Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

After hanging up the phone, Su Chen leaned against the car and laughed softly.

Xuanqing was standing aside, looking at the person with pink bubbles coming out of his eyes, his face full of surprise. How could this master who had just torn apart a fierce ghost with his bare hands and was so imposing suddenly become love-brained?

"Master, you already have a girlfriend. I'm really envious of you. She's willing to pick you up at this late hour."

Su Chen emphasized seriously: "That's right, but you are wrong, fellow Daoist, she is not my girlfriend, she is my wife, this is a wedding ring, I can see that you don't have it."

"Oh, you don't understand. The happiness after having a wife, someone who worries about you when you're away from home, gives you pocket money, and acts like a spoiled child, it's just heart-melting, it's so wonderful."

"It's so soft to hold and sleep in my arms. It's so comfortable. She likes to give me gifts when she has nothing to do. I can't refuse it. This car is also a gift from my wife. I really can't do anything about her."

[… Damn, I'm jealous too. What's going on? Other people's wives worry when they go out to catch ghosts, but my wife never worries when she goes out to pick me up late at night.]

[Alas, comparison is the thief of joy. If you had the ability of a Taoist priest, many women would treat you well. It's a pity that losers don't deserve love.]

[By the way, are you guys getting off topic? Let's see who wins today so I can decide who to support in the future.]

[The above person's eyesight is not very good, so they can't see it clearly. It's obvious that the Taoist priest is more powerful than the master. From now on, just pay attention to the Taoist priest. He is not pretentious at all and just gets down to business.]

Xuanqing felt so upset that his heart was about to bubble up, and he said unhappily.

"Fellow Daoist, I didn't expect you to be like this. This car looks like a luxury car, but we don't make that much money in this business, so we can't afford this car."

"You're not... a gigolo, are you?"

Su Chen thought about it and nodded frankly: "Yes, my wife is better at making money. I am not as good as her in this aspect. What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist? What's wrong with being a gigolo? That also requires capital."

Xuanqing rolled his eyes. A gigolo just serves an old woman. What capital does he need? A young body is indeed capital.

He raised his hand and touched his face, thinking that he was not bad looking, so he might as well give it a try later. It seemed that being a gigolo was not as bad as he thought.

Soon, dozens of luxury cars stopped.

Dozens of men in black came down from above and stood on both sides. They bowed and said respectfully, "Sir, the lady is waiting for you in the car. We can just drive your car back. Please come this way."

Su Chen nodded, handed him the car keys, and waved: "Daoyou, I will go back to my wife first. If you have such an adventure next time, you can contact me at any time."

Xuanqing raised his hand and waved, his movements somewhat stiffly.

[Damn, this is such a grand display! So cool! It's just a shame I didn't see the license plate. Otherwise, I could have checked the Taoist priest's wife's status. Doesn't she need more gigolos?]

[Ugh, your abacus beads are about to fall on my face. You're trying to steal a woman from a Taoist priest. I think you're tired of living. Aren't you afraid of being torn apart by a ghost?]

[…Damn, I’m really scared when you say that.]

[Hey, Master, what are you doing? You look so melancholy. Is he numb from the shock? Haha, I'm dying of laughter.]

Xuan Qing sighed and said helplessly, "Let's go. It's time for us to go back. Be more respectful to the Taoist priest from now on. His Taoism is much more advanced than mine. We can't offend him."

The assistant nodded, put the camera away, put it in the car, and the two drove back.

*

The privacy panel on the back seat was lowered, and Qin Wushuang sat on his thighs. Her lips were a little red and swollen, her body leaned softly in his arms, and she stared at him with watery eyes. Both of them were a little out of control.

Su Chen restrained himself and just kissed her to his heart's content, his voice a little hoarse: "Wife, why are you back?"

"Huhu, the cooperation with the United States went smoothly, so I came back early. What, you don't want me to come back?"

"How could that be? Honey, I miss you. Feel it."

Qin Wushuang felt something was wrong, raised his fist and pounded it, his voice very charming: "Calm down, go home and then..., it's not convenient here."

Su Chen sighed and said helplessly: "Well, I know, just be honest and don't tease me. Men can't stand teasing the most. Be good."