Lying contentedly in Wang Yan's arms, Wei Lan used her fingers to draw circles on Wang Yan's plump muscles: "Are you still leaving?"

Love comes so fast like a tornado. She feels a little unreal and is afraid that the wind will blow away.

Playing with the big treasure in his hands, Wang Yan said: "I won't leave."

Wei Lan smiled and squeezed into Wang Yan's arms, feeling the real warmth.

Wang Yan feels very good. This is different from the feeling in the film and television world.

In his eyes, everything in the film and television world is real, such as vast wilderness, luxury cars, all kinds of beautiful women, those at the top of the food chain, who control the fate of others and can determine life and death. But he knows,

That is the film and television world, which is shaped by screenwriters, directors, and original authors. He inevitably has a player mentality and does not take it seriously.

The real world is different. This is where he grew up. He has a father, a mother, and friends. Here he is one of all living beings, just a little bitch. The beautiful women of all kinds in the film and television world have far less sense of belonging than in the real world.

, if nothing unexpected happens, Wei Lan is the real long-term partner and a member of the family.

At this moment, the apartment Wei Lan rented, with an area of ​​only about 40 square meters, seemed to him to be particularly warm.

As for whether there were any obstacles, the two of them knew each other tacitly. It was embarrassing to ask, and it was embarrassing to say it.

After being gentle for a while, Wang Yan patted Wei Lan's little butt: "You should rest first. It's almost night. I'll go out to buy some vegetables and let you try my handiwork."

He took a flight in the morning and arrived in Lin'an in the afternoon. When he arrived, he opened the shell without saying a word. He had breakfast in the morning and was somewhat hungry. Not to mention that the energy required to support the operation of his body was far more than that of ordinary people.

Wei Lan struggled to get up: "I'll go with you."

"No, I'm not running away. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, and I won't miss this day."

Wang Yan pressed her down, got up, put on his clothes, kissed her goodbye, took her keys and went out to buy groceries.

Hearing the "clang" sound of the door closing, Wei Lan rolled happily on the bed regardless of her weak body, revealing a large area of ​​spring sunshine.

…

This is the good thing about modern society. You can basically find a mobile phone anywhere, as long as you are not in a shangouzi.

The place where Wei Lan lived was quite convenient. Following the navigation, Wang Yan bought some vegetables, condiments, and some daily necessities at a nearby supermarket not long after walking.

I took a look when I was leaving just now, and I saw that Wei Lan's condiments were not very complete. There are only two situations in this situation, either they are quite superb, or they are just like that. Wei Lan obviously belongs to the latter.

High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this. It is not advisable to cook with fancy food, because it will lose the original taste of the ingredients.

It's just that Wang Yan's level is limited. Although in "Chicken Feathers Flying to the Sky", he will go to Huaxing Tower to study with those masters when he is bored, but after all, he has no specialization, his progress is limited, and he has not yet reached the level of excellence.

Carrying large and small bags of things, Wang Yan strolled back, thinking about what to do to make a living.

I got all the money from selling the house before, and after paying off the famine, including stock profits, I have almost 200,000 yuan in hand. This is a lot of money, I just want to buy a house and a car in a first-tier city like Lin'an, and live a good life.

, that is absolutely not enough.

With no clue for a while, Wang Yan shook his head and let's do this for now. As long as he doesn't buy a house, he can live quite well in his current situation. Let's wait for a while and see if Wei Lan is the same on the outside and the dust has settled.

It's not too late either.

When she got home, Wei Lan had already put on her clothes and was lying on the bed with her feet up, playing with her tablet.

Seeing Wang Yan come back, Wei Lan came over and took the things in his hands: "What did you buy? So many?" As she said that, she put the bag on the small table and picked it up.

"Some seasonings, towels, toothbrushes, slippers and other daily necessities."

Hearing this, Wei Lan happened to find a box of men's underwear in the bag and couldn't help but blush. Although they had already had in-depth contact, after all, it was the first time for the two of them to be so close, so they were still very shy.

"Yeah, I just remembered that you didn't even take the suitcase when you came." Putting the box aside casually, Wei Lan forced herself to calm down. She was too excited before and didn't pay attention to these details: "You are just like this.

We have no clothes to wear. Let’s go shopping tomorrow and buy you some clothes to wear.”

Wang Yan nodded: "Okay."

He traveled lightly and didn't have anything at all. This time he came here to make a living, so he was very confident and disposed of all the previous things, leaving only a valuable notebook in the space.

"Let me help you choose the food together."

"No, I can do it by myself." After saying that, noticing Wei Lan's mood, Wang Yan shook his head and laughed. Girls still want some sweet things in life, and cooking a sumptuous dinner together is obviously one of them.

Then he smiled and said, "How about you put away the toiletries and tidy up the closet to find a place for my things?"

Wei Lan blinked her big eyes and looked at Wang Yan sweetly: "Okay..."

This apartment is an ordinary small apartment. There is a kitchen at the entrance, a bathroom at the back, and a double bed measuring 1.8 meters by 2 meters after entering. The remaining space is relatively small.

Wang Yan washed rice, stewed rice, selected vegetables, and swung a large spoon.

Wei Lan arranged her cosmetics neatly in the bathroom according to usage habits, and put away the toiletries Wang Yan bought.

As for Wang Yan's toiletries, they include a towel, a bath towel, a toothbrush set, a piece of soap, and a bottle of shampoo. That's it.

