Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

Meng Xing moved very nimbly. After lifting his own quilt, he rolled over and squeezed into Wen Rulan's quilt.

Although the quilt was custom-made the same as this double bed, it is definitely not as loose for two people to cover as for one person. Even though Meng Xing tried his best not to move closer to Wen Rulan's side, his shoulders still touched each other.

Meng Xing felt a little uncomfortable, but then he thought about it. It was common for men to be shirtless, and it was even more common for others to see and touch their muscles.

Of course, the smooth muscle lines are not for cover, but for display and to attract the opposite sex.

Although the opposite sex was not attracted, only the scumbag next to him who was also a male was attracted. But the principle is still the same, it doesn't matter if you touch it or not.

Moreover, Wen Rulan still had the sore and limp buff on her limbs, and she couldn't touch it even if she wanted to.Meng Xing was relieved.

In the next second, he realized that he was relieved too early.

It's true that Wen Rulan's limbs are very weak, but human perseverance has great potential. He used his extraordinary perseverance to turn himself over, from lying on his back to lying on his side, with one hand even more so. It landed directly on Meng Xing's chest.

Meng Xing: "..."

Wen Rulan smiled and commented after receiving the goods: "It feels good."

Meng Xing looked calm.Strong calm.

He tried to divert his attention and started another topic: "Are you envious?"

Wen Rulan felt Meng Xing's muscles tense up despite his efforts to pretend to be calm, and was still uncontrollable by his master. She laughed and followed Meng Xing's words: "Envy."

"Want to have it?" Meng Xing continued to divert his attention.

"Think." Wen Rulan was very cooperative.

"Hire me as a fitness trainer. I'll make a fitness plan for you. Every day, ten sets of squats, ten sets of hand-grip push-ups, so that you don't have the energy to think about other things." Meng Xing circled around, and then Turn the topic around.

There was no way, he really couldn't care less about such a man who was sleeping beside him and who was not very honest.

Facing Meng Xing's proposal, Wen Rulan's answer was also very simple, just like Meng Xing before, only one word "yes".

Meng Xing is not well.After all, he just said it casually, how could he be a fitness trainer for Wen Rulan?

Leaving aside the relationship between the two of them who seem to be harmonious but are actually very dangerous, either you hijack me or I hijack you. Let’s just say that Wen Rulan’s pampered physical strength can complete the ten sets of squats, grips, and pushes that Meng Xing just mentioned. Strange.

Meng Xing asked directly: "Do you know the concept of ten sets of squats and ten sets of grip presses?" It was difficult for him to achieve the concept.

Wen Rulan didn't know much about fitness, but she could tell that Meng Xing meant that she couldn't do it. However, Wen Rulan didn't want to do it himself, so he replied lazily: "I'll hire you, and you can do it for me."

Meng Xing: "..."

"Are you going to support me?" Meng Xing couldn't help but ask. How can there be a fitness coach who doesn't supervise students to practice and only practices for students to see?

"Can't you?" Wen Rulan asked back.

His serious tone stunned Meng Xing for a moment. After he realized it, Meng Xing suddenly moved down the arm that was lying on his body, and drew a line with Wen Rulan, "No."

Wen Rulan's eyes flashed, and after a while, he said again: "How much will the person who appointed you pay you?"

"You want to give me double?" Meng Xing cut off Wen Rulan's words.

Wen Rulan refuted, not against Meng Xing's words, but against his bid: "Ten times."

The corners of his lips curved in a confident arc: "No matter how much he pays, I will give you ten times."

Looking at Wen Rulan's flamboyant expression, Meng Xing inexplicably thought of a peacock with its tail open, and this peacock's tail was not decorated with bright patterns, but golden banknotes.

Meng Xing couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched it, distorting Wen Rulan's smile that was filled with the aura of a domineering boss just a moment ago, and then said: "I already know your payment password. Can't I just transfer it myself? Do I have to sell myself?"

"The money can be frozen when it is transferred. I don't agree. You will never get the money." Although she was pulled face-to-face, Wen Rulan's expression of confidence remained undiminished.

This time Meng Xing directly moved his hands together, kneading and squeezing Wen Rulan's face, and said angrily: "Waiting for me here, I wonder why you are so confident in telling me the password."

