[Ah, this, this, are celebrities so open about participating in dating variety shows now? ］
[Wen Zhi is really bold, relying on ignorance to commit crimes? ］
[Although, this straight-talking little cutie is so adorable. ］
[Wenwen is so cute, hahaha, I want to see you too** ］
Si Mingchen looked subtle, and said towards the bathroom: "There are dryers and underwear washing machines in there, you don't have to worry."
Wen Zhi saw that his good dream was shattered, so he stretched his neck to look inside: "Things outside need to be cleaned before use, not to mention something so close to the body. I'll make do with it tonight and use it tomorrow."
[The cunning 0. ］
[I am dying of laughter. Wen Zhi has engraved “I want to **” into his DNA. ］
[There aren't many stars who can be so passionate and hardworking. ］
[Don’t you even look at who Si Mingchen is? ］
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The camera was facing the two of them. Si Mingchen didn't want to continue discussing the underwear washing issue with Wen Zhi, so he guided Wen Zhi to shift his attention to how to solve the dinner problem.
Wen Zhi looked at the stove which was cleaner than his face and began to feel troubled.
It doesn’t matter if he goes hungry, but his beloved husband must not go hungry.
Yes, he is such a bootlicker.
At this time, the director's voice-over came: "In order to ensure that the guests on the lower floors can have food to eat, we will provide some money, which can be obtained by completing the corresponding challenge projects. The public restaurant on the first floor can be used as much as you want."
Si Mingchen asked: "What project?"
Director: "500 push-ups or——"
Wen Zhi interrupted the director before he could finish his words.
“We don’t choose the projects, we just go to the restaurant to eat.”
[Although it's a game, 500 push-ups is indeed too much. ］
[Si Mingchen has a good figure, he should be able to succeed in the challenge, right? ］
[Five hundred push-ups? Oh my god. ］
[It’s so funny. I wonder if Wen Zhi wants to dine for free. ］
The director was stunned: "You can choose not to choose the project, but you will pay a heavy price for eating a free meal at a restaurant."
Wen Zhi raised his eyebrows: "We don't eat free meals."
The director warned: "Before participating in the program, we ask everyone to hand in their personal belongings. If you keep them privately, it is also a violation and you will be punished."
Wen Zhi had already pulled Simingchen up, and by the way, he was holding his favorite little winter melon: "I don't do anything illegal, I am a good citizen who abides by the law."
Now not only the director, but also the audience and Si Mingchen were very curious about how Wen Zhi would pay later.
Walking out along the door, the two followed the instructions and arrived at the luxurious restaurant in the center.
Choosing a VIP seat by the window, Si Mingchen pulled out a chair for Wen Zhi, and then gentlemanly handed him a hot towel to wipe his hands.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, Si Mingchen's face was stern and his posture was aloof. He didn't know if it was the effect of Wen Zhi's filter, but he always felt that Si Mingchen didn't have any worldly desires in his head, like a monk who followed the rules and had seen through the world.
Of course, the lack of these desires may also be related to one’s lack of ability in that area.
With high-definition equipment, netizens can see the appearance of the two people. Even Wen Zhi’s haters have never criticized his appearance in all these years.
Wen Zhi had a bright and beautiful face, delicate features, and especially her eyes, which had a gentleness that was not in line with her age. When she lowered her eyes a little, she looked innocent and pitiful.
Si Mingchen looked at Wen Zhi for a long time without moving.
Seeing that he was silent, Wen Zhi generously handed the menu to Si Mingchen: "Order whatever you want, such as caviar, French foie gras, and garlic snails! Make sure you eat enough."
Si Mingchen looked at the menu for a moment: "How are we going to pay later?"
Wen Zhi waved his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll make the arrangements."
Si Mingchen was skeptical. Although he was willing to believe Wen Zhi, he had also seen how unreliable Wen Zhi was in high school.
Calculating several possibilities of repaying the meal in his mind, Si Mingchen reasoned that he should refuse.
But seeing Wen Zhiliu drooling, he compromised.
If there is any punishment, it will most likely be directed at him.
"Order your favorite food first."
Wen Zhi was not polite and ordered a lot of dishes lavishly. Almost all the most expensive French dishes in the restaurant were served.
[Hiss, I want to eat too. ］
[Look at how Wen Zhi is eating like crazy, I guess this is his last meal. ］
[Do they really want to eat and dine for free? ］
[Hahaha, am I the only one who feels that Si Mingchen is so pitiful? A CEO with a net worth of hundreds of billions is actually eating and dining here. ］
Si Mingchen ate very elegantly and slowly. He looked at the red wine on the table, which seemed to cost 4,500.
Although he would never drink at this price under normal circumstances, it was already a luxury for them who were penniless.
"Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you."
After Wen Zhi finished eating the blueberry goose liver, he half leaned back in his chair, holding his stomach and said, "I can't eat anymore. You continue."
In front of the camera, the director team was waiting to see how Wen Zhi would pay. After thinking about it, they realized that Wen Zhi had indeed handed in all his things, and even his pockets were emptied.
Si Mingchen was still eating and asked Wen Zhi, "How are we going to pay later?"
Wen Zhi struggled to get up, holding his cheek with his hand: "Eat first, then you will have the strength to run."
Si Mingchen paused while cutting the steak with his fork, his eyes slightly stiff: "Run?"
Wen Zhi nodded: "I'll count to one, two, three, and we'll run while the waiter isn't paying attention."
Si Mingchen put down his knife and fork, looking worried.
Suddenly, Wen Zhi laughed out loud: "Waiter, pay the bill and pack up the remaining things."
