Chapter 205: Beauty's Embrace, Hero's Grave (Guaranteed 2-in-1)

The volcano that had been dormant for nearly half a year erupted again. This time it erupted violently, leaving the land devastated and not a single piece of armor left.

For these six months, Wei Ming had kept himself pure.

Although Sister Lin was a first-timer, she was of age after all, her body was long ripe, and she had a dance foundation, so her body flexibility and physical fitness were quite good. In short, two words... durable!

And he wanted it, so she gave it. After all, it was her impulse that lit the fire, and she had to take responsibility for it.

Wei Ming wasn't a stupid boy who didn't know anything and only knew how to charge blindly. His decades of skill knew how to mobilize the opponent's emotions.

At one moment, Zhu Lin was even a bit grateful to Melinda. Without the predecessors planting trees, how could the successors enjoy the shade?

Little did she know that Melinda was also a person enjoying the shade. The ones who truly planted the trees were those girls from the previous life who did good deeds without leaving their names.

The next day the sun was high, and the two were still huddled together in the quilt. They didn't know when they fell asleep last night, anyway, it was the second half of the night.

"Beauty's embrace, hero's grave."

Wei Ming, who woke up, sighed in his heart. He usually got up on time, then ran, practiced boxing, ate breakfast, and went to the school journal office to check in whether he was working or not, but today it was going to be wasted.

However, after weighing what was in his hand, forget it, wasted is wasted.

He was just worried about Sister Lin. His status in the unit didn't matter if he didn't go, he could just make up a reason later, but Sister, did you delay your work time?

Shaking her a few times, he didn't wake her up, so Wei Ming used his mouth, and finally woke her up.

She hugged Wei Ming's head, lazily rubbing her chin on Wei Ming's head, and this was all out of instinct. After all, she was still a big girl who had tried clouds and rain for the first time. After experiencing those things last night, she became incomparably attached to Wei Ming.

Wei Ming crawled out of the quilt and said: "Did you forget that you still have to work today?"

Zhu Lin said lazily: "I'm not stupid. When you were sleeping just now, I already called the unit to ask for leave."

Wei Ming patted her: "Then you didn't wake me up, let me ask for leave too."

"Seeing you sleeping so soundly, I couldn't bear it."

"Sister is really good." Wei Ming hugged her tightly, and then their stomachs made a gurgling sound.

After intense exercise, they didn't replenish energy and went straight to sleep. Now they were definitely hungry.

Zhu Lin sat up and reached for her clothes: "I'll go make something to eat."

Wei Ming made a surprising discovery: "You went to call naked just now?"

Zhu Lin said shyly: "No, I took them off after I came back."

Zhu Lin went to cook, and Wei Ming also put on a piece of clothing, cleaned up the garbage bag in the bedroom. These plastic garbage bags and toilet paper were bought with foreign exchange at the Friendship Store. They were convenient and practical, and not available on the market.

He had to go to the Friendship Store when he had time. He needed to buy some Du Leisi.

Last night Zhu Lin only took one tt, and it was stolen from her parents. She didn't dare to steal more, afraid of being counted, after all, her parents might only use it a few times a year, so she took one.

She, who had no experience, thought one was enough, who knew Wei Ming was so brave. He had been holding back for half a year and finally could drive, so of course, he had to drive wide open.

And Zhu Lin was also not satisfied.

At that time, Zhu Lin had two choices, either not wear it, or wear the leftovers from Melinda. Finally, for the sake of safety, she chose the latter.

And Du Leisi was now the most professional in doing this in the world, basically achieving "like wearing nothing."

So Zhu Lin completely fell in love with it, from a red-rooted and seedling-red person who supported domestic goods to a person who worshipped foreign things. For the sake of their happiness, Wei Ming had to stock up on goods.

He just sealed the garbage bag when the phone in the living room rang. When Wei Ming went out, Zhu Lin had already walked to the phone.

She was about to reach out when she saw Wei Ming and said: "It's your phone, you answer it."

Wei Ming said "hmm": "It's probably a call from the unit."

He answered the phone, and then heard a not-very-clear woman's voice coming from inside, because it was long-distance, the signal wasn't that good.

