But what love can a gold master buy?

There is a movie theater upstairs in the mall with waiting seats outside.There are not many people watching movies at this time, and the seats are mostly empty, but there are shop assistants selling popcorn and movie theater staff around. Wei Li thinks that this place is quiet and safe, so he brought Shen Tinglan here .

Shen Tinglan ran all the way, and was very thirsty at this time, saw that there was a drink on the side, so he went to buy two drinks - to eat and drink with others, he always bought double or multiple drinks habitually.

But Wei Li glanced at the drink, and pushed the cup forward: "Don't delay, just keep the long story short, and leave when you're done."

"...Who wants to procrastinate?" Shen Tinglan was upset by what he said, but he was afraid that he would not turn back if his momentum was lowered, so he took out his phone and pretended to be tough, "WeChat, you put I'll add it back."

Wei Li glanced at him, as if looking at a fool: "Why?"

Shen Tinglan said confidently, "Because you need me, you need to do this."

"I think you have misunderstood." Wei Li's voice was very cold, "I am an ordinary person, and I should live an ordinary life. I don't expect the opportunity to make a lot of money by visiting your house. You can leave it to others."

Shen Tinglan was choked by him: "Who... who said I want to..."

Wei Li stared at him. Although he didn't speak, he expressed "Is there anything else on your mind" just by looking at him.

Shen Tinglan took a sip of his drink in embarrassment, and his brain really started to work. He remembered what he had woven before: "You think you can just leave? Your sister thinks you care about me borrowing money, so she will definitely think that you are still there." Work for me. If one day she finds out that you have separated from me, what do you think she will think?"

Before Wei Li could react, he began to ask and answer by himself: "Either she thinks you have done something dangerous, such as selling blood and kidneys, and wants you to lift up your clothes for her to check, and then she will see your tattoos; or she will come to me for proof..."

Wei Li's expression remained unchanged: "Don't forget that photo."

"I haven't forgotten." Shen Tinglan nodded, "But even if I don't say it, there are many people who have seen the two of us together, and she may not be fruitless from her own investigation."

Wei Li's expression finally turned serious: "What do you want?"

"Everything is as it was originally."

Shen Tinglan recalled the first time in detail: "On Saturdays and Sundays, you stay by my side and go out to pretend to be my boyfriend. Except for hugging, I will not touch your parts from the neck down to the thighs, and I will not force you. You kiss indirectly; do some errands for me when you don’t go out, and you can arrange the rest of the time after the work. You can watch TV or whatever. The price is [-] a day, and you will work [-] hours in two days, including lunch and dinner. When your sister thinks that you have paid off the debt, I will pay you to wash off the tattoo, and you delete all the photos, how about it?"

Wei Li's expression was still stern: "Why didn't you mention that you monitored me?"

Shen Tinglan was startled, wondering if he knew that someone was following him these days?Unexpectedly, he continued: "Don't deny it. She believed that I asked you to borrow money, and she only told me about it, and I didn't publicize it when I came here. How did you know?"

As soon as Shen Tinglan thought that his peeping at him had been revealed, she suddenly became ashamed: "What's wrong with spying on you? You are allowed to catch me, but I can't catch you?"

Wei Li said calmly: "Okay. But I only have such a handle in my hand. After deleting it, will I still be safe?"

Shen Tinglan thought that she was willing to give him all the keys to the apartment back then, but now he was defending himself like a thief, and his heart was pounding with anger: "Okay! If you want to send it to Yan Jie, you can send it." ! When I don't have a picture of you?"

Having been intimately together so many times, Wei Li has always kept himself awake, so Wei Li knows best whether he has a photo in his hand, but he just doesn't understand why he would tell such a lie.

Wei Li looked at him, trying to read something from his expression, but only saw that his hair was disheveled, his fair face was flushed with anger, and his upper lip was so red and swollen that it was almost comical, and he was fooling around with himself: "Big deal I'm going abroad! See where you can go!"

After careful consideration, Wei Li replied: "It's okay to let me go to your place, but the matter of the photos can't be handled so hastily, we'll talk about it later."

"Hmph." Shen Tinglan felt that he was about to compromise, so he played tricks for a long time, so he said with a straight face, "Talk slowly, but you have to come with me now!"

As he spoke, he was about to pull Wei Li up, but the latter staggered when he stood up abruptly, then sat down again, then closed his eyes and frowned, looking very uncomfortable.

Shen Tinglan's aura immediately disappeared, she quickly bent down, grabbed his shoulder, and supported him: "What's wrong with you?"

Wei Li opened his eyes two slits, and felt blackness in front of his eyes, so he whispered: "It should be hypoglycemia."

Shen Tinglan knew that it was time to add sugar, so she brought the drink she just bought, and poked the straw to his mouth: "Drink some freshly squeezed juice."

Hypoglycemia is not a serious illness. Wei Li took a sip of fruit juice and sat for a while, the black mist in front of him dissipated, and he saw a pair of dark eyes that implied worry and doubt: "It's just past the meal time, how could it be so low?" Blood sugar? Don’t you have some strange disease too?”

Wei Li felt a stab in his heart when he heard the word "also", but he didn't show it on his face: "I haven't finished the work at hand, so I didn't eat lunch."

"Then you didn't drink the drink just now, are you afraid that I will poison you? Take it."

