Play fast and fast, eat up the love brain in one bite

As the dreamy colored lights of the amusement park light up one after another, the carousel is playing clear music like a music box.

Shen Xing'er is not even as tall as Shen Luzhou's knees, so she can't ride many amusement rides. The only one she can ride is the carousel.

Chun Nianren and Shen Luzhou stayed outside the golden fence.

Shen Luzhou's slender arms were draped casually on the railing, with two buttons of his shirt loosely undone. The night wind blew across his loose collar, and his whole body exuded a comfortable and lazy air.

Chun Nianren wore his suit jacket over his shoulders and looked at the little princess on the wooden horse with a gentle gaze.

In addition, there was a Rolls-Royce parked not far away, and many eyes around were lingering on them.

They are like a family of three in a novel, where the hero and heroine leave the dinner party early just to satisfy their little princess's sudden urge to go to the amusement park.

"Xing'er is very cute."

The Kuromi headband in the little girl's hair sparkled and every time she spun past the two of them, she made different gestures and expressions towards them in a funny and cute way.

Shen Luzhou let out a low laugh and tilted his head to look at her.

She was looking forward, the rotating colored lights shattered into neon spots in her eyes, and she was slightly amused by the joyful atmosphere here.

He followed her gaze and looked at Shen Xing'er.

"The little girl is usually very noisy, but she's calmed down a lot today."

Chun Nianren disagreed with his words. He looked at the ballet doll that the little girl had been holding all the way, and then moved his eyes to his face.

"You're too serious. It would be great if the children were happy."

He was in a rare good mood today. Most of the time, you hardly see any emotion on his face. No wonder he is not liked by children.

"Xing'er likes ballet? If she wants to learn, I can recommend a teacher to her."

Shen Luzhou raised his eyebrows slightly, and a faint smile appeared in his deep pupils.

"Is there a better teacher than you in this world?"

Chun Nianren never expected to hear these words from his mouth and was obviously stunned.

"Are you serious?"

She knew that no one in the Shen family could or dared to interfere in his affairs, whether public or private.

But it is one thing for Mrs. Shen not to interfere, and it is another thing to make it clear that she has opinions.

At ten o'clock fireworks exploded over the castle.

A black Rolls-Royce drove away from the amusement park.

The custom-made suit that was originally draped over Chun Nianren's shoulders was now wrapped around the sleeping little girl.

Chun Nianren lowered his eyes to look at the little girl curled up in his arms.

The look Shen Luzhou gave him was ambiguous.

"She's already grown up, and you're still holding her. You're spoiling her to no end."

"She's only three."

Chun Nian thought that no one looked at him, which made him unhappy.

Shen Luzhou found it slightly amusing.

Because it was too late, they did not send the little girl back to the old house, and went back to Dongshan together.

The maid took the dazed Shen Xing'er and took her to bed.

Chun Nianren and Shen Luzhou went upstairs one after another.

Seeing that he was not busy these days, I remembered that the International Financial Forum was about to begin and Shen Luzhou, as the chairman of the association, had to attend and preside over the meeting.

"When are you going to Taipei?"

"tomorrow."

Shen Luzhou followed behind slowly, keeping her in sight.

The gilded wall lamp blends the scene in front of her eyes into an elegant and classical tone, and the hem of her cheongsam casts virtual and real shadows in the light and shadow as she moves.

Appreciating it slowly is a kind of possession.

But, not enough.

The air is filled with the subtle aquatic fragrance she left behind.

He opened his collar under his collarbone with his fingers and walked into the bedroom. The next second, he reached out and pushed her against the door, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.

Chunnian was thinking about something when he heard the sound of a door closing in his ears.

The man's sudden kiss was powerful and aggressive, not gentle at all. The cold scent of cedar permeated her chaotic breathing.

Her heart beat faster, and she indulged him, her fingertips tugging at the fabric of his waist. Even if it was like a drowning person grabbing the last piece of driftwood, she still responded to Shen Luzhou cooperatively.

Until he deliberately exerted force.

A broken sob escaped from her throat, and she caught a glimpse of the shadow in the man's dark eyes in the halo of the crystal wall light.

Not wanting to be outdone, she bit his lower lip, not hard.

Shen Luzhou loosened his grip and separated slightly, still lingering on her moist lips. He listened to her faint breathing and looked down at her.

The red teeth marks at the corners of her delicate lips rose and fell with her disordered breathing, like pomegranate seeds rolling in the snow.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Chun Nianren's eyelashes trembled, she looked away, and tried to calm her disordered breath.

"Aren't you flying to Taipei tomorrow?"

Shen Luzhou uttered a lazy "hmm" and pressed his palm against the curve of her waist which trembled with her breathing.

It is meaningful and has a clear direction.

Chun Nianren pushed his arm helplessly and reminded him softly.

"I have a rehearsal tomorrow."

She politely declined, but she was facing Shen Luzhou, a man who always kept his word.

Shen Luzhou moved closer and pressed heavily on her thin shoulders.

"Near."

The two words, as he chanted them slowly and coldly, sent a tingling sensation around her neck.

Some things don't have only one way to do them.

He clasped her waist with his broad hands and lifted her up with a little force.

The floor-to-ceiling window behind her showed her legs wrapped around his thin waist, and her fair legs between the high slits of her cheongsam were as white as mutton-fat jade.

The moment Chun Nianren's slender arms wrapped around his neck, he could clearly feel the hot and tense skin under his shirt.

As her back sank into the velvet quilt, her fingertips hurriedly brushed against the bedside switch.

The space suddenly darkened, leaving only the moonlight, illuminating the interweaving shadows on the silk quilt.

The worst case is Shen Luzhou.

She closed her eyes and turned her head away, but she couldn't hide the trembling caused by his lips falling, and her breathing became more rapid with the touch.

It lasted for a long time, so long that Chun Nian's face was flushed, her eyebrows and eyes were soaked in seductiveness, and she was so embarrassed and hot that she almost fainted before it ended.

Her clothes were already in disarray, her lips were stained with broken red, her eyelashes soaked in water lay on her lower eyelids, and she trembled in the darkness as her body trembled.

Shen Luzhou hugged her, lowered his head and coaxed her, then carried her into the bathroom.

……

Shen Luzhou went to Taipei and did not mention sending Shen Xinger back to the old house, nor did they send anyone to pick her up.

Shen Xing'er stayed in Dongshan Villa for a few days. She happily had breakfast with Chun Nianren every morning and went to the theater in the afternoon.

When Chun Nianren was rehearsing, she would sit quietly in the corner of the dance studio; when Chun Nianren was performing, she would sit in the audience. She had a very happy life these days.

On Monday, Chun Nianren was resting. The sun was shining brightly in the morning, and he had breakfast with Shen Xinger in the restaurant.

The little girl drank milk after breakfast.

Listen to her answering the phone next to me.

"Yes... we need to find a new place... suitable for renovation into a dance studio..."

The previous studio's lease had expired, so Chun Nianren took advantage of these two days to choose a new location.

Shen Xing'er didn't understand. She only heard the three words "dance studio" and raised her cute little face from the milk cup.

"Chief Chun, there are some upstairs."

Chun Nianren didn't react.

"Upstairs? What's that?"

The little girl nodded in surprise, put down the milk cup, jumped off the chair, ran to Chun Nianren, held her hand and shared the secret.

"Chief Chun, come with Xing'er."