Accidentally turned red

Yang Yiwei didn't realize what he had done until he was on the table.

He looked at the one-third empty beef plate, stretched out his hand to touch his hard-earned abdominal muscles, and couldn't help but sigh, as expected, Beauty Township is a hero's tomb, uh, it seems that the wording is not accurate, forget it, understand That means it.

Li Weixi looked at Yang Yiwei's bowl of boiled vegetables with sympathy, "You eat this at night?"

There is no oil star, no color, no salty food, how to eat it, although Yang Yiwei also ate a big bowl of vegetables last night, but it was boiled in broth after all.

Yang Yiwei picked up the chopsticks on the table, handed a pair of them to Li Weixi, nodded and replied, "I rely on my face for food, so I have to do everything possible to keep fit."

Li Weixi was speechless, took the chopsticks and said, "It's not easy for you to be a star!"

"It's actually okay." Yang Yiwei put a vegetable leaf in his mouth, chewed it reluctantly, and said vaguely: "After all, I earn a lot. If I give my income to people outside, I guess they will Willing to eat vegetable leaves all day long."

Li Weixi couldn't help but be happy. It's true. Although he didn't know how much money Yang Yiwei earned, the media had reported Xiao Xianrou's salary before. Although it wasn't Yang Yiwei who was reported, he could still get a glimpse of it. How scary is the money-making speed of Xiaoxianrou.

It is estimated that Yang Yiwei's remuneration for a movie would not be earned by many outsiders in a lifetime.

Li Weixi stopped worrying about Yang Yiwei, picked up the chopsticks, rolled up the noodles and started eating.

"Well, it's delicious!" After taking a bite, Li Weixi couldn't help giving a thumbs up, this soup!This side!It is estimated that it is more than enough to open a shop outside.

What Li Weixi ate was called a sweet, although she had a good manner and didn't make a sound, she still made Yang Yiwei greedy.

He watched Li Weixi enjoying the noodles with a full face, while he himself chewed on the stalks of vegetables. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Li Weixi under the table.

"?" Li Weixi looked up at Yang Yiwei suspiciously.

Yang Yiwei pushed the bowl over, "You share with me."

Li Weixi swallowed the noodle soup in her mouth, "Don't you have to keep in shape?"

Yang Yiwei was silent for two seconds, and said: "I suddenly remembered that I have to practice court scenes for a while, and I won't have enough energy if I don't eat more."

"Oh." Li Weixi reluctantly picked up two chopsticks of noodles for Yang Yiwei, "Is it enough?"

"Give me some more soup." Noodles don't taste good without soup!

Li Weixi had no choice but to pick up another bowl and pour him half a bowl of soup.

Yang Yiwei was satisfied now, he was no longer chewing wax, and with half a bowl of soup and two chopsticks of noodles, the vegetable leaves were delicious.

Yang Yiwei was not someone who just made excuses. After dinner, he dragged Li Weixi into the dance studio and began to practice his last court scene.

Two chopsticks of noodles and half a bowl of noodle soup were worth it. Yang Yiwei practiced for two hours, repeating it over and over again, without showing any signs of fatigue. If Li Weixi's phone hadn't rang at the end, he could have continued to practice.

Here Li Weixi answered the phone, Yang Yiwei had nothing to do for the time being, licked his dry lips, and went out to serve himself and Li Weixi a bowl of white fungus pear soup.

When he walked into the dance room again with a bowl in one hand, he heard Li Weixi say to the phone: "Okay, I understand, I will express my love for you like Yang Yiwei!"

Then Li Weixi hung up the phone.

"What are you expressing your love for?" Yang Yiwei walked up to Li Weixi and handed him a bowl.

"Oh, it's Wu Gang." Li Weixi threw the phone aside and took the bowl.

The two sat on the ground and drank soup facing each other.

Li Weixi said while sipping soup: "Wu Gang said that since you posted on Weibo, his Weibo followers started to grow. It's only been an hour, and he has grown tens of thousands."

"Oh." Yang Yiwei was not surprised, he was more concerned about another question, "How are you going to express your love to me, how about a sweet kiss?"

Li Weixi cast an angry look at Yang Yiwei, shit, the dead straight man is blindly teasing me a few more times, be careful to tease me hard/violate you!

"Walking with you one, two, three..." Li Weixi counted on her fingers, "Does eighteen plays count?"

Yang Yiwei nodded quickly when he received Li Weixi's blank stare, "Do the math."

"Do I love you deeply?" Li Weixi asked, grinding her teeth.

"Deep, deep!" Yang Yiwei looked at Li Weixi's white teeth and quickly changed the subject, "By the way, I just remembered that I still owe your friend an autograph!" Then he put down the bowl and put the bowl in Li Weixi's hand He was dragged over and put on the ground, got up, dragged Li Weixi up, dragged him out of the dance studio, and went to the study.

The study room in Yang Yiwei’s house is not big, and several rattan boxes were piled up against the wall. Yang Yiwei moved the two rattan boxes on the top down, and then took out a very beautiful book from the third rattan box. A photo of Yang Yiwei is also printed.

"This is a photo album I published some time ago." Yang Yiwei shook the book at Li Weixi, walked to the desk, took out a signature pen from the pen holder, opened the title page, and signed it while telling Li Weixi Say, "Give this to your friend, it's worth more than autographs alone."

"Yeah." Li Weixi stood beside Yang Yiwei's signature curiously, and after he finished signing, he reached out to take the photo album, leaned on the table and began to look through it.