"Sister Xue, why did you think of calling me?" Wei Ming asked with a smile.

Originally preparing to leave, Zhu Lin started to wipe the coffee table in a pretentious way.

Gong Xue: "Actually, it's nothing. I just passed by the Post and Telecommunications Building occasionally and told you that the records you sent have been received, and our family likes them very much. Can I tell them you wrote them?"

"As for this, it doesn't matter."

"That's good, I didn't say A Ming is Wei Ming. They don't know how surprised they would be if they knew." Afterwards, Gong Xue also asked about the situation of Bai Shi's authentic works.

After Wei Ming hung up the phone, Zhu Lin threw the rag and sat beside Wei Ming: "Sister Xue? Is that the actor Gong Xue?"

"Yes." Wei Ming said frankly.

"Called from the Magic Capital?"

"Hmm, she went back to film."

Wei Ming had already drafted a response in his heart, but Zhu Lin just got this answer and went into the room to continue cooking.

Wei Ming breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhu Lin's heart was already hanging.

Hearing that they didn't say anything important just now, nor did they say anything excessive, and didn't even chat much, but the more so, the more serious it was.

Would you make a long-distance call to an ordinary friend for the purpose of chatting?

Obviously not!

Now making a long-distance call is so troublesome, you have to queue at the Post and Telecommunications Building, and it's expensive!

But Zhu Lin didn't make trouble because of this. That was the behavior of a shrew, falling into a lower class, and she wasn't sure what status this big sister who took the initiative to ask for bed had in Wei Ming's heart at this time.

However, she remembered the name "Gong Xue." Next time she must answer her phone in person and get to know her well.

In the future, she would come here often, there were plenty of opportunities.

After breakfast, it was already noon. Zhu Lin asked: "Are you going to work in the afternoon?"

Wei Ming asked: "What about you?"

Zhu Lin: "No need, I asked for a day off."

Wei Ming walked behind her and gently massaged her shoulders.

"I found that you walk quite steadily. This is my dereliction of duty. Why don't we continue in the afternoon."

Zhu Lin grabbed the monster hand reaching for her chest: "Do you understand the meaning of 'long-term flow'? And you're not tired, but I am."

"Oh? You're tired?"

"You tossed me so much, can I not be tired." Two red clouds appeared on Zhu Lin's face, and the bits and pieces of last night flooded her heart again. Suddenly she hoped he would grab tighter.

However, the big sister had spoken, so Wei Ming didn't dare to act presumptuously.

"Then I'll accompany you. We'll just lie on the bed and rest, and do nothing."

Zhu Lin felt someone pointing a gun at her back. Should a good woman be pointed at by a gun!

Having seen Wei Ming's super recovery ability, Zhu Lin wouldn't believe his ghost words of doing nothing.

"You go to work, I'll rest at home, okay." She persuaded, she was also afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold back, afraid that if he was comfortable enough in a short time, there would be no mystery.

Zhu Lin didn't even let Wei Ming wash the dishes and drove him away. Wei Ming had to go to Peking University, and then stroll around the Friendship Store. When he went out, he also took the labor results of last night out to throw away.

And Zhu Lin first cleaned up the house. The mood of cleaning before and cleaning now was completely different. At this moment, there was a sense of being the master.

Although she didn't confirm her status with Ma Xiaowei, she had actually become the hostess of this house.

Afterwards, she took a romance novel she hadn't read from the study called *Green Villa*, sent by Wei Ming's Hong Kong pen pal Mao Mao Amin.

When Zhu Lin was flipping through it, she also found an English word inside, called "vivian."

She hadn't learned this word. Fortunately, there was a Chinese-English dictionary here at Wei Ming's. It was really easy to learn.

Through checking the dictionary, Zhu Lin learned that this word seemed to be used as a person's name.

In addition, the English name of the American big star Vivien Leigh was "vivien," which was very close to "vivian."

"Could it be that Mao Mao Amin's English name?" Zhu Lin guessed. Hong Kong people are really foreign, they even have English names. Ma Xiaowei should have one too, right?

After thinking about it, she continued to read the book, but felt that this book was not as attractive as *Mist in the Rain*. She was still thinking about that stubborn Yiping in her heart.

