"Too fake, too old! If you were to be like Pheasant Haonan in today's society, you would have starved to death, you would be too depressed." Paul said disdainfully.
Wei Lan rolled his eyes speechlessly, are you trying to show off how rich he is?! Or do you want to show that he is more powerful than Pheasant Haonan?!
narcissism!
Wei Lan was busy cleaning up all afternoon, complaining while cleaning: "How long has it been since you cleaned up this house? There is so much dust."
Paul threw away the bag of potato chips, and unfortunately the dregs of the potato chips fell to the ground. Wei Lan came over with a vacuum cleaner to suck it up, complaining: "Can you respect the fruits of my labor?!"
But Paul said lazily: "There is no woman at home, just me, and I don't come back to live often. What's there to do?!" He usually lives in the dark presidential suite when he is too busy, and this is also the latest one.
He just came back to live after many months when he wasn't so busy. He only had someone come and clean the place once a month.
Paul spent the whole afternoon leisurely like this. Although the TV was driving, he didn't look at it a few times. In fact, his eyes were always on Wei Lan. She would bend down from time to time and lose her sight, but she didn't notice it. But this was
Paul was so itchy that he could bear it to the extreme.
So, Paul took out his phone and sent a text message to his men. The content of the text message was as follows: There is no need to send clothes over tonight.
Wei Lan won't leave without clothes at night. If she doesn't leave, he can...
It was such a happy decision! After making up his mind, Paul put down the remote control in his hand, stood up, poured a glass of water for Wei Lan, and said with concern: "Take a rest when you are tired."
Wei Lan was indeed thirsty. After drinking half a glass of water, she felt that this man suddenly acted strangely. He made a bad face to her at noon as if she owed him money. Why was he so nice to her all of a sudden?!
"I'll clean up upstairs." Wei Lan put down the water glass and started to go upstairs.
But before she could turn around, Paul pulled her to the sofa domineeringly and pushed her onto the sofa. Paul said, "Just tidy up the downstairs. The rooms upstairs are all empty, so there is no need to tidy up."
"
Weilan said dumbly, "It would be better not to clean up. His house is too big. Just cleaning up the first floor made her almost exhausted. So she curled up her legs on the sofa and picked up the snacks on the coffee table casually.
Start eating.
"Do you want to watch a movie?" Seeing that it was still early, Paul picked up a few discs on the table and asked.
"Okay." Wei Lan changed his position and sat on his side, flipping through a pile of discs in his hand.
Paul was attracted by her pair of white legs and couldn't help but look over. Originally, the shirt could just cover her thighs, but now she was sitting on the sofa with her legs together, even though the shirt could cover her sensitive parts.
But Paul still felt like every pore in his body was open.
Paul immediately grabbed a cushion on the sofa and stuffed it into Azure's legs...
Wei Lan, who was picking up discs, saw an extra cushion on her lap. She looked up at Paul without knowing why, and found that his Adam's apple slid up and down. She also saw his slightly embarrassed expression. She looked down at the cushion on her lap and suddenly realized,
I am so heartless. Even though nothing is exposed while sitting like this, my whole leg is exposed. It’s really...
For a moment, Wei Lan felt extremely embarrassed, and did not dare to look at Paul, so she could only continue to look for the disc with her head down, but she seemed a little flustered.
After choosing, Wei Lan took out one and asked: "Would it be good to watch a ghost movie?" She usually didn't dare to watch it alone, but if someone was with her, she was no longer afraid.
"I don't care, aren't you afraid?" Paul asked with raised eyebrows, looking at Wei Lan with a look of disdain. He understood her to some extent and seemed bold and brave, but from the fact that she didn't dare to face their relationship, we knew that in fact,
Very timid.
"I think I must be scared, but with you here I won't be scared anymore," Weilan said.
"Humph, now you know how important I am." Paul was a little carried away.
"Yes, I understand! Good ghosts are also afraid of evil people." Wei Lan replied calmly.
Paul didn't expect Wei Lan to say that, and said with a smile instead of anger: "It's a pity that I, a wicked person, can't control you, a coward."
"..." This man really refuses to give in at all. Do his subordinates know that he is so eloquent!?
But think about it, how could he be so stupid? How could he be so stupid as to talk about cooperation with those gangsters? How could he be able to control other people?
"Go and close the curtains." Wei Lan didn't dare to move at the moment, fearing that she would be exposed, so she had no choice but to instruct Paul to do things.
"Close the curtains in broad daylight, do you want to..." Paul's eyes were suddenly filled with ruffian-like joy, and his head involuntarily moved towards her, pretending to kiss her.
Looking at the blue expression on his face, you could tell that he was thinking too much. He put his hand on his head and threatened, "I'm not drunk now, please be honest!"
"Then why did you ask me to draw the curtains?" Paul asked with a frown.
"It's so bright when watching a ghost movie," Wei Lan said.
Paul backed away in disappointment, stood up and muttered as he walked to the bed: "There are so many things!"
"Bring me a bottle of drink by the way." Wei Lan shouted from the sofa, earning a glare from Paul.
The living room on the first floor of Paul's villa is full of floor-to-ceiling windows, and it faces the sun, so there is plenty of sunlight. Now that Paul has closed the curtains, the living room has become dark immediately. After closing the curtains, he goes to the kitchen to get some for Wei Lan.
drinks.
Wei Lan couldn't wait to put the ghost film disc into the CD player. A few seconds later, when the eerie music sounded in her ears, Wei Lan shouted in fear: "Paul, come back quickly." He was so slow to get a drink.
"Afraid of this, why are you watching?!" When Paul came back and saw her scared look, he couldn't help but taunted her.
"It's exciting." Strangely, Paul sat next to her, and she seemed to be less scared than before. Is it true that good ghosts are also afraid of evil people?!
Wei Lan held the pillow in her hands and quietly leaned closer to Paul, as if the closer she got, the safer she felt.
Paul noticed her movements, and a light smile appeared on his lips. He suddenly felt that he was enjoying this afternoon, and watching a ghost movie was a great thing.
Paul watched the green-faced fangs on the TV very calmly, eating a few snacks from time to time. Compared to Paul, Wei Lan was not so calm. As long as there was a sudden scream on the TV, she would also scream along with it. At this time,
It was the climax of the movie. Horrifying music sounded, and a green hand suddenly appeared on the door. Wei Lan was so scared that she threw away the drink in her hand, grabbed Paul's arm next to her, leaned over, and rested her head on his.