My girlfriend is from the future!

He Tianran looked at Wen Liang with a serious expression on his face, but he hung the painting back in his hands as if he was holding a hot potato, and suddenly he laughed.

"why are you laughing?!"

This sudden laughter made Wen Liang feel as if someone had poked a tingling sensation, and he immediately responded with a question.

"Nothing, I can't laugh?"

"No! Your smile is so ugly, it makes me upset!"

"It's better to make you upset than to keep you calm. It means I should be an interesting man. I think it's better for us to keep the card."

"How dare you! If you dare to move, I will slap you to death!"

"Don't dare to move~"

The way the two talked and the natural emotions they revealed made the audience in front of the screen realize that the two were really familiar with each other in private.

After all, in previous programs, Wen Liang always maintained a sense of alienation, being warm on the outside but cold on the inside when interacting with other guests. She was active in doing her tasks and answered questions at the right time, but she always subtly shifted the focus when the topic deepened. She would even refuse ruthlessly when faced with something she really didn't want to do, thus creating some embarrassing scenes of "low EQ".

Wen Liang's image in this program is just like that of a hard-working cow in the workplace. If you ask her to do something, she will definitely do it. No matter whether the effect is good or not, she has tried her best. But if you ask her to work overtime or accompany her boss to social events, she will definitely refuse. Nothing can stop her from coming to work on time and leaving work on time. It feels like she comes to the show just to work. If she wants to act out some heartfelt interactions, that is a different price.

It is normal for this kind of thing to happen to young people, but this is a reality show after all, and the audience is examining these celebrity guests with a magnifying glass. There are certainly audiences who like their true nature, but more people often just want to see what they want to see, rather than seeing another person like themselves, because this kind of daily routine happens to them every day.

A little closer than scripted film and television programs, but a little further than boring life, this is the positioning of reality shows.

The situation that happened to Wen Liang, until the appearance of He Tianran today, made the entire program crew and even the audience who watched the show in the future clearly aware of the chemical reaction and sense of drama that erupted between the two.

Apart from the fact that the two of them were already acquaintances in private, there was more attraction caused by their identities.

One is a famous rich young man in Hong Kong circle and a talented young director, and the other is a popular young actress who has risen rapidly in recent years and has personality, good looks and acting skills. Not to mention the frequent rumors about the two recently, the latter was rediscovered by the former and made famous by him at the cost of a lot of money. Now this young man who rarely appears in public has actually participated in his own variety show, which was originally under the banner of a dating variety show, but later changed its style under pressure, and partnered with Wen Liang in the first episode...

It is conceivable that when this episode is actually broadcast, even the dogs on the street will not believe you if you say that nothing happened between these two people.

The photographer's camera followed the backs of the two people as they walked up the spiral staircase. The wooden handrails were polished smooth and made a slight squeak when they stepped on them.

There were many rooms on both sides of the corridor on the second floor. He Tianran opened one of the doors at random, and various wardrobes and hanging clothes came into view. There was also a sewing machine and a tailor's table in front of the window, with a tape measure on it.

"Is this the cloakroom?"

Girls' liking for such places is like boys' liking for an e-sports room. Even though the clothes are not their own and the production team has a limited budget and cannot possibly have any famous brands, Wen Liang still looks at the styles of the clothes with great interest, as if she wants to get to know the taste of the owner of the mansion.

He Tianran naturally had no interest in clothes. He walked to the tailor's table, picked up the tape measure and swung it childishly a few times, then glanced around the room. He found Wen Liang, who was concentrating on choosing in the wardrobe, very interesting, so he asked:

"Are there only clothes in this room? Are there any other clues?"

"Yes~"

Wen Liang, who was leaning in the closet, responded in a muffled voice. With the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, she took out two brown leather jackets, one on the left and one on the right.

"Every style of clothing here has two identical pieces! The colors are the same, but the styles are one large and one small."

"That should be the program crew's deliberate design. If they wanted to make up the numbers, they wouldn't have deliberately placed them in pairs...Did you find anything else?"