So as she read, she fell asleep. After she woke up, the madness of last night finally subsided, replaced by fear.

Now mass dancing is not allowed, but she and Wei Ming slept together without getting married. If people know, if parents know... she didn't dare to think about the consequences. She was too bold last night!

Now she didn't dare to leave even if she wanted to, afraid of being noticed by the guard, so she should wait until dark to leave.

She walked to the window, lifted the curtain, and glanced outside. The sun was about to set.

She wanted to cook, but a clever woman couldn't cook without rice. There were no vegetables at home, so she could only wait for Wei Ming.

During the wait, she thought of the album Wei Ming showed her before. She wanted to see what other photos were on it. Through these photos, she could also understand Ma Xiaowei better, and Melinda.

Last time she was too embarrassed to look at her carefully. I have to say, this foreign woman is really charming. Ma Xiaowei likes to touch breasts, and hers are so big. Fortunately, she returned to her country.

And when Zhu Lin finished flipping through one album, she picked up another album below. At the beginning, it was a photo of Wei Ming with some big figures at the National People's Congress. For the convenience of identification, the time and characters were written behind.

However, as she looked, a character appeared in front of Zhu Lin. It was Gong Xue!

She had only seen Gong Xue's stills in *The Herdsman* before. This was the first time she saw Gong Xue's life photos. It seemed to be taken at the Summer Palace. She was really beautiful, with a delicate and beautiful southern girl's look, and she looked very gentle at a glance.

But looking at her group photo with Wei Ming, she should not be as tall as herself. Humph, southern little potato.

There was also time behind the photo. When some photos in front were taken, she and Wei Ming were not very familiar, but looking at their appearance, they were already very familiar, and even took photos holding a pair of golden boys and girls, like a family.

Zhu Lin specifically took this photo out of the album to look at it, and the more she looked, the more she felt the taste.

The photos behind were probably taken when Wei Ming visited the *The Herdsman* crew. At that time, she and Ma Xiaowei already had some small ambiguity, but she still had a partner at that time. However, looking at Gong Xue's eyes in the photo, she could even feel the "love" for the "lens" from her eyes.

Zhu Lin bit her lip, a bit unsure of the relationship between Wei Ming and Gong Xue. To what extent did they develop before? Hug? Kiss? Or...

Zhu Lin suddenly worried that she was the third party. This was unacceptable to her. She could sleep before marriage, but intervening in other people's feelings was immoral.

Wait, why did another beautiful girl pop up here?

Zhu Lin flipped to the back and saw another girl. Oh, it turned out to be a cousin from Sichuan. She really scared herself.

She had already seen Wei Ming's younger sister Xiao Hong in another album. She didn't even need to look at the text notes behind the photo. At a glance, they were biological siblings.

By looking at the album, Zhu Lin had already known all of Wei Ming's relatives, and even all his contacts.

The golden boy and girl held by Wei Ming and Gong Xue should be the dragon and phoenix twins of Wei Ming's cousin Wei Ping'an. That boy Xizi actually participated in *The Herdsman*. He should be the son of the female lead Gong Xue, right?

And it looked like the aunt of Wei Ming's uncle's family had a good relationship with Gong Xue. There was a photo of the two hooking their shoulders.

As she looked, the sound of opening the door came from outside. Zhu Lin hurriedly put the album back in its original place, then stretched and pretended to just wake up. All the acting skills Wei Ming taught were used on him.

"Looks like you slept very soundly?"

"Hmm, why are there so many things?" Zhu Lin saw that Wei Ming's hands were full.

!

"I went into the city and bought some daily necessities, and food," Wei Ming put down the things, "Are you hungry?"

"Then let's try the clothes first!"

For half a day, Wei Ming just went to the unit to check in, and then went into the city to stroll around the Friendship Store.

In order to buy these things, Wei Ming exchanged some foreign exchange coupons again. Although it might affect buying paintings a few days later, in his opinion, buying clothes for Sister Lin was more important.

"This is... pajamas?"

"Yes, you can wear this when you stay overnight in the future, it will be more comfortable."

Zhu Lin touched the thin pajamas and asked: "What material is this, it feels so comfortable?"

