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

The hotel room was dim, with only two wall lamps on.

Shen Linzhou stood next to the wine cabinet, lowered his eyebrows nonchalantly, unbuttoned his cuffs with his slender fingers, took out a bottle of wine and poured it.

On the coffee table not far away, the light from the mobile phone screen flickered.

A group of reporters blocked Chun Nianren's car, and the microphones they extended to her blocked half of the car window.

"Nianren, you are the most popular player in this competition, but now you have been blocked from the ranking. It is said online that there is an inside story about the ranking. What do you want to say about this?"

The entertainment reporter's questions were very sharp, but the other party's answers were extremely appropriate.

"Everyone is excellent and works hard, and I respect the final result."

The voice, as clean as water, is highly recognizable. When one hears it, Chun Nianren's pure and beautiful little face appears in one's mind.

But he knew that beneath this beautiful face was an extremely vicious soul.

The less she fights, the more her fans will feel sorry for her and the more they will fight for her.

The reporters were unwilling to give up and asked, "Then your photo with Shen Linzhou became a hot search. Did you know each other before? You two seemed very familiar with each other when you were chatting on stage."

"I am just politely saying hello to Senior Shen. I hope you won't make too many assumptions."

Shen Linzhou sat back on the sofa with a wine glass in his hand. The ice cubes in the glass clinked together, and the sound was too clear in the quiet room.

He tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp. The cold liquid went into his throat, and even the smile that came out of the corner of his lips was tinged with chill.

The picture on the screen suddenly stopped and the phone started vibrating. A call came in and the caller was...

--Mother

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Chun Nianren's nanny car stopped in front of the Chun family villa. Under the night sky, the small detached house was brightly lit, and its luxury was obvious.

Qiu Nong turned around and looked at Chun Nianren's expression.

She had heard a little about the situation of the Chun family and lamented that the relationships in wealthy families were very complicated.

Chun Nianren's mother died in a car accident two years ago. Half a year later, his father remarried. His second wife brought a son who was one year older than Chun Nianren.

"You should have a good rest tonight. I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

Chun Nianren nodded indifferently. The Starlight Awards had been in seclusion for four months for recording, and the yandere daughter hadn't come back for four months.

Chun Jianshan is in his forties, mature and elegant, and is at the age when time has polished him into just the right grace.

Su Wan is also well-maintained, graceful and elegant.

Chun Nianren looked at her and found that she was indeed Shen Linzhou's mother, with the same outstanding appearance as her.

The two people standing opposite her saw that she had a cold expression and looked like she was in a bad mood because of her failed debut, so they didn't dare to say anything.

Chun Nianren smiled indifferently, turned around and went upstairs.

Su Wan watched her figure disappear around the corner of the second floor, feeling a little uneasy: "Is Nian Nian going to be upset?"

Harumiyama's face turned pale and he patted her hands, not knowing whether he was comforting her or himself.

"Didn't you call Linzhou? Please ask him to go check on you when he comes back. He's the only one at home who will listen to what he says..."

Chun Nianren walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He noticed someone on the small balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window. It was Shen Linzhou.

His back was desolate and cold, blending into the darkness, completely different from the star-studded him on the stage.

Is this... a dark personality?

Chun Nianren walked to the dressing table and sat down. The girl in the mirror was wearing a white nightgown. After washing off the pearly and cool stage makeup, her face was revealed to be pure, beautiful and transparent.

She clearly had the face of an angel, but the words that came out of her pink little mouth were cold and heartless.

"Su Wan asked you to come? Do they really think you are different here with me?"

Shen Linzhou had long been prepared to listen to her ridicule. Even if she still attracted everyone's attention in the end, her pride would inevitably be frustrated after her debut failed.

Lose, it’s a forbidden zone for Chunnian people.

He walked into the bedroom and placed the medicine box in front of her.

Chun Nianren swept the box to the ground, and the things inside were scattered all over the floor.

She looked at Shen Linzhou's forbearing face in the mirror and smiled faintly: "Brother won't help me? I can't do it."

After that, she stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, putting her feet on the dressing stool.