After discovering this information, He Tianran summarized it as he walked. Wen Liang pointed to the closet and said, "There is also a password box."

He Tianran looked over and saw that there was indeed a small password box on the upper layer of the closet, with a line of electronic green text continuously floating on it:

Male W+Female W+(Female B+Female H-Male H)

"This is……"

He Tianran didn't react for a moment, he just thought these letters looked familiar, but Wen Liang beside him reacted quickly and suddenly told the meaning of each letter:
"These are the three measurements. W is the waist, B is the chest, and H is the hip. This formula allows us to fill in the three measurements and then get the password."

"Ah... this is... reasonable..."

He Tianran felt panic for no reason. He deliberately hung the tape measure in his hand around his neck, using the action to cover up the corners of his mouth that were a little bit uncontrollable, and pretended to be calm and analyzed:

"Whose measurements should we fill in? The owner of the mansion and his lover? These clothes are exactly the same, but one is large and the other is small. They feel like couple's clothes. If the large piece is for men and the small piece is for women, then using a tape measure, can we infer their measurements?"

Wen Liang did not notice the man's expression of trying to cover up something. After all, intuitively speaking, this should be the correct solution. However, the girl, who had common sense about clothing, still shook her head and said:
"If you measure like this, the error will be huge. Besides, these clothes are ready-made clothes that can be bought on the market. The specifications and sizes are all uniform. At most, you can only measure a person's approximate body shape. It is impossible to measure the accurate measurements."

"Then..." He Tianran paused for two seconds and asked mischievously, "It won't be ours, right?"

Wen Liang was stunned. When He Tianran's face was reflected in her eyes, she chuckled, "Heh~", as if she saw through the man's thoughts. She nodded and stretched out her hand.

"Okay, try ours. Give me the tape measure."

"Ah? How about I measure it for you first?"

Without any extra words, Wen Liang took the tape measure hanging around He Tianran's neck and imitated his previous casual manner, constantly drawing circles in the air, and then asked back:
"I know my measurements, do you know yours?"

For an artist, measurements are not considered private data, because they are usually required for appearances and clothing, so they must be used in makeup preparation.

"Oh..." Well, knowing that his expectations were in vain, He Tianran felt a little self-pitying, "Go out and find ten men now. If there is one man who knows my measurements, I will eat shit, okay!"

There is nothing wrong with what He Tianran said. Unless it is really needed, no man would remember these things. Besides, even if you test it this year, it may not be accurate next year.

"Tsk, I just can't stand the way you eat and drink for free~Open your hands!" Wen Liang held the tape measure with his hands on his waist and gave an order. He Tianran had no choice but to raise his arms obediently.

The graceful figure approached, the fragrant breeze blew on his face, the other person's face was so close that the man subconsciously raised his head and stared at the ceiling.

Feeling the touch from the tip of his finger, he pulled the tape measure open and asked:

"The measurements don't include arm span, right?"

"I'm just curious, so what? Just test it. Stand like a wall. Come on, hold this side by yourself. I can't reach the other end."

He Tianran pinched one end of the tape measure with his two fingers, and Wen Liang pulled the other end to the fingertips of his left hand, and said in surprise:
"Oh, your arm span is 196, the proportions are good."

"Yeah, with my arm span, I can hug three people like you. It's a waste to play basketball...hiss~"

Just when the man was feeling elated and boasting about himself, he suddenly felt a pain in his ribs and instantly grimaced.

Wen Liang just heard him talking nonsense, and she twisted his ribs hard when he raised his arm. She was embarrassed and annoyed, but with the camera next to her, she felt it was not decent to curse back, so she could only make some movements to show her response.

In fact, if it were a male guest from previous episodes, facing such teasing words, Wen Liang would have retorted with something like "Don't lower your head" a long time ago.

But who could blame him? He Tianran. Wen Liang was now more or less an experienced artist. She would subconsciously take He Tianran's screen image into consideration. So when they were interacting in front of the camera, she tried her best to act like they were just playing around with each other, but it was a little awkward.

