked by Shen Jing were indeed not delicious, the seasoning was too strong, Zhou Lu sank a few bites, and his aunt used chopsticks to hold the plate in front of him and motioned him to taste it.

After tasting the first bite, Zhou Lushen frowned frequently.

I guess I didn't dislike it to spit it out, and it already gave her a lot of face.

Eating without saying a word is Zhou Lushen's rule.

Occasionally, the dishes and chopsticks collided, and the taste of the main dish was really wrong, Shen Jing poked the rice in the bowl, and looked at Zhou Lu for a few eyes.

He raised his hand elegantly, took ice water to his aunt, never said anything during the meal, and behaved coldly.

In this life, the noble son who was proudly raised by the powerful gold and silver has never touched such a heavy seafood.

Sure enough, Zhou Lushen had already put down his chopsticks, picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly, took a cup of ice water, and went upstairs with one hand in his pocket.

This made Shen Jing laugh completely, "Is it delicious?" ”

Zhou Lushen pointed his finger on the handrail of the stairs, and his voice was faint, "It's really average, don't do it next time, dirty hands." ”

Zhou Lushen is still the same Zhou Lushen.

The woman who stayed by his side never bent down to cook for him.

Similarly, Shen Jing is too lazy to do it again, it is not the material for cooking.