Ji Shixu's eyes were so deep that he shot at him with cold air: "My wife."

"But you didn't communicate before, and the beauty said she didn't know each other..." The male singer looked puzzled, then waved his hand and smiled, and nodded in a sudden realization: "Oh, I understand, I understand, husband and wife's interest." He gave Song Ranran a thumbs up: "The beauty really has an idea!"

Song Ranran was so embarrassed that she pulled her head into Ji Shixue's arms.

On the way back to the villa, Song Ranran kept holding her chin and looking at the street scene outside the window, secretly turning her head from time to time to look at the season of driving in front of her. When he looked back, he hurried back and pretended to be attracted by the cartoon stickers by the car window.

Gradually, he became stunned.

When he drove into the garage, Ji Shixue got off the car and came around the front of the car. Song Ranran was still staring at the sticker blankly.

Ji Shixu untied her seat belt and took her out of the car: "What are you thinking?"

She hesitated for a few seconds and grabbed his sleeve: "What did that Asian lady tell you in the bar just now?"

"Um..." Ji Shixu was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking: "Who? I have no impression."

"It's the young lady who almost fell in front of you. She didn't say she wanted to thank you for your finger." Song Ranran added in a low voice: "There is also the young lady with a good figure in front of the stage."

"I didn't hear anything she said. I only have one sentence for anyone who comes to me," Ji Shixu's expression was plain: "I have a wife, don't disturb me."

Song Ranran: “…”

She shook her mind for a second, quickly reacted, pursed her lips and smiled, happily holding Ji Shixue's arm to open the door.

"But..." Ji Shixue said again: "I see you and that singer, and you seem to have a very happy chat."

He lowered his eyes and stared at her: "Is this the meaning of husband and wife's interest?"

Song Ranran was hoarse for a long time, blinked her head, looked up the key and opened the door, and said vaguely: "It's meaningless. I don't know them. I've always been drinking alone."

Ji Shixue said low and said nothing.

The two entered the door and changed their shoes in the entrance.

When he bent down, a small card fell from Song Ranran's pocket.

Song Ranran picked it up, and the card was printed with photos of two shirtless and muscular men. He looked up and found a string of Italian. In order to avoid foreign friends not being able to understand it, he also thoughtfully wrote down English, Korean and Chinese translations below.

——Call me and give you the gentlest comfort.

Two phone numbers are attached.

Song Ranran: “…”

Ji Shixu stared at the small card in her hand and said nothing.

She laughed dryly and threw the card into the garbage can next to her: "I really didn't expect that there was such an advertisement here, but it was translated into multiple languages, and the target customer range was really large."

Ji Shixu was silent and still didn't say anything.

Song Ranran quietly changed her shoes and whispered: "I went to take a shower. I'm a little tired today. Let's go to bed early."

After saying that, he ran upstairs.

As soon as I stepped on the first stairs, I was picked up by the waist.
Chapter completed!