Wen Rulan frowned, a little displeased with Meng Xing's increasingly excessive behavior.

Meng Xing accepted it when he saw it, and took his hand back before Wen Rulan got angry, and replied at the same time: "No need, 0 multiplied by 10 is still 0."

Wen Rulan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the phrase "No one assigned me" that Meng Xing said in Yanyunshuixie.

He didn't believe it, even if Meng Xing's expression didn't seem to be fake, he didn't believe it, because it was completely illogical.

When a person does something, he must have a logic. What he does it for, money, profit, and love are all reasons.

Meng Xing himself had nothing to do with him. They were strangers to each other, and there was no emotional dispute. Therefore, the other person's sudden approach to him must have been assigned by someone, and the person who assigned him must have given him some benefit.

It can be friendship or money.Wen Rulan thought it was the latter at first, because the only thing Meng Xing has shown interest in so far is money.

But it would be inappropriate to say that Meng Xing is a person who only cares about money. The other party is very interested in money, but not that interested.

There is no shortage of profit-seeking people in the mall. Wen Rulan has seen too many people, so much so that no matter how well-dressed the other party looks, he can smell the greedy and bottomless smell from the various small movements of the other party's words and demeanor.

According to Wen Rulan's current observation, Meng Xing was not such a person. He needed money, but he didn't need it. When Wen Rulan offered ten times the price, Meng Xing was indeed moved, but he refused without any hesitation.

So why?There are too many mysteries about Meng Xing, Wen Rulan can't figure it out, just like he can't figure out how Meng Xing countered himself twice in a row under almost impossible circumstances, and how he took out those two pieces from his bedroom. The cartoon pajamas don't belong here.

Wen Rulan didn't speak any more, he frowned tightly, the more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became.

When he was contemplating, something suddenly poked his forehead, Wen Rulan looked up, it was Meng Xing's index finger.

"Thinking about who I am?" Meng Xing said after attracting Wen Rulan's attention.

Wen Rulan didn't say a word, but his puzzled eyes already showed the answer.

"It's actually not that complicated. I've already told you that I'm here to protect you." Meng Xing rubbed Wen Rulan's furrowed brows with his fingertips.

"Why?" Wen Rulan asked.

"There is no reason." Meng Xing continued without changing his expression: "Why does everyone have a patron saint in fairy tales? Is there an answer to this? No. It's just that other people's patron saint may be a beautiful flower fairy, a cute Little squirrel, yours is the handsome me."

"You also said that it was a fairy tale. The stories are all fake. Of course, fake things have no logic." Wen Rulan retorted coldly.

Meng Xing raised his eyebrows: "Based on what you're saying, how do you know that the world you're in is real? What if it's just a dream?"

"Dream?" Wen Rulan was in a daze for a moment, his expression was suddenly a little confused, as if he was seriously thinking about Meng Xing's absurd statement.

Meng Xing, on the other hand, was closely observing the changes in Wen Rulan's expression. He said this to refute and also to test. He wanted to see what the reaction would be if he told the dreamer the truth about the dream.

Although the system only gives the only way to clear the level, Meng Xing doesn't like to follow the steps to clear the level when playing games. He likes to explore game eggs, or find a way to clear the level that is different from the public route.

But unfortunately, after a brief trance, Wen Rulan regained consciousness, laughing at Meng Xing's statement: "If this is a dream, it must not be the current situation."

"What do you say?" Meng Xing asked.

"Don't all dreams come true?" Wen Rulan expressed her thoughts with an unabashed look.

Meng Xing: "..."

He supported his forehead speechlessly, then turned around, and with a "click", he turned off the night light beside the bed.He shook the quilt and announced, "Sleep!"

He deliberately turned his back, Ren Wen Rulan's vision, no matter how explicit or dark, he couldn't see it, so it wouldn't be affected.

Wen Rulan didn't come over on purpose, he just lay motionless, after a while of silence, he suddenly said: "Didn't you say good night to me last time?"

Meng Xing muttered in his heart why this person was so troublesome and said perfunctorily, "Good night."

"Good night." Wen Rulan responded softly.