Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

"Good offer."

Wen Ruan took a deep breath, then pressed her hand to her chest, forcing a very standard smile, gritted her teeth and asked, "Then why do you think I don't wear it? ?"

Fu Zhihuan glanced down at the innocent count sitting next to him and reacted.

He turned around, bent over and picked up the car keys on the coffee table, raised his hand to buckle the collar he had just unbuttoned, and asked in a low voice, "Do you need help with something? I'm going out to buy something. The earl's cat litter."

Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted: "Then bring me a set of pajamas."

Speaking of this, she paused, frowned and pondered: "By the way, for pajamas, I want the color of cherry blossom powder... It's the kind that looks like white, but with It feels a little bit fanciful, don't be too fanciful, want that kind of vague fanny."

“…”

The initial patience gradually turned into impatience.

Wen Ruan said to herself, then suddenly thought of something, clapped her palms: "By the way, I'm a little bit picky about the fabric of the pajamas, I want that..."

Fu Zhihuan interrupted: "Five minutes."

"Huh?"

"I'll wait for you for five minutes, get dressed and go out to buy it myself." Fu Zhihuan said, looked down at his watch, and said slowly, "Otherwise, you can choose to wear that pajamas. one night."

Wen Ruan: “…”

What a ruthless man.

Wen Ruan stood in front of the bedding section of the supermarket, staring at the row of pajamas that were sealed in the bag, feeling a little complicated.

She tentatively picked up one of them and glanced at the price—

$41.7.

A product that looks very much like disposable pajamas, is it really okay?

Wen Ruan took a deep breath. According to her memory of visiting the mall in the morning, if you take the elevator from here to the third floor, there will be a MANITO store.

But in this way, Fu Zhihuan will definitely find out that he is pretending to be poor.

She gritted her lower teeth.

No matter what, it will last a week, and it should be fine for one night, and it will be replaced secretly tomorrow.

So Wen Ruan closed her eyes and threw the pajamas into the shopping cart.

This may be dedicating yourself to love.

She was so moved by herself that she pushed the shopping cart and turned around, preparing to meet Fu Zhihuan at the cashier.

And before taking a few steps, the shopping cart slammed to a stop.

Wen Ruan frowned and found that her car was blocked by a shopping cart in front of her, and the wheels were intertwined and stuck together.

She took a step back patiently, turned the front of the car slightly to the left, and prepared to leave on the other side of the aisle.

The shopping cart in front of her seemed to be deliberately opposing her, and suddenly turned the front of the cart and blocked it in front of Wen Ruan again.

Bang

Two shopping carts collided and their contents were shaken off.

Wen Ruan realized that the person in front of him was intentional, so he raised his head with a little anger, and caught a glimpse of a yellow hair standing in front of him.

The yellow hair rolled up his sleeves high on his shoulders, exposing his full arms, and also had ear studs on his earlobes.

Wen Ruan hadn't spoken yet, but Huang Mao raised her chin towards her first, with a somewhat stern tone: "Miss, this is the first time I see you here."

Very old-fashioned beginning.

Wen Ruan suppressed the impatience in her tone: "Please let me go."

Huang Mao smiled, not only did he not let it, but he pushed the shopping cart further, and raised his eyebrows when he spoke: "Why are you so temperamental? Leave a contact information. "

Looks to feel pretty good about herself.

"I'm sorry, it's inconvenient." Wen Ruan was not interested in talking too much with this stinky type.

And when she adjusted the front of the car and was about to leave, she was stopped for the third time by Huangmao with a shopping cart: "Why is it inconvenient? Give me a face, Miss, brother, I am I'm very familiar with this piece, and we can play together in the future."

Brother?

Wen Ruan squinted and looked at the boy in front of him who looked like he had just graduated from high school, his anger increased little by little.

She pressed her emotions down and down.

There are people coming and going around, she doesn't want to get angry here.

Wen Ruan lifted her eyes, took a deep look at Huang Mao, and then laughed to herself. He raised his hand and picked up a few condoms from the selling cabinet on the side and threw them into the shopping cart.

"It's normal that I haven't seen me, because I just arrived here today and I'm going to spend the night at my boyfriend's house."

She put her hand on the cart, raised her eyebrows, and smiled: "It's okay if you want my contact information, but my mobile phone is with my boyfriend, he is right in front, so I want If so, shall I take you to find him?"

Huangmao was stunned for a moment, touched his head, didn't believe it: "Who are you lying to?"

"Wen Ruan."

Fu Zhihuan stood not far away and looked over here: "Didn't you choose?"

"Selected."

Wen Ruan shouted towards the other side, then withdrew her gaze, looked at the yellow hair in front of her with a smile, and made a gesture to push him along: "Let's go? I'll go with you to ask his Opinion?"

