I seem to be a fake mistress

Wen Qi lay on the soft big hotel bed and slept on and off. This sleep was particularly solid. His whole body seemed to be floating on the clouds. He couldn't help but think, if he really rented the presidential suite for a year...

How comfortable that is.

However, as soon as this thought came to the fore, Wen Qi pushed it back into his stomach. To be a man, you must have principles!

He got up and searched around the house but didn't see where Yu Yao was, so he took out his phone and dialed Yu Yao's number.

Yu Yao hummed over there: "I'm buying you egg pancakes now, and I'll be back right away."

Hearing these words, Wen Qi felt as if his heart was dripping with honey. Although he couldn't taste the goodness after eating egg pancakes all day long, Yu Yao's heart could learn from the world, and he said sweetly: " Brother, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, the aunt who made the omelette looked at Yu Yao with a beaming smile: "Young man really loves others, he buys omelets for his girlfriend every day."

The boy in front of him was wearing a black mask, and said, "Add another egg."

"okay!"

She didn't know why a piece of pie fell from the sky. She had opened a shop in front of the school for a long time. The rent near No. [-] Middle School was expensive and she couldn't make ends meet. I met Yu Yao who came to buy egg pancakes.

Yu Yao not only solved the rent problem, but also let her open a shop near Yingzhou.

The thin biscuit wraps the filling that is about to overflow. The aunt handed the biscuit and said a few words: "Your girlfriend is pretty good."

She has been making egg pancakes for so many years, but she has never seen a girl who needs to add so much ingredients to eat egg pancakes.

I have never seen any boy who comes to buy cakes for his girlfriend every day. The love of young people seems to be fleeting, and it is rare to focus on one person.

Yu Yao was a little absent-minded, thinking about Wen Qi's matter all the time, the more he thought about it, the more he felt a layer of veil covering Wen Qi's body, so he answered casually: "Yes."

Carrying the omelette and getting into the car and walking back, Yu Yao was still thinking about what Liang Mingyue said.

"He is the most promising host on the host list."

"Try it if you can."

The host...system...is he the leading actor?

Yu Yao shook his head amusedly, this sounds too much like Truman's world.

Even if everything is really arranged, he can be sure that Wen Qi is not a fake, they should both be released mice, hugging each other tightly and relying on each other.

Yu Yao took out the room card to open the door, and threw the omelette into Wen Qi's arms: "Drink some milk, soy milk is not good for your stomach."

Wen Qi nodded, looked at the exquisite dining car pushed in by the hotel, sighed inwardly, and bit down the omelette with crisps inside.

Yu Yao's final plan was shelved, because after Wen Qi arrived at the school, Xiao Zhao, the head teacher, had an in-depth conversation with him about the future accommodation.

"The school upholds humanistic care, and feels that it is not easy for your parents to support you to study. After the unanimous decision of the leaders, it specially arranged a warm student dormitory for you, ensuring the warmth like home..."

The warmth of home.

In fact, it was just an excuse from the parents and the school. They were still avoiding the limelight in the United States, and they heard the servants at home say that "Missy didn't come back."

Ah.

Wen Qi opened the door of the dormitory, and the furnishings inside were no different from Yu Yao's. How could it be as warm as home?

The good thing is that Yingzhou implements the mandarin duck building policy. The rich son and the rich lady can negotiate business at any time, or the ladies go out to have a party together. The distance between Yu Yao's dormitory and Wen Qi is not too far. Daily visits can come and go without a trace.

Brother Bucha came here for a while, and clapped his hands: "Not bad, welcome to the Yuanyang family! Welcome to 207 for tea tasting."

Yu Yao leaned against the door, folded his arms with both hands: "207?"

Brother Bucha: "Well, 207, don't you know that I'm staying here? Come, come, I must show you my room!"

The wooden screen cuts off the noise outside the house, and the scent of tea lingers in the whole room. It is hard to imagine that this is a dormitory for high school students, and it is more like a private museum for old tea-tasting artists.

A few tea cakes are neatly placed on the shelf. If you need to take out the tea cakes, you need to take out the key to open the lock, just like locking gold and silver jewelry in a shopping mall.

Yu Yao and Wen Qi looked around the room, and tasted a cup of supreme tea cake strongly recommended by Bubble Tea Brother.

Yu Yao took a sip of tea: "Your place is nice, it's very close to my room, and the decoration is also very good."

Brother Bucha was overjoyed: "Isn't it? I designed it by myself. I plan to study tea and design with a double degree in the future. Let me tell you about this ceiling. I designed it like this at the beginning..."

Wen Qi gave Paocha a very sympathetic look. He is still young, and he doesn't know that all the items have been secretly priced.

Yu Yao nodded as he listened, and waited until the brewing brother served water to moisten his throat, then said: "As the saying goes: It is better to demolish ten temples than destroy a marriage, and my girlfriend and I will not see each other for a day, just like the Cowherd and Weaver Girl across the Milky Way." Like that."

Bubble Tea Brother: "Then..."

"Now you are the queen mother who spreads the Milky Way. Our love is up to you. Now we only need to give up your house, and we can be reunited."