Wei Lan looked at such simple supplies and wondered whether to arrange some skin care products for Wang Yan. But then she thought of the smooth, supple skin that made him jealous, and gave up the idea of ​​wasting money.

After neatly placing the dental appliances Wang Yan bought with his own dental appliances, Wei Lan looked back at Wang Yan's busy back, turned to the dental appliances, raised the corner of his mouth, and went out to clean up the wardrobe.

The room was not big, so Wang Yan was cooking while chatting with Wei Lan who was packing clothes. For him, there was no such thing as no topic. After all, Wang Yan had learned a lot, and these cars were not the pre-Qin ones.

It’s not like Zi’s book that took up half a car, but a modern book that contains hundreds of thousands of words.

Although the spirit is strong, it is not a photographic memory, and it cannot be remembered so much that it cannot be quoted from other sources. The export of quotations from classics is allusions. But the books I have read are integrated into my bones and blood, and sink into my soul. They are all accumulation. I studied engineering and worked in

He has done research and can talk about professional knowledge in natural sciences.

Anyway, he basically knows everything that is being said, and has been able to speak in a straight line for a while.

Packing clothes is a big job. Wei Lan rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, took out all her clothes and sorted them out. To be honest, Wei Lan is still okay, not as exaggerated as those girls on TV or in videos. But she loves beauty.

Everyone has a heart, let alone a woman. Since she can make money on her own, she can buy what she likes. If she buys here and there, she can save a lot. When she gets busy, Wang Yan's meal is ready.

"Taste how it tastes."

Wang Yan handed the filled rice to Wei Lan.

He reached out to take the rice, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. He chewed slowly and gave a thumbs up with bright eyes: "It's delicious, no worse than the food in a big restaurant. I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking.

Then don’t I have a royal chef?”

Seeing her exaggeration, Wang Yan said with a smile: "From now on, I will do it every day, change the way I do it, and I will serve my empress well."

"Well... then it's settled." Wei Lan nodded solemnly, then she smiled and said, "From now on, you will be responsible for cooking, and I will be responsible for the aftermath."

Wang Yan nodded seriously: "Well... as the old saying goes, men and women can work together without getting tired. That's how it works."

There was nothing funny about this sentence, but Wei Lan laughed after hearing it.

"Okay, okay, I'm so full from laughing. I've been hungry for a long time, let's eat quickly." As he spoke, Wang Yan gave her a chopstick to eat.

The two of them started eating while talking and laughing.

Wang Yandao: "How much is the rent for your house?"

"More than three thousand." After saying it casually, Wei Lan reacted and asked doubtfully: "Why do you ask this?"

She was afraid that if Wang Yan came out with her, there would be something wrong.

"I'm thinking of changing my house, but the space here is a bit small."

This is not Wang Yan's hypocrisy. If he were really alone, with the current conditions, he would find a small apartment to live by himself. But now, the conditions are enough for the two of us, and they can live in a better place and help the landlord repay the loan.

It's not a bad idea, just do whatever makes you feel comfortable.

"I think it's okay...we don't have anything big to put away..."

"Well, you're right." Wang Yan nodded, and then changed the topic: "But it's up to me. I'll take a look around here in the past two days to see if there is anything suitable."

Wei Lan smiled and nodded without saying anything else. She liked this feeling.

After eating, Wei Lan also recovered a lot. In addition, Wang Yan didn't exert himself, so he was in good condition.

The two of them packed up the dishes and went out for a walk to eat, holding hands closely together.

This place is not very far from the West Lake. If it weren't for Wei Lan, he wouldn't have met Wang Yan. The two of them strolled slowly until around nine o'clock, then came back to wash up, tidy up, and sleep in each other's arms.

The next day, Wang Yan got up on time, without disturbing Wei Lan. He quietly got up, put on his clothes and went out for a walk in the West Lake for a while. He did not run or box, because he was wearing the same clothes now, and it would be inconvenient to sweat all over.

After walking around for a while, Wang Yan bought breakfast and returned to the apartment.

Wei Lan was washing up, and she visibly let out a sigh of relief when she saw Wang Yan coming back.

Yesterday she thought she was about to be buried, but today there was no one there. If she hadn't known that Wang Yan had the habit of getting up early to exercise, Wei Lan would have cried to death.

Wang Yan raised the breakfast in his hand: "I bought breakfast and will eat it later."

Wei Lan smiled sweetly, and some toothpaste foam flew out of her mouth: "Okay..." Feeling the toothpaste foam flying out, Wei Lan turned around and brushed her teeth quietly in embarrassment.

We were a little uncomfortable when we first got together. I was embarrassed to poop and pee. Once you get used to it, it will be fine. Wang Yan smiled and walked aside to sit down and eat breakfast.

Wei Lan had breakfast and it was almost time to set off. She kissed Wang Yan goodbye and said, "I'll send you a message in the evening. Then we'll go shopping directly and have a bite to eat on the way."

Wang Yan would not refuse, so he nodded in agreement.

After she left, Wang Yan washed up, took out his notebook and looked through the rental information.

Nothing else, just the website where he used to work. Although there are good houses in the same city that directly contact the landlords and do not have middlemen, but it is too difficult to find, and there are still many fake houses issued by the intermediaries.

It's not hard enough to make up random things and try every possible means to bring you to see the house, so it's better to go to him directly.

The agency was almost at work at this point. Wang Yan randomly found a nearby rental house and made a phone call to the agency above.
To be continued...