The waiter came over and said, "The total consumption is 8988."
Wen Zhi nodded, picked up the little winter melon on the chair, gently unzipped the back, and a stack of hundred-dollar bills was taken out.
This time, both the director and the audience were shocked.
The director's voice came: "This behavior is a violation of the rules."
Wen Zhi raised his chin: "Violation? You agreed to keep the winter melon, right? Since you agreed to keep the things, how can it be considered a violation?"
At this moment, a low laugh came from the side.
Si Mingchen raised the corners of his lips, his deep brows showing tenderness.
The director was so choked that he couldn't utter a word and finally had to admit defeat.
[666, Wen Zhi is fine. ］
[Wow! Wen Zhi is so smart. ］
[He was afraid that the production crew would find out that he had hidden the money secretly, so he deliberately did not tell them in advance and only dared to tell them after he had eaten and drunk his fill. ］
[Si Mingchen smiled! The president hasn't laughed for a long time! ］
[God knows I almost thought he was really going to eat a free meal. ］
[Wen Zhi is so cute. ］
[Gu Chengfeng from next door came over and said, the other two are too boring, why don’t you take a look over here. ］
[I gave up on Gu Chengfeng a long time ago. I can only say that if it weren’t for the filter of the TV series, I would have turned against him a long time ago. His EQ is too low, and he is dull and boring. ］
Before Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen left, the restaurant packed ten lunch boxes for them.
Netizens discovered that in addition to packing up some leftovers, Wen Zhi also bought a lot of fast food, probably with the intention of stockpiling food for the future.
When passing by the director team, Si Mingchen was carrying a bunch of things, while Wen Zhi was holding Xiao Donggua and smiled provocatively at the director.
The director laughed and said, "I didn't expect Wen Zhi to be so funny."
The assistant director agreed: “Yes.”
"Brother, are you going to sink?" Wen Zhi had a lot of things in her head, such as showing off her wisdom to Si Mingchen while flirting with Si Mingchen.
Si Mingchen was slightly stunned when he heard this name.
It seemed like Wen Zhi had never called him brother.
When he was in high school, Wen Zhi only called Sang Qi like this.
Siming Chen said gently, "No."
Wen Zhi smiled, and while walking, she would always inadvertently rub Si Mingchen's hand with her fingers, trying to pull him up.
Si Mingchen could feel it and did not reject it.
Before returning to the room, Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen met the director who was following them in the middle of the corridor. Perhaps in order to get a little revenge, the director held up the scrapped mission card and said, "It's useless now. I'll give it to you as a souvenir."
Wen Zhi took it and turned to Task 2, which the director hadn't had time to mention, and his face turned pale.
Simingchen asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"
Wen Zhi: "Task 2 is very simple."
Simingchen: "What is it?"
Wen Zhi raised her starry eyes: "Kiss you for three minutes."
The comments were already laughing, but Si Mingchen pretended not to understand Wen Zhi's hidden meaning and changed the subject: "Complete Task 2, how much will you be rewarded with?"
Wen Zhi: “200.”
Si Mingchen's large palm fell on Wen Zhi's head and rubbed it: "It's also good that I didn't hear about Mission 2."
Wen Zhi felt both regretful and confused.
What does Simingchen mean?
[Hahaha, Mr. Si: It’s better that you didn’t hear it. ］
[Tsk, Wenwen is so cute, if Si Mingchen doesn’t want her, I will. ］
[Is it the bonus that Si Mingchen dislikes? Don't over-interpret. ］
When he returned to the room, Wen Zhi found that it was only seven o'clock in the evening. Although the bedroom is rather simple and not as luxurious as the one on the top floor, it has all the necessary facilities.
For example, there are small sofas and projectors in the entertainment room for couples so they can watch movies together.
Si Mingchen was packing up the lunch boxes and did not refuse Wen Zhi's suggestion.
After washing his hands, he sat on the small sofa with Wen Zhi to choose a movie.
Wen Zhi was a chatterbox, and even when choosing a movie, he kept on talking.
However, Si Mingchen really liked listening to Wen Zhi talking to him and enjoyed the time they spent together.
"How about we watch 'Youth Rhythm'?" Wen Zhi felt that couples should watch sweet love stories, which would help to cultivate feelings.
Siming Chen lowered his eyes: "Okay."
When the movie started, the lights in the room switched to cinema mode, revealing warm tones.
Wen Zhi secretly glanced at Si Mingchen, leaned her head on his shoulder, and even sprayed perfume on him deliberately.
Don't ask him where he got the perfume, he found it in the bathroom.
Si Mingchen didn't refuse, but he felt that there was an inexplicable smell of a bathroom around him.
Halfway through the movie, both of them were watching it very seriously. But the plot has entered a slightly sad part.
Wen Zhi complained in a low voice: "The second male has very bad character."
Si Mingchen's eyes were filled with tenderness as he looked at him: "Why do you say that?"
Wen Zhi frowned: "Knowing that the heroine doesn't like him and likes the hero, he still takes advantage of the misunderstanding between the hero and heroine. I don't like this kind of behavior."
Si Mingchen no longer relaxed, crossed his long legs, and put his wrists on the side: "But, the second male lead also really likes the female lead. If he doesn't take this opportunity to fight for her, happiness may never come to him."
Wen Zhi argued: "But in this case, what's the difference between him and a thief? Is the stolen love his? The heroine's temporary love is like bubbles, which will burst with a poke."
In an instant, the warmth in Si Mingchen's eyes completely disappeared.
"is that so…"
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