She didn't cherish her body at all and didn't care about the wounds on her feet when she took a bath. Now the wounds from being soaked in water were a terrible white.

The moment Shen Linzhou's silent gaze touched her wound, he froze for a moment.

Chun Nian fell back, lay on the bed, and shook his feet: "Can't you ask my brother? Then let Su Wan come."

Shen Linzhou's stagnant eyes darkened, and under her smiling and threatening gaze, he slowly squatted at her feet, picked up the things on the ground one by one, and applied medicine to her.

The medicine soaked into the wound slightly, causing her little foot to twitch slightly in pain. Chun Nianren endured the pain and took a long time to relax.

The fragrance of the ointment spreads in the air, refreshing the heart.

After Shen Linzhou treated the wound and put on the bandage, he noticed silence in his ears.

He turned his head to look at Chun Nianren. She was buried in the soft quilt, her sleeping face was cruelly beautiful.

Beneath this beautiful face is an extremely vicious soul.

He stood up by the bed for a long time, then lifted the quilt on the other side, picked her up and moved her over.

This is not because I feel sorry for Chun Nianren, but because if I let her sleep with her feet on the stool all night, she will be angry when she wakes up tomorrow.

Chun Nianren felt Shen Linzhou covering her with a quilt, and just as he was about to pull his hand away, she reached out and grabbed his hand.

Shen Linzhou suddenly raised his eyes and found that Chun Nian was not awake, but was trapped in a dream.

She closed her eyes tightly, her fair and delicate eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and pain gradually appeared on her pretty face.

"Don't...don't leave me...Mom..."

Shen Linzhou's eyes trembled, the darkness faded away, and his movement to pull away stopped.

Chun Nianren's heart moved. Is the first personality back?

It turned out that what moved him was her fragility beneath her pride.

Satisfied, she pulled his hand under the quilt and hugged his arm.

Shen Linzhou was forced to lower his head and sit on the floor.

Looking at Chun Nianren's calm and pure sleeping face, he breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

Because of the close distance, he could smell the light aftertaste of her white rose perfume, which was almost imperceptible.

Chun Nianren learned this trick from Shen Linzhou. Showing weakness appropriately can arouse the other party's sympathy.

When Chun Nianren woke up the next day, he opened his eyes and saw the top of Shen Linzhou's head.

She was still holding Shen Linzhou's hand, while Shen Linzhou sat on the floor, leaning against the bed, and slept all night with his arm as a pillow.

I carefully let go of his hand, but he woke up anyway.

Shen Linzhou raised his head, one side of his face was slightly red, and his eyes seemed to be a little dazed when he saw Chun Nianren.

Chun Nianren stared at him and took his hand back, his face expressionless, and he said slowly: "I'm hungry."

After saying that, she sat up, lifted the quilt and tried to get out of bed, but when she moved her feet, she felt the pain of the wound splitting.

Shen Linzhou saw her face turn pale, knowing that the wound must have been torn, so he leaned over and picked her up like a princess.

Chun Nianren saw that he was sensible and raised her hands to circle his neck with satisfaction.

Being placed on the sink by Shen Linzhou, she dangled her feet, waiting leisurely for Shen Linzhou to squeeze toothpaste for her.

From last night till now, Shen Linzhou hasn't said a word. This is how they get along.

Chun Nianren knew clearly that this was because the sick daughter did not allow him to speak in front of her.

"Brother, don't you want to say good morning to me?"

Shen Linzhou looked at her, not understanding what she wanted to do.

She lowered her head, turned on the water, wet her pink face towel, wrung it half dry, and held it out to him.

"Wash my brother's face. Can you say good morning to me?"

She has clear eyes, a pure and flawless smile, and a gentle tone, like a well-behaved sister.

Shen Linzhou opened his lips and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Good morning."

Chun Nianren took the toothbrush from his hand with satisfaction and stuffed the face towel into his hand.

"Then let's wash up together, brother."

The pink towel in his hand exuded the dampness of warm water. Shen Linzhou couldn't see through Chun Nianren for a moment, as she always acted on her own accord.