Chapter 13 Honey, stop playing on your phone and play with me instead.

Song Yinxi stretched out her hand, fingertips pointing downwards, striking a pose like a proud little cat.

This reminded Min Xin of the popular line from the movie, "Poor Tom, she manipulated him like a puppet."

Duan Jinchi seemed to have been tamed, obediently extending his hand.

Song Yinxi's pale pink fingertips gently fell into his palm, where they were firmly held by Duan Jinchi's warm hand.

Seeing this, Min Xin immediately said, "President Duan, I'm sorry, I forgot about your wedding for a moment! I just brought Xixi out to relax. Our Xixi has never had a mother since she was little, and her uncle has always spoiled her. Now that you are her husband, you should be more understanding. If she throws a little tantrum, I hope you won't mind. A man who spoils his wife is a truly good man."

Putting everything else aside, let's start by praising him.

In short, we can't let him bully Xixi.

"Don't worry, I'll obey her every word. If she tells me to go east, I'll never go west!" Duan Jinchi said without hesitation.

He doesn't go west; he goes north or south, but never east.

Duan Jinchi's words were so beautiful that Min Xin was almost ready to agree that they should really be together.

Tsk.

man.

I wonder how many people this mouth has deceived.

"We'll head back now, goodnight!" Song Yinxi smiled, "Bye-bye!"

"Bye-Bye!"

The two got into the car, and Song Yinxi's gaze shifted from Duan Jinchi's handsome profile to their clasped hands. "Honey, you seem to really enjoy holding my hand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Jinchi released his grip as if he had been electrocuted.

Song Yinxi's expression instantly fell: "What do you mean? I asked you to comfort me, but you didn't. I went out to clear my head, and you even yelled at me. Now you won't even let me hold your hand... won't let me kiss you, and we won't even sleep in the same room at night... Duan Jinchi, have you changed your mind?"

Even if there was a driver ahead of her, Song Yinxi wasn't afraid.

Pretending to be her husband was something Duan Jinchi brought upon himself.

Covering up the lie was what he was supposed to do.

"You don't love me anymore..."

"They're starting to avoid physical contact..."

"We've only been married for three months..."

"Others experience the seven-year itch, but it's only been three months and they're already starting to feel itchy?"

She became increasingly aggrieved as she spoke, her eyes reddening, but suddenly she raised her right hand: "Do you want to be slapped?"

Duan Jinchi: "..."

Isn't this a bit too much of a contrast? He thought Song Yinxi would say whether she wanted a divorce.

“Honey, we’re both civilized people. Domestic violence is wrong.” Duan Jinchi gently lowered her arm. “I know I was wrong. We’ll sleep together tonight.”

ah?

So you just gave in?

Is Duan Jinchi really that easy to seduce?

What will happen to her innocence?

Deadhead!

Quick, think of an excuse!

"You haven't coaxed me yet!" Song Yinxi said proudly.

"Wife, can you teach me how to coax you..." Duan Jinchi learned this from his father.

"Honey, where the money is, that's where love is," Song Yinxi smiled. "You're a domineering CEO, so a domineering CEO should just give me a black card and let me buy whatever I want!"

"Can."

Never be stingy with your wife, that's what my dad taught me.

Otherwise, my wife will go out and start her own business, and then she'll be busy all the time, and we'll have fewer opportunities to see each other.

When couples spend little time together, their feelings for each other will fade.

For example, right now, his parents only care about work.

Torture him!

"Really?" Song Yinxi approached him with a bright smile, gently stroking his cheek. "Honey, you'll give me a black card..."

Her hands smell so good.

So soft.

It has a gentle, warm feel.

It's not a slap, but it's worse than a slap.

Duan Jinchi turned his gaze to her, his voice lowering involuntarily, "Here's my supplementary card, with no limit."

The Maybach traveled through the night, its interior a play of light and shadow.

Their bodies touched lightly, their eyes locked.

Song Yinxi blinked. She had to admit that men are especially handsome when they are generous.

At this moment, even though Duan Jinchi was her mortal enemy, she could no longer find him pleasing to the eye.

"Honey, when will you give me the supplementary card?"

"I'll give it to you once it's done."

"Looking forward to it!" Song Yinxi gently patted his cheek. "Thank you, honey, mua~"

She sent a kiss from afar.

Duan Jinchi's eyes were glazed over; what year was it...?

Duan Jinchi's eyes were glazed over. What year is it tonight?

He could actually see his nemesis touching and kissing him, even though they didn't actually kiss.

Along the way, Song Yinxi felt that Duan Jinchi was as if he had been bewitched, his whole being was restless, and his mind was filled with all sorts of romantic thoughts.

Under a sky full of stars, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and not long after, Duan Jinchi came out of the bathroom.

He was still wearing his familiar long sleeves and trousers tonight, covering himself up completely, but his ears were bright red.

Song Yinxi leaned against the headboard, puzzled—she hadn't flirted with him tonight, had she?

His ears were as red as a teapot!

"Honey, what are you looking at?"

Duan Jinchi slowly walked towards the bedside.

"Our chat history."

Duan Jinchi: "!!!!"

"That thing... isn't anything special." He swallowed nervously.

She probably already saw the chat history she needed to see.

We're doomed!

Could it be...?

Will they be exposed tonight?

Does she still want the supplementary card?

"Wife~"

Duan Jinchi sat on the edge of the bed and leaned closer to her. "Didn't you want to kiss me? Kiss me then, stop playing on your phone, play with me instead!"

To prevent her from seeing the chat history, I even said things like begging her for a kiss.

For Duan Jinchi, who is known for his innocent and pure nature, this is quite a sacrifice.

"Why is our chat history so short?!" Song Yinxi jokingly complained. "It only goes up to last month. Could it be... I have a new phone?!"

The heavy dark clouds above Duan Jinchi's head instantly dissipated, turning into a bright sun.

Hahaha!

Hahaha!

Heaven is helping me!

Heaven is helping me!

Heaven is determined to make him Song Yinxi's husband!

Unexpectedly...

I never expected that Song Yinxi would have a new phone.

"How could I make such a silly mistake? I didn't even back up my data when I changed phones." Song Yinxi said, casually putting the phone aside and hooking her fingertips around the buttons of his pajamas. "Honey, aren't you hot?"

"hot……"

"It's hot, why are you still wearing long sleeves and pants? Don't you have any summer pajamas at home?" Song Yinxi's eyes sparkled. "Or... are you wary of me? We're married now, but you're still acting like a chaste, virtuous man. Aren't you going to take advantage of me?"

"What does 'not taking advantage' mean? It probably means 'not being obedient'!"

He actually had the mind to correct his word choice?

"You lack internet savvy."

"What do I need to be a social media influencer for? I'm not going to be an internet celebrity!" Duan Jinchi retorted instinctively.

Song Yinxi blinked.

Duan Jinchi forced an awkward smile, and... for a moment forgot that he was now Song Yinxi's husband.

I instinctively snapped at her.

"If you don't take the initiative, it means you're being naughty and will be dealt with~" Song Yinxi said with a bright smile, "Go change your clothes."

"Changing it is too much trouble, can't I just take it off?"

"Okay, take it off..."

Song Yinxi withdrew her hand, but her gaze remained fixed on him.

Like a waiting-for-husband rock.

Duan Jinchi placed his fingers on the buttons. "I really took them off?"

"Take it off, are you still my husband? Stop being so coy!" Song Yinxi's lips curled up.

She just looked at it, openly and honestly.

Anyway...

She doesn't lose out.