Huang Mao glanced at Fu Zhihuan and took a few steps back.

Although the distance is far, it can be seen at a glance that Fu Zhihuan is more than a head taller than himself, and he looks a bit cold and stern, so it is not good at first glance provoke.

His expression froze, then he pushed Wen Ruan's hand away, pushed the shopping cart and quickly slipped away from the other end.

It's so cowardly.

Wen Ruan glanced at the back of Huang Mao hurriedly leaving, laughed lightly, and then pushed the car towards Fu Zhihuan's direction.

Fu Zhihuan noticed the yellow hair just now, he walked side by side with Wen Ruan towards the cashier, and asked casually, "That person just now?"

"Ask for directions." Wen Ruan didn't want to say more.

At the cashier, it was getting late, so there were not many people in line.

Most of the people who finished overtime were middle-aged women, maybe because of a day's work, their temper was a little impatient.

When there were two people in line, the cashier glanced at them and asked, "Pay together?"

Fu Zhihuan stood in front, and did not deny: "Well."

Then he moved over Wen Ruan's shopping cart and picked out her things—

Pajamas, Body Gel, Tissue Paper, Potato Chips, Coke, Condoms.

“…”

Condoms?

Fu Zhihuan held the box of condoms in his hand for a while, and instead of putting it on the cashier immediately, he narrowed his eyes, turned his head slowly, and gave Wen Ruan a questioning look.

Wen Ruan forgot about this stubble after he smashed the yellow hair away. At this moment, seeing Fu Zhihuan picking this thing out of the shopping cart with his own eyes, he only felt a "buzz" in his head, and his face instantly turned up red.

At this moment, her mind suddenly became blank, with only two words left—

I.Fuck.

"There are still people in line behind, do you want this?"

What are you shy about? Bring it!"

Speaking, he took the condom from Fu Zhihuan's hand involuntarily, scanned the barcode very quickly, and put it in the bag: "Okay, pay!"

Fu Zhihuan's eyelids twitched, but without saying a word, he handed out his mobile phone and scanned the payment code.

It was quiet on the way back.

Wen Ruan was sitting in the co-pilot. Although the air conditioner was running in the car, she still had a suffocation like heat stroke.

The key is that Fu Zhihuan next to him doesn't ask anything, which makes Wen Ruan even more embarrassed.

It's like the calm before the storm.

No he suspects that he is plotting wrongdoing, and he will let him pack up and leave when he gets home?

The car was parked downstairs in the unit.

Wen Ruan took a deep breath, and immediately a carp straightened up and untied his seat belt, ready to open the door and quickly slip away.

But when I touched the door handle, I found that the door was locked.

Fu Zhihuan loosened his seat belt, but did not rush to get out of the car. He raised his hand, tapped the steering wheel with his index finger rhythmically, and said softly, "Don't forget to take your things with you first. "

Wen Ruan's back stiffened.

Although Fu Zhihuan's words sounded like a reminder, in Wen Ruan's words, it was like a police interrogation of a prisoner.

This may be called, some things can't be avoided.

Wen Ruan took a deep breath and said, "That yellow hair just now."

"Huh?"

"He was pestering me for contact information. I felt a little annoyed, so I took a condom and pretended to have a boyfriend." Speaking of which, Wen Ruan raised his hand, righteous The words said: "I have absolutely no intentions against you."

Fu Zhihuan glanced at Wen Ruan's serious expression, and let out a low laugh from his throat, he reached out his hand to unlock it, opened the car door, with a smile in his tone: "Get out of the car babe."

It's like being scratched by a cat.

After a day of adaptation, Wen Ruan finally became immune to this large hormone maker in front of her, but she was swayed by such a low-key word.

…she really wanted to do something wrong.

After changing the cat litter, the Earl's mood was obviously more pleasant than before.

Wen Ruan also took a shower, stretched, and was ready to go back to her room to sleep.

But as soon as she entered the room, a strong smell rushed towards her. She fixed her eyes on the sheets and remembered that she had forgotten something.

Pyjamas are bought.

But the bed sheet still smells of Earl!

Wen Ruan took a deep breath, turned around and walked to Fu Zhihuan's door with his slippers, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

There was no response from the door for a long time. When Wen Ruan was about to run out of patience, the door handle suddenly turned, and the door was pulled open from the inside.

Fu Zhihuan was wearing a loose bathrobe, the belt was loosely tied, the collar was slightly open, and there were drops of water on the strong waist along the **** mermaid line.

He seemed to be called out by Wen Ruan halfway through the bath, and there were even some water droplets in his hair.

Fu Zhihuan put the bath towel around his neck, with a bit of impatience in his tone: "What's wrong?"

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