Wei Ming: "Silk."

Tea, silk, and porcelain can be called the three major weapons for earning foreign exchange at this time. They sell very well in Friendship Stores and Overseas Chinese Stores. Wei Ming specifically spent a high price to win this set of light green silk pajamas for Sister Lin. She is good, and I am good.

Wei Ming helped Sister Lin take off her clothes and put on silk pajamas. During the period, there was naturally no lack of moving hands and feet, lengthening the time of changing clothes.

Zhu Lin felt a feeling of water flowing from her body. As a Chinese, this was the first time she tried silk products.

"How much does this cost?"

Wei Ming shook his head: "Not important."

It was just Zhu Lin's monthly salary. He believed that Mao Mao Amin and the old man would have news soon.

After Zhu Lin changed her clothes, she saw the Du Leisi and toilet paper Wei Ming bought, as well as imported sanitary napkins.

Although Zhu Lin hadn't reached her physiological period yet, Wei Ming prepared it for her in advance, which made Zhu Lin feel warm in her heart.

Originally, she wanted to live in the unit dormitory tonight, but she decided to sleep for another night. However, she had another question: "Can this silk pajama be washed?"

She still felt that new clothes must be washed before wearing, especially this kind of close-fitting clothing.

Wei Ming: "Yes, but be lighter."

"Hmm, I'll go wash it."

Wei Ming hugged her waist: "Then does sister like it lighter or heavier."

Zhu Lin left a sentence "I like it longer" and ran to the bathroom, so shy.

This night was another night of desperate tossing. Wei Ming bought two boxes, and didn't know if he could persist for a week.

The next day, the radiant Zhu Lin had to go to work. Her bicycle was downstairs, no need for Wei Ming to send her, and the road was a bit far, so she left after eating.

Wei Ming was a bit later. When he went out, he glanced at the mailbox at the door. It seemed there was a letter!

He opened it in a hurry. It was from Old Ghost.

After opening it, the first thing was bad news. *The Terracotta Warrior* was accepted, and they gave 3,000 Hong Kong dollars in manuscript fees, the price increased, but adding the previous Hong Kong dollars was still not enough for the painting.

Immediately after, the old man came with even worse news. He said he was preparing to open a shop, and it was the time to use money, so he thought about borrowing this money from him.

So Wei Ming got nothing except the old man's evaluation of "My grandson is really great."

It wasn't as exciting as Sister Lin praising him for being really great last night.

But wasn't he a security guard? Why did he want to open a shop again? What kind of shop could he open in Hong Kong with his little money? A two-dollar shop?

At such an old age, why does he still want to start a business? He suddenly thought of his experience of starting a film and television company when he was almost fifty in his previous life. Is the characteristic of the Wei family late bloomers?

Wei Ming shook his head. He couldn't count on the old man, and Mao Mao Amin hadn't had news for a long time. It seemed that he was temporarily destined not to have that painting.

Because it had been almost a month, Wei Ming's impulse to buy paintings had also weakened a lot, so he didn't feel too uncomfortable. At most, it was just a little disappointment. He also wanted to let Sister Xue appreciate it when they met next time.

However, there is no way out of the mountains and rivers. When he went out again, he met the postman at the entrance of the residential area. Old Sun immediately said: "That's him, he is Wei Ming of 4-302."

"Comrade Wei Ming, there is a remittance slip for you, from Hong Kong. Please sign for it."

Old Sun silently recorded a note for Wei Ming: Has overseas relations.

Wei Ming's eyes lit up. It was Mao Mao Amin!

I never expected that this little girl would be the most reliable one in the end. Wei Ming took a look at the number on it: 6,000 Hong Kong dollars. There should be some more left tucked inside the letter or the package. Adding this to the Hong Kong dollars he already had left was more than enough, with some to spare!

Wei Ming worked honestly in the morning, and at noon he exchanged all the Hong Kong dollars into foreign exchange coupons, and then ran to Rongbaozhai.

A total of foreign exchange coupons equivalent to 1,800 US dollars, Wei Ming finally got this set of "Leaf Hidden Sound" flower and bird meticulous grass and insect album from Bai Shi's peak period!

There was less than a week left until the time they agreed.

