Paranoid CEO Wants Name: Stealing Fragrance Addiction

At this time, the music has reached the last verse, and the male voice expresses emotion at the passage of time.

Amidst the ups and downs and gradually softening melody, Xia Jiaoyang lay down quietly for a while.Then he reached out to push the other side of his suit jacket away, moved it up a little, leaned over and pressed his face against his chest, through a thin layer of shirt, Lu Chen's strong heartbeat was transmitted one by one.

Lu Chen still kept that posture motionless, leaning lazily on the seat, his eyes slightly closed in the half-light, he couldn't see the expression clearly, but he just patted her on the shoulder, revealing his emotions with his slightly trembling hand.

The streetlights in City A continue the city's arrogance and are extremely bright. Every day, they look down on the wide road from a high position, and watch the life and death in this city every day.

On the main road in the middle of the night, there is a white Cayenne wheel speeding.

In the dark back row, near the window on the left, there are two people in love, in a not-so-slow melody, where they can't see each other, their eyes are wet.

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Luchen's apartment in Jinghuayuan is not big, it is very close to Shengshi, and it is a commercial and residential apartment.

Xia Jiaoyang was quite surprised after entering the door, "Is the Lu family bankrupt?"

The house with three bedrooms and two living rooms was empty, without even the most basic sofa and TV.

The dignified president of the 'Lu family' is actually a poor man?

Lu Chen stood on the ground with bare feet, and brought her slippers to change, "Most of the time I just come back to rest, and I didn't do much decoration." He was the only one living in this house, and there was only one pair of slippers.

He dismissed it lightly, but Xia Jiaoyang felt a little sad.

Lu Chen's slippers were a little too big, and they didn't fit well. Xia Jiaoyang stomped around the room, and stopped when his eyes slid over a few wine bottles on the bar, and turned around stiffly. His face was extremely ugly, "Are you...alcoholic?"

Lu Chen paused his hand for hanging his clothes, and said in a tense voice, "...drink a little once in a while."

Naturally, Xia Jiaoyang didn't believe such an obvious lie, the logos printed on the several black bottles that were tilted to and fro were obviously spirits.

Thinking about the desolate appearance of this young man getting drunk alone in the middle of the night, Xia Jiaoyang felt guilty for a while.

Walking over lightly and hugging him from behind, the warm body temperature from her made Lu Chen lose his mind for a short while.

"Achen—" Xia Jiaoyang called softly.

Letting out a breath without a trace, Lu Chen closed his eyes, turned around and peeled off her coat without changing his expression, "Huh? What's the matter?" He glanced at her bare feet from the corner of the eye, and he frowned displeasedly, " Why don't you wear shoes?"

Xia Jiaoyang didn't answer his words, and didn't move, blocking Lu Chen's movement, her eyes were extremely sincere, "...I'm sorry."

"..."

Xia Jiaoyang apologized?

Xia Jiaoyang would apologize?

Lu Chen fell silent in shock, and after a while, he opened Xia Jiaoyang's hand again, and gently took off her coat.This time Xia Jiaoyang obediently reached out to cooperate with him.

Lu Chen didn't speak any more. Xia Jiaoyang felt a little uneasy. After careful observation, he found that Lu Chen had no special expression, and Xia Jiaoyang felt even more uneasy.

Turning around, he hung her coat with his own, and stretched out his hand to smooth it out.

Under the warm light at the door, a silver-gray suit and a snow-white windbreaker lie quietly together, cuddling each other.

Lu Chen looked at it thoughtfully for a while, then smiled lightly, turned his head and kissed Xia Jiaoyang's forehead, and carried her to the bedroom amidst Xia Jiaoyang's exclamation, "Mmm , I forgive you."

****

There was no Xia Jiaoyang's clothes in the apartment, so Lu Chen found her a shirt and sent her into the bathroom.

While Xia Jiaoyang was taking a bath, Lu Chen reached out to make the bed, then looked at the bedside table, the sound of water in the bathroom hadn't stopped, he walked over and opened the drawer as quickly as possible, took out a blue box and put it in the closet The bottom layer was covered with a few more clothes.

After doing all this, Lu Chen turned his head and looked at the closed bathroom door, heaving a sigh of relief. She doesn't like to tidy up her clothes, so she shouldn't be found out.

Lu Chen realized later that it was not a wise choice to give her his shirt.

When Xia Jiaoyang wiped his wet curly hair, his shirt was loosely worn on his body, and the cuffs were rolled up casually a few times, revealing his slender and white wrists. At this moment, he took the towel and wiped his curly hair up to his waist, his wet long hair was soft. Drapes softly to one side.