Mr. Si’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell Off Again

Chapter 29 Chapter 029: Proper Wife Control

Zhou Yishen found one of the most famous hotpot restaurants in Yuncheng.

The decoration style is all in the 1980s, with mist floating in the air, mixed with the unique scent of butter, which makes you appetizing.

The three people sat down in the box. Zhou Yishen's slender fingers slid back and forth on the tablet, asking them from time to time what they wanted to eat. Finally, when ordering the pot, he looked at Si Jinghe uncertainly, "Third brother "Are you sure you don't want Yuanyang Hotpot?"

Si Jinghe frowned slightly, "Could it be that what I'm speaking now is an alien language and you can't understand it?"

Zhou Yishen was stunned. After choosing the butter for the pot, he glanced at Si Jinghe and decided to choose heavy spicy and heavy spicy!

 When everything was ready, he smiled mischievously and hummed a tune proudly.

Si Jinghe narrowed his eyes and could tell at a glance that this boy was harboring evil thoughts. What did he want to do?

Soon, the waiter brought the shabu-shabu dishes and the bottom of the pot. As soon as the fire was turned on, the numb and spicy smell spread in the private room...

Even people like Wen Wan and Zhou Yishen who can eat spicy food couldn't help but sneeze.

Si Jinghe, on the other hand, was able to remain calm and even cooked the fat beef roll.

 The first bite was placed in Wen Wan’s bowl.

Wen Wan subconsciously pursed her lips and said thank you. Then she rolled the fat beef in sesame oil and ate it happily.

Doctor Zhou retaliated by picking up a large piece of fat beef roll, and as he rinsed it, he sighed, "I married a wife and forgot about my brothers. Sure enough, the ancients did not deceive me."

“I haven’t even caught the girl yet, but I’m so attentive. If we really get together in the future, wouldn’t that mean we have strict wife control?”

Wen Wan could not help but think of the scene of Si Jinghe being held by his wife's ears, and he was obeying her words...

 “Cough…cough!”

She accidentally choked on the spicy oil and coughed until her face turned red.

Si Jinghe took out a tissue and handed it to Wen Wan, then quickly poured a glass of iced plum juice, patting her on the back and watching her drink it.

 After a while, Wen Wan finally recovered.

She said thank you politely, raised her head, and glanced at Zhou Yishen with cold, watery eyes. "Mr. Zhou, I really don't like you discussing me with others."

 “Especially, in this way.”

Zhou Yishen felt that Wen Wan was cold and even a little unhuman.

He curled his lips and said, "You girl, you really turned your back on me. I just took a picture of you, and now you are so cold to me!"

This look of burning bridges across a river seems familiar...

Zhou Yishen looked at the man sitting opposite, eating in a very orderly manner, and whispered in his heart: He is indeed the person that the third brother has taken a liking to, and it’s not like he doesn’t belong to the same family!

Si Jinghe rinsed Wen Wan's belly again, with a fond smile on his lips, "Don't pay attention to him, he is used to being with us men, so he speaks without thinking, and he doesn't mean to offend you. ”

“I’m not in a good mood, don’t mind.”

Wen Wan was not someone who would hold on to things. The reason why she showed displeasure was actually because Zhou Yishen kept putting her and Si Jinghe together.

She knew very well that she and Si Jinghe were not the same people. Even if they met occasionally, they were destined to have no future.

So, why let Si Jinghe misunderstand and waste time on yourself?

 A few people tacitly put aside this topic and started talking and laughing again.

As late at night approached, the three of them finally had enough to eat and drink and drove away.

 (End of this chapter)