Shen Jing, with a sweet voice, followed him out.

His legs were long and he was walking very slowly, but Shen Jing still couldn't keep up.

Raise your head slightly.

His back was as dignified and casual as ever, with no emotion or other traces, like the night tracks left here in the sky outside the window, lonely and powerful, so unattainable.

Entering the elevator, he flicked his phone with one hand in an extremely elegant manner.

Too quiet.

Shen Jing spoke first, "Thank you for letting someone come to the rescue."

"I'm not your convenient ladder." Zhou Lüchen said indifferently, "I won't do it next time."

"I..."

After holding it in for a while, Shen Jing confessed.

"I'm just dealing with Luo Yuanping. I don't claim to be your girlfriend. You're overthinking it."

He said softly, "It's best."

It's not that Shen Jing doesn't dare, it's just that it's not the right time yet.

Your young master has never lacked love since he was a child. Can you have a serious love affair with them?

There is no love and no quotes.

The car was driven out of the parking lot by security personnel and parked on the porch of the building.

Zhou Lüchen took the car key from the other party's hand. It was the kind where someone would open and close the door for him even when he got in and out of the car.

Shen Jing got into his passenger seat.

Zhou Lüchen only asked, very coldly, "Where do you live?"

Not a single polite word for you.

"hotel."

The black sports car drives away from the reception porch.

While waiting at the traffic light, he knocked on the outer door with his slender fingers and glanced at the drugstore on the corner, "Have you taken your medicine?"

Shen Jing replied seriously, "After eating it, I won't threaten you with any problems."

Zhou Lüchen stopped talking. The moment he released the brakes and stepped on the accelerator, a thin sense of alienation filled his entire body.

Like an invisible barrier, separating her.

Shen Jing quietly looked out the car window at the receding neon tall buildings.

They had taken measures, but Shen Jing was not worried about Zhou Luchen's indulgence, so she naturally took more medicine.

He is clearly a dignified and dignified young man, and when he gets into bed, he changes to someone else.

Very bad, he is really bad, very bad.

Even though he looks young, he is not considered a playboy at this age. His emotional needs are the control and dictatorship that a mature man would have.

The car parked next to the flower bed with lanterns in the fountain pool.

Before getting out of the car, Shen Jing asked in a low voice, "Is your shoulder okay? I bit it because I couldn't hold it back."

Zhou Luchen turned sideways slightly and said, "Let me show you?"

Shen Jing hummed like a kitten, then leaned over the center console, her waist twisted gracefully, and her fingers fell on the buttons of his shirt.

The foggy street lights shine through the cracks in the car window, and the half of her beautiful legs under the hem of her skirt fit tightly together, forming a body as white and delicate as silk.

35 Legs, he knows.

Zhou Lüchen sat calmly in his arms, looking at her with his dark eyes for a long time, and the corners of his mouth curled up, showing no signs of being aroused.

The gun-black button came off. When he stopped him from taking the next step with his eyes, Shen Jing was not stupid. On the contrary, she was very smart and did not cross the line by taking it off.

Gently lift a small bit of the collar to test.

Your young master has been in a good environment since he was a child, and has developed a self-disciplined posture. His neck is straight, his veins are pulsating near his neck, and his half-exposed muscles are tight and knotted, dazzling and eye-catching.

Two days have passed and the bite marks have faded.

One place, two places.

Huh? She felt that she was going too far, why did she say something so ridiculous?

Zhou Luchen was very interested, "Have you seen enough?"

Shen Jing definitely wants to see this man's figure, which is so sexy and powerful. Facing Zhou Luchen's aura, she will be timid and not dare.

"That night, I saw enough."

He said it meaningfully.

Shen Jing took her hand back, it would be too much to look at her again.

"Aren't you going back yet?" Zhou Luchen glanced at her lightly, "Do you also want to take off your clothes for me to see?"

Shen Jing is too pure and can't beat Zhou Luchen.

"I won't take it off."

"Well...it won't last forever, what if someone else sees it?" she asked, seemingly apologetic.

After saying that, she turned around like a frightened rabbit and got out of the car quickly.

Unbutton and don't button it back.

The night wind came in, hissing and blowing at the collar of his shirt, and the soft high-count fabric swelled in the wind and loosened wantonly.

Zhou Lüchen pursed his lips slightly and suddenly said, "Grass."

From that night when we were sent back to the hotel, it was until 63 days.

I don’t know why I remember it so clearly.

Shen Jing never saw Zhou Lüchen again and didn't even know his mobile phone number.

It's like a dream just for fun.

Even if they live in the same city, two completely different lives cannot intersect.

Shen Jing was not harassed by Luo Yuanping anymore. It was said that the lump in his head hurt him for three days and three nights.

While on tour.

From time to time, when I look at the audience on the stage, I will think of the time when Zhou Luchen was wearing a gray suit and sitting quietly in the audience.

She Wu Nong whispered, and he quietly lit up the cigarette and inhaled it into his lungs one after another, as if he was never satisfied.

The song ends.

Someone asked her to play the pipa version of "Shanghai Beach" by Ye Liyi.

Shen Jing nodded politely, "Sorry, I won't play."

They were all fucking excuses. Little A-Jing became famous because she played the Pipa version of "Shanghai Beach". The man cursed loudly.

Shen Jing admitted that she was guilty and scolded her all night as the group leader, so her performance fee was lost.

"Shanghai Beach" was not well-received in the first place.

later.

Xing Fei would whisper into her ear from time to time and ask, "Where's the guy in the parking lot who is so horny with you? Isn't he coming to book a place with you?"

It is said that the Jiangnan water town breeds beauties who are gentle and graceful. Xing Fei is definitely the exception.

Shen Jing didn't explain or talk to me.

Which one?

That person is probably hanging around the flowers and being cynical.

Seeing that Shen Jing was ignoring her, Xing Fei changed the subject, "Why don't you go back to Shen's house? What's the future of holding the pipa every day?"

"Pipa Pingtan is the quintessence of Chinese art. How can it have no future? More and more people will like it." Shen Jing's voice was soft.

She didn't mention anything about the Shen family and what she was going to do when she went back.

Xing Fei doesn't care about your art. She doesn't like it. She is forced to work in the group because the group leader is her father.

After the tour ended, Shen Jing returned to Shanghai to take care of her grandmother.

During the longan season, Shen Jing was sitting in the yard peeling the skin. Her grandmother said it was soaked in wine, but she didn't understand what she meant. Shen Jing understood what she meant and patiently peeled the skin for her, then put it in a dustpan to dry in the sun.

The old lady said that when she meets someone she likes, she can drink the wine, not too early or too late, otherwise it will be bitter. The important thing is that the time must be just right so that the wine will be fragrant.

Shen Jing was perfunctory.

The old lady used a cane to watch her busy, and laughed from time to time, "Nanny, let me tell you, if Feng Jian bullies you again, I will beat him."

Feng Jian is Shen Jing’s cheap stepfather.

Shen Jing is not that confused even if she is a grandmother.

It turns out that this house was given to her grandmother with money from her performance. Her grandmother's old house was defrauded and sold by Feng Jian to raise money for gambling.

Grandma was old and her brain was easily confused and short-circuited, which gave Feng Jian a chance to succeed.
Chapter completed!