Mr. Song, I'm here to get a bag.

"No need, this is nothing." Song Lin effortlessly carried the bag.

Then I'll give you the money A." Shen Yian looked at the money on the list.

"I'm not at the point where I need to split grocery bills with my wife."

Song Lin very naturally said the word "wife," and both of them were a little surprised at once.

He turned around and coughed lightly: "Could you help me unlock the car? I have something in my hands that's inconvenient."

Shen Yian's cheeks flushed slightly, and he nodded vigorously. "Good, good. Where are the car keys?"

"The pocket of the clothes."

"Oh oh."

Shen Yian reached into the pocket of the clothes she had given Song Lin, but her phone was in the way of the keys, forcing her to fumble around inside.

"Shen Yian, was that intentional?" Song Lin pondered.

Shen Yian lowered her head and found her hand pressed tightly against Song Lin's lower abdomen through her pocket. She said, "How come you're so hard?"

"No! There's nothing to touch!" She cleared her throat and defended herself.

"...." Song Lin was startled.

"Let's go, let's go."

Shen Yian hurried to open the car door.

Song Lin raised an eyebrow, very good, isn't this quite eloquent?

After getting on the bus, Shen Yian felt that the atmosphere inside was a bit too quiet.

"Mr. Song, could you please play some music?"

"Hmm."

Song Lin nodded and pressed the play button.

Come on, enjoy yourself! Come on!

Suddenly, the car was filled with seductive women's voices, and they were DJ versions.

It gives one a feeling of neither wanting to move nor not wanting to move.

Shen Yian cautiously looked at Song Lin. She thought Song Lin would listen to some light music or something, but she didn't expect him to have this hobby.

It's not bad, just...just... she sings really well.

Here, Song Lin's face turned black.

The car isn't his, and he doesn't listen to any music. Who knows what his subordinates listen to?

"Cut it out," he said coldly.

"Okay."

Shen Yi'an smiled slightly and cut the song.

"Come on! Have fun!" This time it's a funny tough guy version.

Before he could sing the second line, Shen Yian quickly switched to a different song.

"Brother, come on~ Let's have fun!" Green Tea live broadcast version

Oh, this is just...

...isn't it just different versions of the same song?

Song Lin gave up: "Close it, just use Bluetooth yourself."

This kid won't be getting any bonus this month!

Shen Yian turned his head and snickered, "Well, it's not really anything special. The song is actually pretty good, quite... uplifting."

Song Lin stole a glance at her as the red light turned: "Amusing?"

Shen Yi'an chuckled softly. "Sorry."

Then she lowered her head and started pairing the Bluetooth, but she was stunned again.

Song Lin asked, "Which one?"

Shen Yian raised his phone: "No, it's easy to find. Come on, live it up."

Song Lin: "..."

Shen Yi'an: "...."

I got home before I could finish listening to this song.

As soon as the car stopped, Shen Yi'an quickly got out and hurried to press the elevator button with a light shopping bag in hand.

Just now Song Lin's face was terrifying, like he was going to eat someone.

However, the song and Song Lin do have a good sense of contrast.

"Let's go." Song Lin went into the elevator with a black face.

Shen Yi'an followed him into the elevator. They stood in silence, looking at each other.

Back at the house, Song Lin put his things in the kitchen and then went gloomily to his study.

"I'm going to take care of something. Call me if you need anything."

"Okay."

Shen Yian dared not offend him again.

(Editor in charge：romance novels young adults)