The manager of Rongbaozhai didn't expect Wei Ming to really have this strength. This money was exchanged in the black market for a ten-thousand-yuan household. Now the country's propaganda for ten-thousand-yuan households was very strong, and "ten-thousand-yuan household" had become a new synonym for wealth.

So after introducing how to maintain these paintings, the manager recommended some other famous paintings stored in Rongbaozhai to Wei Ming, and the quality was obviously higher than those in the Friendship Store. Some of them were even collected and kept by them for decades.

Wei Ming looked at them and really liked them. That was Xu Beihong's horse, and there were eight of them!

There was also Zhang Daqian's Dunhuang Flying Apsaras. Although he did great damage to the Dunhuang Grottoes, the value of these artworks was immeasurable.

He felt that what the manager showed him were all future auction prices starting from ten million.

But Wei Ming was indeed short of money now, and couldn't afford it, really couldn't afford it.

However, since he was here, Wei Ming finally bought an inkstone, a She inkstone from She County, Anhui. Although it wasn't an ancient inkstone, the craftsmanship was also very superb, and the shape was also good. He now used a bowl to hold ink when practicing calligraphy, which was too unprofessional.

Walking out of Rongbaozhai, Wei Ming calculated the cash in his hand. Whether it was buying a color TV or a refrigerator, there was still some gap. When could modernization be realized?

He now wanted to buy a color TV more, so that he and Sister Lin could nest on the sofa at home and do it while watching.

After work in the afternoon, Wei Ming went to Sister Lin's unit to pick her up and go home.

After eating, Wei Ming took out the six photo frames and arranged them in a row, inviting Sister Lin to appreciate Baishi's paintings together.

"Wow, you bought it?!"

"Hmm, the manuscript fee for writing songs in Hong Kong arrived, so I took it down." Wei Ming said lightly.

"This is a grasshopper, right? So small." Zhu Lin pinched a gesture.

"Don't be afraid, look at what this is." For this, Wei Ming also prepared a magnifying glass in advance.

These paintings felt ordinary at first glance, but when Zhu Lin used the magnifying glass, she was amazed.

So many details!

"No wonder Bai Shi is so famous. It seems that besides marrying many wives, he is indeed a capable person." Zhu Lin said pointedly. She had heard of the story of the Baishi old man and the Xiehe nurse when he was over 80 years old.

That was already Bai Shi's third wife. This person really couldn't live without women all his life.

Wei Ming smiled: "I'm not very concerned about the lace news of artists. It's better to look at the works."

If you know too much about the real life of those literati, it's easy to affect the mood of looking at the works. Baishi old man is not counted as anything. He just lived too long, so he wore out the previous wives one by one.

After looking at the paintings and washing up, Sister Lin changed into the dried silk pajamas, and Wei Ming took the magnifying glass to the bed.

"Why are you still holding it?" Zhu Lin was strange.

Wei Ming used the magnifying glass to point at Sister Lin's face, and then all the way down. This little thing could be used as a prop for them to increase interest, almost making Sister Lin ashamed to death.

Really a little bad guy! Melinda, this foreign girl, is too much. Originally, a good socialist successor was taught to be like this!

Early the next morning, the phone at home rang again. This time Zhu Lin was in the living room. She didn't give Wei Ming time to react and answered the phone.

However, unfortunately, it wasn't Gong Xue, but an old man's voice.

"Hello, Xiao Ming."

"Please wait a moment, I'll call him." Zhu Lin hurriedly dragged Wei Ming out of bed.

Director Xie Jin on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned. It was the voice of a beautiful woman with a slight Beijing accent, aged over 25 and not exceeding 30.

A director's ears are really sharp, not only can they hear the approximate age, but also whether they are beautiful.

"Hello?"

"Xiao Ming, we are going to kill the scene today. Do you want to come and have a meal together?"

"Good, where is the kill scene?"

"The last scene is at the Capital Airport, it will probably be filmed until the afternoon, and the meal is at the Yanjing Hotel."

"Then I will go to the Capital Airport to watch you film the last scene."

"Good."

And at this time, a plane departing from London, UK, was constantly approaching Yanjing...

(Yesterday's guarantee~)

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