After locking the door to the master bedroom on the second floor, Lu Zhiwei and Shen Jinmo sat down on the sofa.
Lu Zhiwei even specially brewed a cup of hot tea for Shen Jinmo.
"Who painted this face of yours? It's so clumsy!" Lu Zhiwei took off Shen Jinmo's hat and carefully examined his features, only to find that the makeup on Shen Jinmo's face was full of flaws.
Fortunately, the islanders rarely see Luo Xiu; if a few shrewd people came, he would be exposed at a glance.
“An’an drew it, and you taught An’an. If you criticize his technique, aren’t you criticizing yourself?” Shen Jinmo picked up the teacup and took a sip.
“He’s only been learning face painting for a short time, and you dare to entrust this face to him and come here all by yourself? What if you get recognized on the spot…” Lu Zhiwei still felt that Shen Jinmo was too bold.
"It's alright. I'm not going to live much longer anyway. Whether I die now or in a year or two, it makes no difference to me." Shen Jingmo smiled faintly, pursing his thin lips.
Mentioning this, Lu Zhiwei felt a lump in her throat.
If he had stayed in the hospital and received proper treatment during this time, he might have been able to live a few more days.
But now he is constantly running around and working hard for her sake.
"Can you stand up now?" Lu Zhiwei sniffed, deliberately changing the subject to hide her emotions.
Shen Jinmo nodded: "Mm."
"What kind of magic drug did you take?" Lu Zhiwei asked curiously.
"It's nothing," Shen Jingmo tried to brush it off.
Lu Zhiwei persisted, "You didn't get a nerve block injection, did you?"
Shen Jinmo fell into a long silence.
Lu Zhiwei was so smart that he couldn't hide anything from her at all.
"Are you crazy? The nerve block injection contains a lot of hormones and has a numbing effect. It will stop the pain so that you can barely stand up, but the side effects may be even greater..." Lu Zhiwei roared at Shen Jingmo.
Shen Jinmo always had a faint smile on his face.
“At this point, whether there are side effects or not doesn’t matter much to me. I can’t come here in a wheelchair, that would expose me even faster, right?” Shen Jingmo reached out and pinched her face, which was twisted into a bitter gourd.
Lu Zhiwei shook off his hand and glared at him coldly: "I only need you for two days to finish this intimate scene with me. You must leave immediately before Luo Xiu finds out that someone has replaced him. An'an still needs your care. You can't afford to make any mistakes."
"I will absolutely obey orders," Shen Jingmo said with a smile.
The moment he stepped onto the island and saw that she was still alive and well, he was relieved.
Footsteps sounded at the door.
With her keen hearing, Lu Zhiwei immediately realized something and leaned close to Shen Jingmo: "Someone is eavesdropping outside the door. It might be Daisy. She should have some suspicions about your identity."
"What do we do next?" Shen Jinmo asked her.
"Never mind her, let's finish this charade first. Did you bring your phone?"
"Um."
“That’s great. I need to call the international police and tell them that the Luo family’s virus base is located at the border arena.” Lu Zhiwei took the phone from Shen Jinmo.
“No need. An’an and I have found the information you left on Ruixi’s tombstone. The police have now located the exact location and are deploying a plan to destroy it,” Shen Jinmo said softly.
"Let's get down to business. Do you have any videos on your phone?" Lu Zhiwei asked.
"Hmm?" Shen Jinmo frowned, puzzled.
“Those kinds of movies,” Lu Zhiwei whispered in his ear.
Shen Jingmo's ears immediately turned red, and an unnatural smile flashed across his face: "No, I'll have Lin Jing send one over?"
"No need, I'll just look around." Lu Zhiwei opened the webpage on his phone, searched casually, and found something that would do.
Play the video and turn the volume up to the maximum.
Shameful and explicit screams were released from inside.
Shen Jinmo looked embarrassed and asked, "How come you know this place so well? Did you come here often before?"
"I know how to hack websites, finding this one isn't difficult."
Lu Zhiwei put her phone behind the door.
The sound continued to spread outside the door.
Daisy, who was eavesdropping outside the door, blushed and turned to leave.
In case Daisy launches a surprise attack.
Lu Zhiwei did not turn off the video on her phone, letting it play for a full three hours.
The sound had no effect on Lu Zhiwei, but it was torture for Shen Jinmo, a man.
Lu Zhiwei watched him go back and forth to the restroom several times.
Sitting on the sofa, she couldn't help but tease him: "What did you do in the bathroom?"
Shen Jinmo glanced at her with his gloomy eyes, a hint of tenderness emanating from them.
He walked step by step toward Lu Zhiwei by the sofa, his tall figure looming over her petite frame.
Lu Zhiwei didn't dare to meet his gaze, and bent her knees to move one leg of the sofa: "What are you going to do?"
Shen Jinmo slowly sat down beside her, his hands resting on the sofa. His hawk-like eyes lingered intensely on her face. He leaned close to her ear, his throat slightly moving, "You... are asking a question you already know the answer to."
Lu Zhiwei broke free from his embrace and stepped off the sofa onto the floor: "It's about time, I'll go turn off the video."
Lu Zhiwei picked up her phone from the door and returned. She saw Shen Jinmo leaning lazily against the sofa, his long legs crossed, looking at her with a casual gaze. He forcibly dispelled the dangerous desire that had been lurking within him.
"Help me touch up my makeup, I'm afraid An'an's skills are too rusty and she'll give me away." Shen Jingmo made the request, her clear and gentle voice like a babbling brook falling into a mountain stream.
"Okay." Lu Zhiwei agreed without hesitation and went to the dressing table to find usable makeup tools.
The bedroom was well-stocked with cosmetics, just enough for Lu Zhiwei to use.
Shen Jinmo sat down in front of the dressing table, and Lu Zhiwei used makeup tools to touch up Shen Jinmo's makeup.
Lu Anyu is, after all, Lu Zhiwei's son, and he is extremely talented. Lu Zhiwei only needs to add some exquisite touches to Shen Jinmo's face to enhance the fullness of the overall facial contours and increase the duration of Shen Jinmo's makeup.
Shen Jinmo stared blankly at Lu Zhiwei, who was holding a makeup brush.
His deep eyes rippled with endless tenderness.
He only wished that time could stand still at this moment, that he could remain in this brief moment of beauty.
They no longer have to face life and death, nor do they have to deal with the rights and wrongs of the outside world.
After finishing her makeup, Lu Zhiwei put away her cosmetics, took a dark red lipstick from the shelf, applied a little to her neck, sprayed it with setting spray, and finally applied a layer of setting powder with a powder puff.
Her skillful touch quickly revealed a red hickey on her fair neck.
"What is this?" Shen Jinmo seemed to understand but not quite.
Lu Zhiwei turned her neck to the side and looked at her neck in the makeup mirror.
"Of course, an act should be made as realistic as possible. We're going downstairs for dinner later, and this is your masterpiece."
Shen Jinmo's handsome face flushed slightly, and he cleared his throat and coughed lightly: "If this is my masterpiece, there's more than just this one."
"Huh? What did you say?" Lu Zhiwei only heard him speak, but didn't hear clearly.
"It's nothing," Shen Jinmo said guiltily, turning her face away.
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