Chapter 10

With his own new home, Song Weiwei is in a good mood, and he doesn't have the trouble of being framed or framed at all.

Pushing open the door, the room was dark, she touched the switch on the wall but couldn't find it, raised her voice and asked Pei Yibai who was behind her: "Isn't the switch of this house at the door?"

Pei Yibai was startled, but quickly realized, "Yes."

"Oh, where is it? I'll look for it with my phone."

After a while, the lights were turned on, and there was a set of simple monochrome sofas in the living room. The space was not too big, but the decoration was generous.

"I want to take a good look at my new home, and I will leave the luggage to you!"

Song Weiyi said nothing, and ran away happily.

The pink suitcase in his hand was a bit hot. Pei Yibai really didn't see the slightest distance from the little wife to this bad environment from the road up to now, and he was a little speechless. Still visiting?

He pulled the suitcase to the bedroom, a big bed, a wardrobe, and a desk.

"The environment is really nice. You can see the other side of the Qinghe River. It's great." At the door, Song Weiyi's extremely excited voice reached Pei Yibai's eardrums.

He casually put the suitcase aside, and glanced at his little wife, "Don't you think it's very small?"

The little guy shook his head vigorously. "No, it's just right for us to live in. It's hard to take care of the house when it's big. How inconvenient it is!"

As she said, she patted her right hand and then her left hand. She is an inspirational model of being a good woman, and she will definitely clean up the house very seriously!

Taking a closer look at the big bed opposite, the house was meticulously tidied up, and even the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, which was really surprising.

Did she know that Fu Xiuyan, the eldest brother in the family, didn't have this habit, and because of his notorious disorder, he was secretly mentioned by the servants at home.

Hey, she is really amazing. After picking up such a treasure, Song Weiyi is even happier.

As for the overly flat bed...

Song Weiyi was a little dazed, she was going to sleep on it tonight? Will something happen?

Some expectations, more shyness.

Although she felt that the progress was too fast, she didn't reject it at all, her husband chose well, so what's there to reject!

"Didn't you not eat just now? What do you want to eat?" Pei Yibai didn't pay attention to Song Weiyi's little abacus, and glanced at the lowered suitcase, after all, he didn't continue.

It is really lack of the muscle to pack clothes.

When Song Weiyi heard his words, his expression jumped again. "Do you cook? Do you know how to cook? My God, it's too heaven-defying!"

When she looked at him, her eyes were almost bubbling.

Pei Yibai's face was full of black lines, this point of admiration is too much. "No, order takeaway."

Song Weiyi let out an oh, but she wasn't disappointed either.

As a man, it's normal not to know how to cook. My husband is already so perfect, so I can't ask for too much. She can easily satisfy her.

"Then let me cook for you. My cooking skills are really good." The little woman said here, quite complacent, and he must know that he is not at a loss for marrying himself as a wife.

The corner of Pei Yibai's mouth was raised, and he walked towards Song Weiyi, his black shadow was cast on the ground, and Song Weiyi, who was standing next to her, instantly felt much shorter.

"Silly, why are you cooking so late?" He took her hand and walked to the living room.

Half an hour later, the takeaway arrived, with potatoes, roasted pork, and vegetarian stir-fried vegetables.

"It smells so good, I'm really hungry." Song Weiwei took a breath and looked at the takeaway box expectantly.

She started running around at noon, she had no appetite for lunch, and she had no chance to eat dinner, so she was really hungry now.

In addition, she is in a good mood, and everything tastes delicious. The two simple dishes have become delicacies from mountains and seas. Even Pei Yibai's appetite has improved a lot because of her.

"I'll clean up the rubbish, you go take a shower." After the meal, Song Weiyi offered this request.

She simply tidied up the house, and sat on the sofa with a different sense of belonging. This will be her future home!

Song Weiyi listened to the sound of dripping water in the bathroom, his little heart was like thunder beating a drum, what will happen in a while? Will he be the same as the TV show, Bidong himself?

Oops, just thinking about it makes me shy, Song Weiyi, your brain is full of paint!

"What are you thinking? Your face is so red?" The bathroom door clanged open, and Pei Yibai, whose hair was still dripping, came out in his pajamas.

Song Weiyi was about to enter the world, but was taken aback by his plan.

"Ah, why did you finish washing so quickly? There was no movement at all." Song Weiyi patted his chest, but his eyes couldn't help but raise his eyes, and there was a scent of shower gel in the air.

Under the light, Pei Yibai got closer and closer, especially when he just got out of the bath, he was so sexy.

"Still still? Didn't you hear?" Pei Yibai looked at her in surprise.

The sound insulation effect of the house is not very good, Song Weiyi reacted and stammered and nodded. "Listen... I heard it."

"Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?" As she spoke, she lifted her hand and landed on her forehead.

It was a little hot, but there was no fever.

Song Weiyi blushed even more suspiciously, and pushed his hand away. "No, it's just a little hot, I'm going to take a shower."

Before he could answer, he hurried into the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, in this small house, the bathroom is quite big, there is a bathtub, and a large mirror is embedded on the wall.

Song Weiyi stood in front of the mirror and looked at her face and figure. She seemed to be doing okay. Don't worry, she should have confidence in herself!

In order to have a good start, Song Weiyi washed his hair, took a bath, and made himself smell good.

However, when she was about to put on her own clothes, she looked around and found that she was so anxious to avoid Pei Yibai that she forgot about her clothes!

At this moment, Song Weiyi wanted to cry but had no tears.

Quietly opened the door a crack, Song Weiyi didn't see anyone in the living room, so he was in the room?

At this moment, I suddenly felt that the house was too small. If she went out quietly to get clothes, she would be bumped into.

Song Weiyi stood at the door and hesitated for a while, but was soon persuaded by the confidence in his heart.

It's not a wild man, it's your husband, why are you so embarrassed?

You will sleep in the same bed for a while, and you will have a baby monkey in the future, making you hypocritical and hypocritical!

"Hey, Pei...Pei Yibai."

The man in the room came out, and at the door of the bathroom, he saw a head protruding from it, his face was red and tender from the steam.

"I haven't taken my clothes, so help me." After finishing speaking, he retracted his head quickly, leaning against the door panel, panting.