The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

"Come in, don't be restrained." Pan Shu turned her head and saw the young man standing uneasily outside the door, her heart softened, "Jiang Zhao is easy to get along with, he has a good temper."

"Okay." Jiang Chen nodded obediently.

The guest room was naturally not as good as Jiang Zhao's room. The walls were pale and unpainted, the sheets on the bed were temporarily replaced, and the furniture seemed too cold and unfamiliar.

But this is already good.

He had very few things, and he packed them neatly and cleanly in no time.

Pan Shu leaned lazily against the door frame, holding a can of strawberry milk and drinking slowly, "What else is missing? Jiang Zhao is playing ball with his friends, so I asked him to stop by the supermarket below the community to buy some."

Jiang Chen originally wanted to say no, but when the words came to his lips, he gently curled his lips and said, "Buy some tangerines."

"Ah."

Pan Shu lowered her head and sent a message to Jiang Zhao, asking him to buy some citrus and some toiletries.

On the court, the young man was surrounded. On his delicate and snow-white face, a pair of bright phoenix eyes were staring at the small black words, and the basketball in his hand hit the ground heavily.

There was a muffled sound.

"Brother Zhao isn't coming?"

"Yeah, this round isn't over yet, why are you leaving?"

Several other players looked at each other.

Jiang Zhao raised his wrist and casually wiped the sweat on his head, "My house was robbed. I have to go back."

He went to the locker room to change out of his basketball uniform. His long, narrow, upturned phoenix eyes contained an indifferent look that would keep strangers away from him. He was a double-breasted man, with a thick peach blossom color at the end of his eyes, which actually added a bit of color. A bit juvenile.

The weather at the end of winter and the beginning of spring is not very warm. As soon as I go out, the coldness wraps around my limbs all-pervasively.Pan Shu was wearing a long white coat, her hands were cold and there was no warmth at all.

She stood in front of the unit door. The small artificial fountain emitted a cool light under the reflection of the floor lamp.

It's like the moonlight has taken on a concrete shape.

The new leaves on the sycamore tree have not yet grown, and the thick and twisted branches look empty. Every time Jiang Zhao passes by, he will say that this sycamore tree has a strange shape and is extremely ugly.

Under the tree, stood a man who could be described as "beautiful".

He is very tall and tall.

He held a half-burned cigarette between his long and slender fingers, and the scarlet fire flickered on and off. As the smoke lingered, his voluptuous and delicate facial features revealed a sense of ascetic coldness.

This is a very contradictory man.

Slutty and youthful.

Strong yet gentle.

Fallen and holy.

In just a few months of being with him, Pan Shu experienced it vividly.

The first time she met Lu Xiyu was when Jiang Zhao had a fever in the middle of the night when he was eight years old. It also coincided with a heavy rain, so Pan Shu could only take Jiang Zhao to a nearby 24-hour convenience store to buy fever-reducing patches.

She was soaked by the heavy rain and looked as embarrassed as a drowned rat.

Lu Xiyu stood outside the convenience store and stared at her for two seconds. The pitter-pattering jade beads occupied the glass, and Pan Shu couldn't see clearly.All she knew was that he was a very handsome man.

He is also a very impressive man.

The black Bugatti parked behind him, with two bodyguards in black holding black umbrellas. He was wearing a black coat. At that time, he was smoking a cigarette like he is now, looking at her casually.

Pan Shu thought it was the way a man looks at a woman.

But she found out later.

He doesn't know anything.

Later, when they were together, Lu Xiyu said that he was just confused.

Pan Shu asked him why.

Lu Xiyu was quiet for two seconds, then put out the cigarette butt and said, "I'm very annoyed. You have such an old son, I can't be the third child."

But in the end he decided to be a mistress with no moral bottom line.

When they met for the second time, Pan Shu felt unwell and went to the hospital to register. Unexpectedly, it was Lu Xiyu.

He was wearing a white coat, with a cold stethoscope hanging around his neck, and his elegant gold-framed eyes gave him a gentle and good temperament, which was completely different from the man that night.

Just when Lu Xiyu didn't know that Pan Shu was single.

He seduced Pan Shu again and again.

He wanted to seduce her and lure her into the abyss of lust.

Afterwards, his eyes were red and he complained aggrievedly, "Your husband didn't accompany you when you were sick. It was the same last time. Your son had a high fever and your husband didn't care. Why would such a dead person come here? I can do it for you. Three, but our relationship cannot be seen in the light after all, you should go back and divorce your bastard husband quickly, or I will kill him."

"..."

Pan Shu admitted that she was motivated by sex.

When she got tired of it, she dumped him.

She didn't even tell him that they broke up. She didn't have a dead husband, and Jiang Zhao was not her son.

Lu Xiyu squinted his eyes. There was blue soot on the ground under his feet. He put out the cigarette butt and approached Ban Shu step by step. The smell of tobacco on his body was so strong that it was choking.

Pan Shu subconsciously retreated until she could no longer retreat and was pushed against the sycamore tree by him.

He chuckled, "Long time no see."

Eight years.

Pan Shu thought silently.

There is a saying that a qualified predecessor should be as good as dead.

Lu Xiyu did this very well.

But Pan Shu can always find traces of his existence.

It was the cigarette butts that appeared in front of the door the next day, and the expensive cars parked under the community. He always hid in the dark and looked at her quietly.

Lu Xiyu's hands were very good-looking, with beautiful and fair joints. His cool fingertips rubbed Ban Shu's soft lips, with a hint of playfulness, "Banshu, it's fun to lie to me, huh?"

"You adopted that broken kid."

Ban Shu chuckled, "You just realized it. Lu Xiyu, you are really a bit stupid."

A joyful smile escaped from Lu Xiyu's throat. He leaned over and sprayed his warm breath on Ban Shu's face. His voice was low, like a lover's murmur, "I just trust Shu Shu too much, but Shu Shu is a fraud."

In all fairness.

Lu Xiyu is really handsome, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to seduce Pan Shu in the first place.

Lu Xiyu was 23 years old when he first met Pan Shu.

Lu Xiyu is now 31 years old.

The body has more elegance and gentleness accumulated over time.Everything takes its time.

He is no longer the helpless and desperate young man who cried when Pan Shu left.

Lu Xiyu calmed down the burning emotions in his eyes, turned his head and was about to kiss her, but was interrupted by a soft and obedient voice from behind, "Sister."

Ban Shu pushed Lu Xiyu away, looked up and saw Jiang Chen's crimson lips, "Sister, what are you doing."

At this time, Jiang Zhao also walked out of the dark corner where the lights could not shine. He was holding a shopping bag from the supermarket in his hand, and his smile did not reach his eyes. "When did we talk about it?"

Lu Xiyu also looked at Pan Shu calmly.

"It's early." Pan Shu said.

Lu Xiyu added slowly, "We talked about it when you were eight years old, and I almost became your stepfather. Only recently did I find out that he is not your stepfather, but my brother-in-law."