wealthy surrogate husband

Shen Ting put away the phone, turned around and asked Shao Rencheng a nonsense: "Brother Rencheng, you haven't slept yet."

Shao Rencheng sat leaning against the head of the bed, with a book on his lap. Shen Ting had read this book. It was "Jieyou Grocery Store" by Keigo Higashino. This book had been placed on Shao Rencheng's bedside table, and Shen Ting thought it was for decoration. No, I didn't expect Shao Rencheng to really read such a literary book.

"Read a book for a while." Shao Rencheng said, "And you, what are you doing?"

Shen Ting pursed his lips, "Watch the news."

He was embarrassed to say that he was reading the comments of book fans.Shao Rencheng didn't seem to care, he picked up the book again, turned a page, and said, "Sit on the bed and read it, don't catch cold."

Shen Ting didn't move.

Shao Rencheng raised his eyebrows, "What? Afraid of me?"

Only then did Shen Ting move, he lifted a corner of the quilt, sat on the bed and slipped into the quilt lightly, then he didn't know what to do.

"Why don't you look at it?" Seeing that he was not moving, Shao Rencheng asked.

"It's over." Shen Ting said, his body slid down a little.

"Go to sleep." Shao Rencheng folded a corner of the book and put it back on the bedside table, "Turn off the light."

Shen Ting couldn't wish for it, so he hurriedly turned off the light and lay down under the bed.

The room fell silent, save for the breathing of the two of them one after another.

Shen Ting was lying flat, it was not the first time he slept on the same bed with Shao Rencheng, but it was the first time he had the feeling of sleeping with him.

"When will you go to work?" Shao Rencheng asked suddenly.

"It will take a few days." Shen Ting said.

"Well," Shao Rencheng's voice became deeper and deeper in the darkness, "Do you have a driver's license?"

"Yes." Shen Ting replied honestly.

"Go to the garage to pick a car tomorrow, keep the keys yourself, and drive to work later."

Shen Ting was stunned for a moment, "I just go to the publishing house to take a class, so I don't need to drive."

Just a joke, as far as the cars in Shao's garage are concerned, any one of them can buy two publishing houses. If he drives to work, the boss will not dare to let him work.

Shao Rencheng probably also thought of this, "Let Ren Hui take you to the store to pick one tomorrow, and you can tell him what you like."

Shao Rencheng gave in, and Shen Ting was not so ignorant, "Oh."

Shao Rencheng: "Also, the two shops agreed to be given to you in the contract, if you have time, you can take a look and see what they are going to be used for, whether to rent them out or open a shop, you can decide on your own, if you are not sure, just ask anyone , he will help you."

Shen Ting: "OK."

Shao Rencheng: "The house on the East Second Ring Road for you is a rough set. If you have time, you can find a decoration team to decorate it yourself. The contract we signed is for two years. After two years, if you don't want to live here, you can move there. Living, now start to decorate, plus drying, it will take about two years. I will pay for the decoration, you can find a good one."

Shen Ting: "..."

Shao Rencheng: "Asleep?"

Shen Ting: "Not yet."

Shao Rencheng: "Why don't you speak?"

Shen Ting: "I don't want to say it."

Shen Ting has always felt that he has a mild temper, unless he is facing someone he particularly hates, such as Shao Rensheng.But today Shao Ren accepted these words, and the little flame in his heart was ignited fiercely, and the anger value rose slowly.

"Brother Rencheng," he said lightly, "I'm going to sleep."

Shao Rencheng's breath paused for a moment in the darkness, "You..."

"It's getting late, go to sleep if you're not in good health, good night."

After Shen Ting finished speaking, he turned over, closed his eyes with his back to Shao Rencheng, and made up his mind not to talk to him anymore.