As the saying goes, those who are involved are often confused, while those who are not involved can see things more clearly. This kind of unconscious maintenance can help people capture something deeper.

To someone who doesn't like you, this kind of words is just teasing, but to someone who likes you, it's a kind of interest. In the eyes of others, the way Wen Liang handled the situation at this time was very much like the latter.

He Tianran, who had just been punished, became much more obedient. He felt Wen Liang pass the tape measure through his armpit and then take it from one end. This action, which looked like they were going to hug each other in the next second, made his throat move.

There was silence at this moment. Without the man's embarrassing words, Wen Liang felt even more panicked. As soon as she raised her eyes, their eyes met for a moment, just a fist away, and then quickly separated.

"Chest circumference 99..."

After giving a number, Wen Liang loosened his grip and the tape measure naturally fell onto the man's waist.

"I feel... a little weird. Do you find it okay?"

He Tianran found a sentence to say.

Wen Liang paused, "What's strange?"

"It's just... the relationship between the mansion owner and his lover. I always feel a little... I can't explain it. From what I know about the rules of the mansion, the description behind the painting, and this cloakroom with two sets of all clothes... Would you buy two sets of all clothes?"

"I was quite surprised at first, but then you said it was a couple's outfit, and I could understand it."

"Ah? What do you say?"

"Waistline 77, not bad. It seems that the weight gained during the filming has been lost. Keep it up..."

Wen Liang did not answer directly. The tape measure loosened again and fell on the man's buttocks. She walked to the right thigh of the man and closed the tape measure before continuing:
"Because I like her, what else can I say? I think the owner of this place must love his lover very much, otherwise he wouldn't have prepared so many matching clothes, and even detailed the measurements... Hips circumference 98, not bad~ Tsk tsk tsk, wide chest, narrow waist, and perky hips!"

She took back the tape measure and walked back to the closet, as if calculating the numbers in the password. He Tianran did have some clues, but he still didn't understand it, so he asked:
"I can tell you love me, it's obvious, but I still think that wearing the same clothes and even going down to the measurements is a little... weird."

"What's weird about it?" Wen Liang turned his head away. "You guys are really careless. Love is in the details. This detail is so good, but you call it 'weird'. I really admire you, a straight man!"

He Tianran was confused by what he said. I'm just pushing the plot to you, and you say I'm a straight man. Are we still on the same page?
Shaking his head helplessly, the man fixed his eyes on the password box.

"Try entering 221."

Wen Liang gave the answer after some mental calculation.

"Uh hehe~"

He Tianran chuckled twice and entered the numbers as he was told. After pressing the confirm button, he heard the password box beep and alert him of an error.

"Then...hiss...how about trying 219?"

"beep--"

He Tianran entered the number again, but the error persisted. He could hear Wen Liang's self-doubting, barely audible muttering:
"That's not right. Did I calculate it wrong? This is either 221 or 219... It's impossible. It's correct..."

"I think... this person... sometimes he shouldn't be too confident in himself."

He Tianran said something inexplicably at this time, and then, under Wen Liang's puzzled gaze, he entered the word "216" on the password box. Then, with a "ding" sound, the door of the password box automatically popped open.

Wen Liang's pupils instantly dilated, and without even glancing at the things in the cabinet, he asked, "How did you do that?!"

He Tianran spread his hands and said, "I'll just give it a try. Who knows if it will really work?"

"I... where did the missing 5 centimeters go?" Wen Liang spoke without thinking, and as she spoke she realized a very important question, "No... I'm the only one who knows my measurements, how could you have figured it out?"

The man looked like he was asking for a beating, and said with a playful smile: "You've already said it, love is in the details, and that detail is five centimeters less. Just treat these five centimeters as the speed of falling cherry blossoms, and go with the wind. How romantic, how nice~"

"I...you...you are looking for death--!!!"

Wen Liang blushed with shame, gnashed his teeth with anger, and directly wrapped his two white arms around He Tianran, locked his neck, and made the man beg for mercy again and again. (End of this chapter)