Dumb painter giants grudge

Zhang Boping frowned.

"Let's be frank, Mr. Zhang." He Shishen showed the calmness of a winner, "Wen Rang and I are lovers, as you think."

Indeed, Zhang Boping doubted it.

"Really, Mr. He told me what to do, so I should wish you well." Zhang Boping is still in good condition.

He Shishen put his hands in his pockets, "It's nothing, I just wanted to tell you, I don't need blessings, I just think Mr. Zhang is too concerned about my family news?"

"Mr. He doesn't seem to know Mr. Wen very well. Mr. Wen was just invited to show love. We just have a little work connection. Mr. Wen also likes this kind of activities. I invite him. He Invited, any questions?"

Zhang Boping seemed to have a heavy handle in his hand.

"Of course there is no problem. Since Mr. Zhang is so philanthropic, why don't you invite me next time as well. I also want to show love and contribute to the society." He Shishen's hands in his trouser pockets gradually clenched into fists.

"Of course that's good." The cell phone in Zhang Boping's pocket rang, and he took it out to have a look, "Mr. He, I won't accompany you today. I have something to do next, so I'll take my leave first."

"Mr. Zhang, go slowly."

He Shishen took out his mobile phone from his pocket, sent a text message to Lei Yuan, and then went out.

Wen Rang felt as if he had been waiting in the car for a long time, scrolling through news hotspots boredly.

"It's been a long wait, sorry."

Wen Rang shook his head, but it didn't take long.

Seeing the other party, He Shishen felt much better, and got into the driver's seat, "Don't you like wearing your seat belt?"

After finishing speaking, He Shishen turned sideways and put on the seat belt for the other party.

Wen Rang touched his nose, but did not respond.

"Can this box be opened?" He Shishen knocked on the gift box.

Wen Rang also wanted to see it, so he opened the box immediately.

The snow-blue bottle is warm and cool in the hand, and there are thin patterns on the bottle, which can't be seen unless you look closely. Looking at it this way, it is much more beautiful than seeing it on the auction platform.

"It's pretty." He Shishen also looked it over carefully, "Hey, all the things you buy for a good-looking person like you are good-looking."

Wen Rang snorted, put the bottle back into the box, and held it on his lap.

"Eat home or go out? Hmm?" He Shishen sat upright, ready to start a fire, "Come home, my husband will cook for you."

——————— Then don’t ask.

———————— Every time you ask, it’s like asking for nothing.

Wen Rang is about to start getting used to the other party's formalism.

"Then go grocery shopping."

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In fact, not only He Shishen, but even Wen Rang hadn't been to the supermarket for a long, long time, let alone grocery shopping.

"Hey, tell me, the white rice, mung beans, and millet are all in the same jar, what if someone deliberately mixes them together." He Shishen chopped up a grain of rice and put it back.

--------how could I know.

——————— But I also want to ask.

Although Wen Rang looked a little speechless, he also had doubts in his heart.

"Is this fish dead?" He Shishen pointed to the fish tank, "Hey, look."

Wen Rang nodded, and the two squatted by the freshwater tank, pointing at a dead fish.

"Do you want to buy it or not? If you don't buy it, don't get in the way of other customers." The uncle who killed the fish looked down at the two heads and said.

The two heard it immediately.

"Don't buy it, it's not fresh." He Shishen pulled Wen Rang and pushed the shopping cart away.

Uncle Fish Killer OS: Dressed like a human being, his heart is colder than the chopping board used to kill fish.

The two walked around the ingredients section and picked up a cart full of things, whether they recognized them or not, whether they had eaten or not, they put them into the cart.

"Nine yuan nine slippers?" He Shishen held up a pair of blue slippers, "Do you want to buy them?"

Wen Rang nodded, snatched the slippers, and stubbornly put them into the shopping cart.

"But...he's nine dollars and nine." He Shishen didn't understand.

Wen Rang OS: Are you ignorant or have no money.

He Shishen seemed to be sick, stuck in the slippers and refused to leave.

Wen Rang simply took another pair of blue slippers in size 43 and put them in the shopping cart.

———————— 43 yards? !

———————So he cares about me so much?

Realized, He Shishen finally put the pair of slippers back in the shopping cart.

A pair of size 40 and a pair of size 43 slippers are stacked in the shopping cart.

"A good pair of shoes."

——From the psychological activities of He Shishen.

Afterwards, Wen Rang picked out some daily necessities, and He Shishen, who was quite enlightened, took the same items and put them in the shopping cart.

The good name is: supplies for lovers.

When they went to checkout at the cashier, both of them were pushing a shopping cart full of two big carts. They didn't understand and thought they were here to make purchases for a banquet.

As we all know, there will always be a product shelf next to the cash register, on which are displayed the funny eggs that children love, the junior high school student's most delicious Xuanmai, the small pack of tissues that high school students urgently need to buy when they pass by the toilet, and the cigarette lighters for middle-aged men. And the security supplies for that kind of behavior.

That's great, it's time to test Wen Rang's endurance again.

He Shishen chose the most expensive brand as if no one was around, generously took four boxes from him, and took five bottles of that lotion like buying water... and put them all on the cash register.

He didn't even discuss with Wen Rang.

So startling.

Wen Rang was so afraid that others would pay attention to the two of them, unable to meet the cashier's gaze.

After all, the position of cashier has more or less developed professionalism, and he has turned a blind eye to this kind of big purchases.

The things were divided into four big shopping bags. Although the bags were transparent, fortunately, the things were hidden, and Wen Rang breathed a sigh of relief.

It was difficult for He Shishen to carry four bags by himself, so Wen Rang forcibly took one bag over, although he did not intend to forgive his inhumane behavior.

"Hey, why are you walking so fast, why didn't you wait for your husband." He Shishen chased after him with his things.

……

When they got home, after they sorted out their things, Wen Rang went upstairs to take a shower, and He Shishen started cooking.

He Shishen usually doesn't eat at home very much, and he doesn't cook much by himself. He either solves it outside or asks people to cook at home, but the He family's family precept requires that men must be able to cook.

Fortunately, there is finally someone to eat with.

Wen Rang quickly took a shower, went to play with the bottle again, happily took it to the studio and placed it on the table.

While cutting vegetables, He Shishen suddenly had a flash of inspiration. After the morning's tie incident, he wondered if he... accidentally cut it? ? ?Then... Wen Rang treated him...

Forget it, he really couldn't do it.

People can be mentally disabled, but not self-harm.