Become a villain and swing your sword at the scumbag!

Lu Chengting pinched his ankle and helped him change his shoes: "I won't take them anymore. I'll buy you new ones."

No delicate little person can resist the temptation of new skin care products, cosmetics and new clothes.

Moreover, most of the money Lu Cheng heard spent on him had gone out. It would seem too hypocritical for him to be polite and coy about this small amount of money.

Moreover, Lu Chengting had already kissed him and he didn't refuse. According to Lu Chengting's words, they should be considered a legitimate relationship now.

When Lu Cheng heard that he was willing to spend money for him, he was so happy that he raised his eyebrows and said, "Buy new ones?"

Lu Cheng hummed and looked up at him: "Buy new ones."

Qu Siyan knelt down, held Lu Chengting's face, leaned over and gave him a hard smack on the lips, and said with a smile: "Brother Lu, you are so kind."

Lu Chengting held the back of Qu Siyan's neck and kissed him in this awkward position.

After a long time, Lu Chengting pushed Qu Siyan away and said with a smile, "Kiss again tonight."

Qu Siyan wrinkled his nose and smiled: "Okay."

Lu Chengting went to the kitchen to wash his hands and cook, while Qu Siyan wandered around the huge Lu family.

The first floor consists of the living room, kitchen and dining room. The door of the master bedroom is closed. Qu Siyan knows that it is Lu Chengyue's bedroom without going in. Other than that, there is only one bathroom, a guest bedroom, and a tea room.

Everywhere is spotlessly clean, and all the decorations are probably prohibitively expensive.

What Qu Siyan was most interested in was Lu Chengting's bedroom. He had seen it many times in the live broadcast, but he had never seen the full picture.

He went upstairs and went straight to Lu Chengting's bedroom. It was similar to what he had imagined. It was spacious and comfortable. The bedroom had its own study room, dressing room and bathroom.

Not to mention anything else, there is only one bathroom, which is comparable to the living room area of ​​the apartment he rents now.

Qu Siyan swallowed, took out his mobile phone and took a few photos, then went downstairs, leaned against the kitchen door frame, looked at Lu Chengting who was cooking in an apron, and asked him:

"I took a photo of your home, can I send it to you?"

Lu Chengting asked him: "Do you like big houses?"

Qu Siyan nodded: "I kind of want to share a mansion, even though the mansion is not mine, hehe."

He smiled so cutely that Lu Cheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips: "Send it."

People nowadays like a sense of ritual very much. Qu Siyan's past conditions were not good, and he has been immersed in the circle of Internet celebrities for a long time. It is inevitable that he likes money and these gorgeous things.

He would give Qu Siyan whatever he liked.

Lu Cheng listened to how much he was willing to give him.

He had some concerns in his mind, but said nothing and continued to concentrate on cooking.

Soon, four dishes and one soup were served on the table. The portions were small, simple home-cooked dishes, and everything was exquisite.

Sweet and sour pork loin, shredded sweet potato cubes, salt-baked shrimp, spicy and sour potato shreds, West Lake beef soup.

Except for the plate of salt-baked shrimp, which is a perfect lightning protection.

After Lu Cheng heard that it was on the table, he put on his gloves, peeled off the shells of the shrimps one by one, and placed them on the dinner plate in front of Qu Siyan.

Qu Siyan couldn't express what he felt in his heart.

He looked at Lu Chengting with his eyes lowered and focused on peeling shrimps for him, and in a daze, he felt that they could last forever.

But like Tu Xi said, he has to clearly define his position.

Lu Cheng listened so well. He, Qu Siyan, was not worthy of such a good man.

Everyone knows that once you enter a wealthy family, it is like water. So many popular supermodels and movie stars who marry into wealthy families do not get a happy ending.

Not to mention he is an ordinary person who grabs a lot of people on the street.

He didn't have the confidence to bind Lu Chengting for the rest of his life, nor did he believe that with Lu Chengting's family background, Lao Lu would always allow him not to get married and get entangled with a man.

But at the moment, he just hopes that the day of separation can come as late as possible, so that he can have more time to covet everything Lu Chengting has to offer.

Some people just treat it as life experience and experience. They can't ask for it or force it. Just seize the moment and don't let yourself regret it. That's enough.

Qu Siyan felt that Lu Chengting at this moment could probably stay in his memory for a lifetime.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help feeling sad. He stretched out his legs to kick Lu Chengting under the table and asked him, "I want to ask you a question."

Lu Chengting raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Ask."

"When do you plan to get married?" Qu Siyan said with a half-joking and half-serious smile.

When Lu Cheng heard this, he knew that Qu Siyan was having random thoughts again.

He said: "You have the final say, and we will end it when you say."

Qu Siyan raised his eyebrows: "Say? Can I still have the final say in your marriage?"

He pretended to be relaxed and said: "If I tell you, then don't get married. I will rely on you for the rest of my life."

Lu Chengting stopped what he was doing and looked at him with a smile: "Okay."

Qu Siyan rolled her eyes at him, stuffed a mouthful of shrimps angrily, and said angrily: "Just deal with me."

The two have only known each other for a short period of time. Lu Cheng has heard too many words of assurance, and for Qu Siyan, they are nothing more than painting a pie. It is useless to talk more. It is better to do it step by step to reassure him, which is more practical.

But despite this, Lu Chengting still said: "What's so perfunctory about this? You have the final say. I'll let you have the final say."

Qu Siyan thought for a while: "Write a letter of guarantee?"

Lu Chengting was fearless: "Okay."

When the two of them said this, they stopped talking and concentrated on eating.

After the meal, Lu Chengting put the bowls in the dishwasher and took Qu Siyan out.

The Lu family was only one road away from the World Trade Center. The two of them didn't drive, so they just took a walk.

Arriving downstairs at the World Trade Center, Qu Siyan looked at the time. It happened to be the time when his daily broadcast started. He asked Lu Chengting bluntly: "Can I show off my wealth live?"

Many self-media influencers who are not signed by a company like to broadcast shopping and shopping videos to attract attention by showing off their wealth.

Qu Siyan doesn't like to keep a low profile. A long time ago, when he was in school, his classmates joked and made assumptions among themselves, saying, "If you had 10 million, would you still come to school?"

The answer given by most people is no, except Qu Siyan.

He was one of the students in that class with the lowest family conditions. He received a scholarship, had no clothes except for school uniforms, wore two pairs of sneakers for three years, until the original color could no longer be seen, and had to wear glue countless times.

He knew all too well what it was like to have no money.

He has never been envied.

Because he was poor, he had received countless cold looks and ridicules. On the surface, those classmates showed pity for him and talked and laughed with him, but secretly some of them never talked about his family background.

Every time the school wanted to buy materials, he didn't dare to tell his mother. He asked his classmates to borrow money twice. The classmates ostensibly lent him money, but secretly called him a poor guy. When he heard it, he insisted on collecting scraps after school and saving money. After more than half a month, I paid back the money and never spoke to anyone again.

He has never been to those self-funded spring outings, autumn outings or class reunions.

At that time, Qu Siyan thought that if he had so much money, he would go to school more, so he would show off his wealth to make others envy him.

But all the past events, to put it bluntly, are just like people knowing whether drinking water is warm or cold.

Qu Siyan didn't expect to hear this from Lu Chengting. He just looked at Lu Chengting with a smile and asked him, "Do you think I'm vain?"