Chapter 18 Fortunately, the bathtub is big enough

Song Yichen didn’t turn around until he could no longer see the back of Jian Xi’s car.

What he met was Fang Yinnian's teasing look.

And the cell phone that was still recording the video.

"Are you free?" Song Yichen didn't give him a good look.

After Fang Yinnian backed up the video to the cloud, he smiled and shook his head: "I just didn't expect to see you fall in love in my lifetime. You're so clingy, aren't you afraid that Jian Xi will get tired of you and dump you one day?"

Song Yichen rolled his eyes at him and said, "You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth."

The two were childhood friends, and Fang Yinnian thought he knew Song Yichen very well, but in recent years he had become increasingly unable to see through him.

Especially after a car accident.

"I say, have you really lost your memory?" Fang Yinnian asked.

Song Yichen walked straight into the bar they often went to: "What do you think?"

Fang Yinnian couldn’t say for sure.

At one o'clock in the morning, the nightlife is at its climax. The lights in the bar are flickering, and the pole dancing in the dance floor is becoming more and more exciting, winning cheers from the audience.

Song Yichen looked at his phone for the eighteenth time.

Apart from a few annoying phone calls and WeChat messages from the Song family, there was nothing else.

How could there not be?

Every time the phone screen goes off, he presses it to keep the brightness on at all times.

Fang Yinnian couldn't bear it any longer: "I say, is it really that serious? You haven't even finished a glass of wine since you sat down, but you've been fiddling with your phone. Are you waiting for an important call?"

Of course it is important.

"I'm waiting for my wife to call me home." Song Yichen said as a matter of course.

Fang Yinnian and others: "..."

Showing affection is so fucking annoying!

At two o'clock, Song Yichen still hadn't received a call, and he drank the whole glass of wine in frustration.

"It's getting late. I should go home."

Fang Yinnian thought he was hallucinating: "No, it's only two o'clock. Didn't you always stay at home until dawn?"

Song Yichen: "I'm a married man now, it's different."

God damn it's different.

The others looked at each other, and after drinking enough, they decided to change the scene, so they followed Song Yichen out.

This is a bar street, but there are differences between the bars.

There are gay bars and there are gay bars.

The store opposite Song Yichen and his friends only serves ladies and men are not allowed to enter.

"Fuck!" Fang Yinnian thought he might have drunk too much: "Yichen, look, is that your wife?"

Song Yichen looked in the direction of his finger.

At the door of the bar opposite, Jian Xi was seen wearing a black tube top dress with an irregular lotus leaf shape. One side just covered her hips while the other side was above her knees.

As the evening breeze blows, the two straight long legs sway in a way that makes people unable to take their eyes off them.

Her long black hair is flowing and smooth, reflecting her snow-white skin.

The most important thing is that Jian Xi is accompanied by a male model! Don't ask how I know it's a male model, just look at his sexy appearance and you can tell he's not a serious guy!

"Sister, is this your car? It's so cool. It must feel great to take this car for a ride on the top of the mountain." The male model's eyes almost fell on Jian Xi's supercar.

Just as Jian Xi was about to speak, someone appeared beside her.

"Want to go up the mountain? Why don't you go to heaven? If you want to ride a sports car, buy one yourself. Our car can't pull a dog." Song Yichen was extremely aggressive as soon as he opened his mouth.

After saying that, he put his arm around Jian Xi's waist to assert his sovereignty.

Jian Xi let him do what he wanted and asked with a smile, "Are you done? Why don't you play a little longer?"

Song Yichen smelled of alcohol and looked drunk: "They want to find a girl, but I have a family, so of course I can't mess around with them."

Full of disgust.

Fang Yinnian: “?”

Didn't he just drink one glass? How did he get drunk? Jian Xi was a person with a strong possessiveness, even a bit of a controlling desire. She frowned slightly and glanced at Fang Yinnian and others not far away.

"Well, then don't play with them anymore. They've led you astray."

When had the once arrogant Song family bully ever been controlled like this? But he was not angry, but very happy.

"Wife, let's go home. I haven't seen you for several hours, and I miss you." He drunkenly hugged Jian Xi, acting coquettishly like a loyal servant who has found his master.

Jian Xi had just finished what she needed to do: "Okay, let's go home."

She helped Song Yichen get into the car, fastened his seat belt, and then drove away.

The male model watched his sponsor fly away like that and stomped his feet in anger.

Just as he turned around to go back, he found Fang Yinnian staring at him.

Fang Yinnian hooked his finger: "You, come here."

The male model had also seen the world, and he looked horrified: "Boss, I don't accept male customers."

Fang Yinnian: “…”

Damn! He gritted his teeth and explained: "I'm straight!"

Then he walked over, stuffed a wad of banknotes into the male model's hand, and asked, "What did that woman do in there just now?"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

It seems that Song Yichen is trapped in this. As a childhood friend, he has to help keep an eye on things.

The male model smiled and put the money away: "What else can I do? That young lady is a frequent customer of our store. Of course she comes here to spend money to have fun."

Regular customer?

Buying happiness? Haha.

Fang Yinnian thought of Song Yichen's absent-minded look that night, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

Every thing has its own nemesis.

"Honey, I feel dizzy."

"Wife, I miss you so much."

"Wife..."

As soon as he got out of the car, Song Yichen had been clinging to Jian Xi, and the two words he muttered the most were "wife".

So clingy.

After finally getting the person home, he was 'accidentally' brought into the water when running the bath water.

Fortunately, the bathtub is big enough for two people to take a bath.

"Wife." Seeing a beauty coming out of the bath, coupled with the repeated calls of 'wife', who can resist?

Jian Xi pinched Song Yichen's face and kissed his lips.

The two of them went from the bathroom to the sink and then to the bed.

Finally, when it was daybreak, they both fell asleep.

Jian Xi was woken up by Song Yichen's phone call. She pushed the man who was hugging him and said, "Answer the phone."

Song Yichen didn't want to move: "Well...wife, let's just ignore it."

The ringing continues.

Over and over again.

Very persistent.

Jian Xi was completely awakened by the noise, so she simply took Song Yichen's phone and pressed the speakerphone button.

"Hello?"

It only took three seconds for Jian Xi to go from sleeping to waking up, and her voice had regained clarity and rationality.

"Are you...Jian Xi? Where's Yi Chen? Ask him to answer the phone."

It was Sun Yamei's voice.

Jian Xi kissed Song Yichen on the mouth who was also woken up.

Song Yichen instantly became alert, as if he had been given an injection of chicken blood.

He sat up, continued to hug Jian Xi's body, and kissed her shoulder gently.

"Sister-in-law, is there something wrong?" Song Yichen asked.

"Yichen, Jian Xi fired all my relatives from my mother's side. Are you just going to let her do whatever she wants? After all, we are a family. Also, my dance troupe's payment for this month hasn't arrived yet. Ask the finance department if there's anything wrong there? This kind of thing needs to be handled carefully, otherwise you might end up paying more money next time."

Sun Yamei spoke softly, with a considerate tone.

(End of this chapter)