"Speak well, but you may not be able to listen, so why is it necessary?" Pei Yibai asked back.
Song Weiyi, who was left speechless by his question, felt that his breathing became difficult, and Pei Yibai who was approaching sucked up most of the air around him.
This vile man, she could hardly breathe, and Song Weiyi felt aggrieved.
"You are the only one in the world, Song Weiyi. Do you think that it is so easy to be replaced by a person's existence? And how easy is it to accept a person? If this is true, we will definitely not have the chance to meet, let alone Don't talk about marriage."
Pei Yibai's chest heaved violently, probably in direct proportion to his emotions.
The low air pressure around made Song Weiyi even more unable to breathe, so she became a sinner instead? Everything you do is in vain?
"I, Pei Yibai, will only have you, Song Weiyi, as my only wife in my life. How can you be willing to believe such words?" He grabbed her chin tightly, forcing Song Weiyi to meet his eyes.
On that cold face, the eyes were motionless, dark and deep, as if to force him to give an answer.
Song Weiyi's throat seemed to be blocked with a ball of cotton, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Pei Yibai, we are not suitable...uh..." Halfway through the words, Song Weiyi's lips were suddenly blocked by him.
Her eyes widened, apparently surprised by the mutation, and she didn't react.
Pei Yibai emphasized the text, bit her lips, and bit hard.
Song Weiyi immediately exclaimed in pain, "It hurts so much, Pei Yibai, are you a dog?"
"If you don't let it hurt, how do you know what to say? What not to say?" Pei Yibai sneered.
"I'm doing it for your own good..."
"Bullshit for my own good! What did you say when you swore your mother-in-law had a feudal cancer yesterday? In just one night, you made the decision for me in the name of my own good?"
Song Weiyi felt guilty when he heard his questioning, it was just different from the past.
"What? Can't speak?" Pei Yibai snorted coldly.
Song Weiyi felt that his aura was crushed suddenly, and he pouted unconvincedly.
Facing Pei Yibai's cannibalistic gaze, the little Jiujiu in his heart was immediately suppressed.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Song Weiyi found out in horror that he had been tied up by Pei Yibai and tied to the head of the bed.
"Oh, what do you think?"
"Pei Yibai, speak up if you have something to say, you are being violent."
"There's nothing to say, this is the second time, so you must be taught a lesson accordingly." Pei Yibai stood up, unbuttoning his pajamas gracefully and slowly.
Wherever Song Weiyi looked, he could only see Pei Yibai's white chest showing little by little, and he immediately salivated, and subconsciously swallowed it down his throat.
"I am innocent."
"It's too late. Also, this time you are not innocent at all."
The corner of Song Weiyi's mouth twitched, watching Pei Yibai approach step by step, and then, his hands stopped on her pajamas.
Song Weiyi was inexplicably familiar with this action, thinking of the two wedding presents that had already been scrapped, Song Weiyi screamed subconsciously. "Don't tear my pajamas..."
However, it was too late to say this sentence. Just as the voice fell, another "tearing" sound came at the same time.
There was a coolness in his chest, and Song Weiyi wanted to go crazy.
"Pei Yibai, what happened to my pajamas? Can't you be nicer to it? Also, it's already half past eight, I have to go to work, you have to go to work."
"I'm the boss, it's my freedom to go or not, no one can interfere with me." Pei Yibai gave her a sarcasm, and threw down a sentence that drove Song Weiyi crazy.
Song Weiyi, who was irritated by these words, wanted to kick him.
"I'm not the boss, I'm a small employee, please release me quickly, I'm going to work, I don't have time to play this game with you."
Song Weiyi shivered all over, he didn't know whether it was frightened by Pei Yibai's gaze, or because of the cold.
"There's still time to think about going to work. It seems you're quite relaxed." Pei Yibai sneered and attached himself to Song Weiyi.
The only one who is familiar with Song Mo is not unfamiliar at all, no matter how long they have been husband and wife.
But this is the first time that Pei Yibai did this kind of thing in a fit of rage, and she helped her because she wanted to play SM?
Song Weiyi shivered fiercely, no, her little heart couldn't stand such a toss.
"I was wrong, Pei Yibai, I was really wrong, please let me go."
"Honey, don't you think it's a bit late for you to say this now? You said the same thing last time, but obviously you didn't take it seriously." Pei Yibai's hot kiss moved down from her neck little by little. .
Song Weiyi's body trembled even more, and his hands bound by the tie were grabbing the fabric next to him.
"I promise there won't be a next time..."
"Your pledge has no convincing power."
Pei Yibai's straightforward interruption made Song Weiyi angry, and tried to kick him with both legs, but failed.
"What about you? You lied to me. I haven't settled with you yet, but you tied me up? If you do something bad again, I won't forgive you again." Song Weiyi shouted.
A smile overflowed from the corner of the man's lips, but he didn't compromise because of Song Weiyi's words.
The fiery lips and tongue crossed the collarbone and landed on the soft shape, Song Weiyi's head was instantly burnt to a paste.
"Pei Yibai...a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands..." Song Weiyi's panting voice was particularly provocative.
"Well, I'm talking, not doing it."
Song Weiyi almost fainted, his pretty face turned red. "You bully the weak and have no compassion."
"En." Pei Yibai hummed casually.
If you still have the strength to accuse him at this time, you should suffer a little.
His hands recklessly ignited Song Weiyi's body, making Song Weiyi panting.
"What's it like not being able to get out of bed for three days and three nights?" Pei Yibai suddenly looked up at her and said.
"What do you mean?"
"It means that you talk too much." Pei Yibai said, rushing into Song Weiyi's body with absolute strength.
"Well, Pei Yibai, you are a bully." Song Weiwei wept, but this time the tears obviously had no effect.
"You are the one who bullies, and this is the price you pay for being selfish to me."
In the room, Pei Yibai's panting and Song Weiwei's begging for mercy were intertwined.
I don't know when, Song's only limbs have regained their freedom. Even so, they can only be pulled softly by the man, change positions, and start again.
From the bed to the living room to the bathroom, and even the kitchen, they came here one after another.
Until the end, Song Weiyi screamed and passed out. "Pei Yibai, I hate you to death."