"Isn't he handsome?" Yang Yiwei asked with a smile when he saw this, put on the cap of the pen, and threw the signature pen into the pen holder with a shooting motion.

"Handsome." Li Weixi nodded involuntarily. Not only is he handsome, he is simply too handsome!

Alas, it is also a man, how can someone be so handsome!

Li Weixi touched Yang Yiwei's face in the photobook with a strange hand, and said, "Yiwei, can you sign me another photobook?" He remembered his teacher Ning, although he had already decided to ignore Ning for the time being. Teacher, but after all, it's my own mother, so I don't care, I don't care, I still have to try my best to satisfy Teacher Ning's demands.

Yang Yiwei thought he was going to send some younger sister in the family, so he replied directly, "Okay."

Then he got up and walked to the rattan box just now, took another photo book from it, went back to the desk and asked with a pen: "Who do you want to give this photo book to? Do you want me to write some blessings on it? "

Li Weixi was obsessed with watching Yang Yiwei's sexy caretaker, and replied, "Send it to my mother."

"Crack." Yang Yiwei, who was pulling out the cap of his pen, tilted his hand and directly snapped off the cap.

"Who are you sending it to?" Yang Yiwei suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"My mother, she's your fan." Li Weixi reached out her hand enviously to touch Yang Yiwei's eight-pack abs in the photo, his mind was full of joy in the idiot's small theater, and he didn't notice that Yang Yiwei was full of confusion.

Yang Yiwei's Adam's apple rolled, swallowed what he wanted to say, and finally put the pen cap back on the pen, and said in a negotiating tone: "Weixi, why don't we change something, I don't think it's okay to give my photobook to auntie. So decent."

That's Weixi's mother!Weixi is my friend!Isn't Weixi's mother equal to an elder?

Sending the elders his own photobook, there are several sexy photos showing his abs and wet body... Oh my god, Yang Yiwei covered his eyes, thinking about that picture, he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Let's give a bag, isn't it that women love bags?

Yang Yiwei thought about it, but after thinking about it carefully, he immediately denied this. The bag is too expensive, and it is not appropriate to give such an overly expensive gift for the first time.

Do you want to send cosmetics?

No, no, Yang Yiwei quickly rejected the thought together. It was the same problem. It was not suitable for the first time. Cosmetics are a little intimate, so it is better to give them after you are familiar with them.

You can't send bags, you can't send cosmetics...so what else can you send?

Yang Yiwei, who had never given a gift to a woman before, suddenly became entangled.

Li Weixi didn't quite understand Yang Yiwei's words, and was about to ask what was inappropriate, but as soon as he turned the page, a photo came into view.

This is a photo in the rain. Yang Yiwei is sitting in the rain wearing the simplest white shirt and black trousers. The pure white shirt has been torn through, and the black trousers are stuck to his legs. Yang Yiwei looks at the camera with cold eyes and wet eyes The hair was dripping with water, and the water droplets slid down the cheeks and landed on the collarbone...

She obviously didn't show anything, but she was even sexier and more provocative than the one showing her abs before.

Li Weixi couldn't help swallowing, and immediately agreed with Yang Yiwei's words.

"You're right." Li Weixi repeatedly echoed, this item is really not suitable for giving to my mother, not only can't give it to my mother, Wu Gang won't give it either!

He wants to collect this photobook!

Li Weixi slapped the collection of photos, with a troubled expression on his face, he followed Yang Yiwei's train of thought and asked, "Then what should I replace it with?"

"What does our aunt do?" Yang Yiwei asked.

"My mother, teacher, high school teacher." Li Weixi replied.

Yang Yiwei thought hard, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Weixi, how about giving me a notebook, I bought a notebook in Italy before, it was very beautiful."

After Yang Yiwei said that, he got up and ran to the bookshelf against the wall, took down an extremely exquisite box from the second floor, opened the box, and there was a notebook with the same pattern as the box in the middle of the soft sponge.

"Look." Yang Yiwei took out the notebook and handed it to Li Weixi.

The dark blue background, with a little starlight falling on it, is just right, like the most beautiful night sky, as if this is not a notebook, but a work of art.

"I'll go, this is too beautiful!" Li Weixi took the notebook and praised repeatedly.

"I bought it because I saw it was so beautiful." Yang Yiwei smiled, "I found out that I didn't need it at all when I bought it, so I had to put it on the bookshelf as a decoration. How about it? Is it okay to give this to my aunt? "

"It's not only possible, it's really good!" Li Weixi nodded repeatedly, "You don't know, my mother's biggest hobby is to collect all kinds of beautiful stationery, such as pens, notebooks, tape... There are several cabinets in my house. These things are all collected by my mother."

Yang Yiwei was immediately happy, "Then this is just right for my aunt, a sword matches a hero."

However, isn't it a bit thin to send only one notebook?

Yang Yiwei held his chin in thought for two seconds, and said, "Wait for me." Then he walked out quickly, about a minute later, Yang Yiwei came in with two big gift boxes, "This nut is very delicious, I on behalf of."

Speaking of which, Yang Yiwei put the Xingchen notebook back into the Xingchen box, and put it together with the gift box of Nuts, took two steps back, looked at it, and nodded, "Well, it looks like a gift, how about it?" Yang Yiwei Turning to look at Li Weixi, "Weixi, will this work?"

"Success!" Li Weixi nodded.

Yang Yiwei felt relieved.

The two of them didn't realize at all that their painting styles had gone astray for thousands of miles at this time.

Originally, it was just Li Weixi asking for an idol's signature for his mother, but in the end, the two of them turned into a young couple discussing what gift to give to their parents for the first time...

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