Spending Every Day of the Rest of My Life with You

Double male leads!!!! Sweet pampering!!!!

A bit naive, but I'll try my best!!

Time waits for no one, but time will stop for those who have intentions.

From the year I met you ...

Chapter 19 Spend 19

Chapter 19 Spend 19

Tang Ximian's painting finally won the special prize in the competition, and he was very excited about the news.

Zhang Zixuan, who had plagiarized his work and tried to destroy his creation, finally received the punishment he deserved, which cleared away the haze in Tang Ximian's heart.

He decided to celebrate the good news with Si Yankai, and also invite a few friends to have a meal together and relax.

Just as they were about to leave, Tang Ximian's cell phone rang.

It was his cheerful uncle, Ye Shuyun, who traveled extensively. Ye Shuyun had just returned from China and was at the airport, wanting Tang Ximian to pick him up.

When Tang Ximian heard this, he immediately agreed. He turned to Si Yankai and said, "My uncle is back, I have to go pick him up first. You happen to be familiar with him, so why don't you go together!"

Si Yankai smiled and nodded: "Okay, I haven't seen your uncle for a long time. You can pick him up and have dinner with you. They are already having fun, and your uncle should be happy to join in."

The two quickly got into the car, Tang Ximian drove and Si Yankai sat in the passenger seat.

There was relaxing music playing in the car. Tang Ximian was in a good mood. He chatted with Si Yankai from time to time and joked about each other's embarrassing childhood memories.

Si Yankai smiled without saying anything, just nodded in agreement, and the car was filled with laughter.

Arriving at the airport, they spotted Ye Shuyun from a distance. He was dressed in casual clothes, wearing sunglasses, pushing a luggage cart, and looking around. He didn't look like a man in his early thirties at all.

Tang Ximian waved at him and shouted, "Uncle! This way!"

When Ye Shuyun heard the voice, she immediately smiled brightly, walked over quickly, hugged Tang Ximian, and patted his shoulder: "Oh, our Xiaomian has grown taller again, almost taller than his uncle."

Tang Ximian responded with a smile: "Of course, uncle, welcome back."

Ye Shuyun turned to Si Yankai again and said with a smile: "Hey, isn't this little Si? You're getting more and more handsome! How is it? Did you bully our little Mian?"

Si Yankai took the luggage from his hand and said, "Uncle Ye, what you said is true. He even dares to bully me now. How dare I bully him? It's good enough that he doesn't bully me."

The three of them laughed heartily, and the atmosphere was relaxed and cheerful.

As Ye Shuyun got into the car, she said, "Let's go, let's go. I heard Xiaomian's painting won a prize. We have to celebrate tonight! It's my treat!"

Tang Ximian heard this as he sat in the driver's seat. He turned around and looked at his uncle, "Uncle, maybe we'll have to treat you next time. We originally planned to have hot pot with some friends at our house. They're already there. Would you like to join us?"

"Okay, it's Mo Ziyan and the others, right?"

"Yes, it's them."

"Okay, I still remember that kid Mu Jiu stole a bottle of good wine from me last time. I have to teach him a lesson this time."

The car drove out of the airport, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the road, and the three of them chatted and laughed all the way and soon arrived home.

As I opened the door, a rich aroma of hot pot hit me.

In the living room, Mu Jiu and Mo Ziyan sat cross-legged on the carpet, concentrating on playing the game console, their fingers dancing rapidly on the keys, while Le Yaqi excitedly gave orders on the sofa.

The restaurant's tables were filled with a variety of hot pot ingredients, including fresh beef slices, tender tofu, green vegetables, various meatballs and seafood. The variety was dazzling and mouth-watering.

"We're back!" Tang Ximian shouted with a smile, his voice filled with unconcealable excitement.

Mu Jiu raised his head and greeted with a smile: "Hey, the great artist is back! Congratulations!"

Mo Ziyan also stood up and patted Tang Ximian on the shoulder: "Congratulations!"

Le Yaqi turned around, lay on the sofa, and blinked: "Uncle Lin, Mianmian, cousin, you are finally back. We are starving and have been waiting for you to start the meal!"