Shen Tinglan stuffed the cup into his hand, only to find that his palm was a little hot, and suddenly thought of something: "You don't have an inflammation of the wound, do you?"

Wei Li didn't answer, and stood up with his cup and computer bag: "Let's go, didn't you say pack your lunch?"

Seeing that he was quite strong, Shen Tinglan felt that he had been worrying for nothing, so he gave him a blank look, and said in a very drawn-out voice, "Well, Bao."

Shen Tinglan thought about the taboo of tattoos, stood for a while in front of the floor plan of the shopping mall, and finally chose a Hong Kong-style porridge shop.

After being seated, the waiter delivered a paper menu and a pen, and Shen Tinglan pushed the menu in front of Wei Li: "Order, I've eaten."

After speaking, he spread his feet and leaned back in the chair, hugged his drink, and drank while biting the straw, but his eyes glanced at Wei Li from time to time.

Wei Li finished ordering quickly.A few minutes later, the waiter brought a hot porridge with pork liver and lean meat, and a plate of egg rice rolls.

The porridge was very hot, and Wei Li's lips were still reddened after blowing on it, but it seemed that he looked better this way.Shen Tinglan glanced at him and then at him again, thinking that he likes to eat this... no, maybe it's just because it's light.

After watching this for 5 minutes, Shen Tinglan lowered his eyes, and suddenly realized that there was only half of the porridge in the small pot, and there was only a little sauce left in the cold rice rolls.

Shen Tinglan sat up: "Is this enough for you?"

Wei Li nodded with a mouthful of porridge.

Shen Tinglan had seen him eat, and this was only half of his usual appetite, so it was obviously a lie.Shen Tinglan opened his mouth and was about to say a few words, but realized something was wrong first - what was this lie about?Is it cheaper to have fewer pictures?

If you don't try anything, you are sick, and only those who are sick have no appetite.

Thinking of this, he really wanted to check Wei Li's injury on the spot.

But it's just an idea, if you really want to see it, Wei Li will definitely turn against him on the spot, and then nothing will work.

So Shen Tinglan grabbed the straw again, bit the end of the straw into a flat line, and continued to sip the drink slowly.

After he finished his meal, the two went to Shen Tinglan's car.After placing the notebook, Wei Li subconsciously wanted to get into the driver's seat, but was pushed aside by Shen Tinglan: "Just like you did just now, I don't feel at ease controlling the car, let's go later."

Wei Li was in the car, so quiet that he always seemed to be non-existent. Shen Tinglan had a lot to say to him, but he knew that it was not a good time, so he played music in the car, bringing the cold and quiet atmosphere to life. hidden.

Ten minutes later, when the car arrived at the parking space in front of the apartment, Shen Tinglan turned off the music, unfastened his seat belt, and casually glanced at the rearview mirror.

After a glance, he turned his head to look carefully, and found that Wei Li had fallen asleep with his head leaning against the car window.

The music that Shen Tinglan played just now was not a lyrical and melodious song. To be able to fall asleep in that rhythm, I am afraid that he was very tired.

Why are you so tired?Is it because you translated those foreign language materials?

Really, there are already 20, so what are you busy with?Don't even eat lunch, don't drink any drinks, what kind of poverty is this?

Shen Tinglan stared at his face for a while, lowered her gaze, and just landed on his hand on the seat.

Shen Tinglan immediately thought of his hot palms—no, it might be because he was sick, that's why he fell asleep... Shouldn't he take a look at his wound first?Tell him to wake up, go upstairs and apply some medicine before going to sleep?

But before he got up suddenly, he had hypoglycemia. If he woke up suddenly, wouldn't it be worse?

If Wei Li was a girl, everything would be easy, he could directly carry her upstairs.But Wei Li is taller than him and has a lot of muscle. According to visual inspection, it is definitely not less than 70 kilograms, which is higher than his bench press weight. He really can't offer this kindness.

After struggling for a moment, Shen Tinglan turned up the temperature in the car and decided to let Wei Li sleep for a while.

His original intention was not to let Wei Li catch a cold, so as not to really have a fever, but in the end, Wei Li couldn't bear the heat, and woke up by himself after more than ten minutes.

Wei Li looked at the time and said in a hoarse voice, "It's all here, why didn't you wake me up?"

"I don't have anything for you to do, why bother you sleeping." Shen Tinglan pretended to glance at him casually, "Have you had enough sleep?"

Wei Li ignored his last sentence: "That is to say, now is the time for me to allocate my time freely?"

"You can put it that way..." Shen Tinglan didn't know what he meant, "But you can't leave my side."

Hearing this, Wei Li immediately took out his notebook.

Shen Tinglan's eyes widened: "Are you still working?"

"The translation must be handed in before six o'clock. We'll talk about it later." Wei Li was typing on the keyboard as he spoke.

Shen Tinglan felt that Wei Li was pushing his nose and face a little, and was quite unconvinced - what he was thinking about was his injury, but he was fine, he would go to work as soon as he woke up!

But this job already exists, and it is unrealistic for him to stop and not do it.

So Shen Tinglan pouted, raised his hand to turn off the air conditioner, and put the phone back in his pocket: "Let's go upstairs and write on the desk!"

[The author has something to say: blind seven and eight small theaters] are all fake]

Xiao Shen: Angry!A stinking man with a job and no wife in his heart! 】