Chapter 218

The soft, glutinous and delicious, sweet taste completely occupied Pei Yibai's taste buds.

He couldn't tell whether it was porridge or Song's only kiss.

But he swallowed all the porridge in a cooperative manner, and a satisfied expression appeared on Jun's face.

"The taste is not bad, come again."

Song Weiyi glanced at him, since the taste is not bad, why do you dislike it so much?

It's useless to ask this question, she knows it.

He could only take another sip helplessly and delivered it to his mouth.

Sure enough, Pei Yibai drank it cooperatively.

Song Weiyi saw it in his eyes and was delighted in his heart. At least he drank it.

So, feed more vigorously.

After feeding a bowl of porridge, Pei Yibai stopped Song Weiwei from continuing to serve it, shook his head and said, "No need, I'm already full."

"Uh... alright." One bowl is probably his limit, and she didn't push too much.

After tidying up the remaining garbage, Pei Yibai got up and said he wanted to take a bath.

Hearing this, Song Weiyi hurriedly stopped him, and reprimanded him with a stern face: "You are still taking a bath like this now? Don't wash it, I'll just wipe it off with a towel for you."

"Is it that serious? You don't even need to take a shower?" Pei Yibai's face was covered with black lines, and he felt that Song Weiwei had made a fuss.

"Of course I have. You lie down and wait until you regain your strength." Pei Yibai was rejected in an absolutely unquestionable tone.

Song Weiyi took out the newly bought towel, went to the bathroom to take a soak, wrung out the water and came out again.

She sat on the head of the bed, starting from Pei Yibai's face, wiping it carefully.

At this moment, I suddenly feel like an old married couple. It is obvious that they have been married for less than two months.

Pei Yibai watched her movements with a smile, thinking happily.

Song Weiyi lifted up his shirt generously, and wiped Pei Yibai's fair chest with a towel, after that, she hesitated a little.

Pei Yibai's lower body was wearing hospital trousers, which were baggy, but Song Weiyi knew very well what monster was hidden inside.

The originally calm expression suddenly changed, and his eyes began to wander.

"Ahem..." Song Weiyi coughed a few times, and said in a discussing tone, "Your lower body, you can wipe it off yourself."

It would be strange if Pei Yibai couldn't see such an obvious reaction.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he held Song Weiyi's hand relentlessly. "This is what you said to wipe me? Who taught you to do things halfway?"

"Pei Yibai!" Song Weiyi looked at him angrily, deliberately ignoring her.

"Hmm, what?"

"You wipe it yourself, I haven't showered yet." Song Weiyi changed the subject.

They've been husband and wife for so long, although they didn't do that less, but she was really embarrassed to ask her to look at Pei Yibai's key parts bluntly.

"What's the rush? Is it okay to just go to bed after taking a shower? Or do you mean to invite me to take a couple bath together?"

Song Weiyi laughed angrily at his words, pinched his arm lightly, and said angrily: "You are still taking a bath with mandarin ducks, why don't you go to heaven? I don't think you take your body as your body at all. It's one thing."

"Because there is no you in the sky." Pei Yibai answered unexpectedly.

"You..." Song Weiwei found himself speechless.

"Don't you, you, you, you, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, if you want to wipe it, wipe it quickly, or I will go to take a bath, you make your own choice."

Didn't he force her on purpose? Song Weiyi gritted his teeth and stared at the rascal man, only feeling bitter.

He is going to take a bath, she will not agree.

In the contest of appearance, Song Weiwei finally chose to wipe his body.

She closed her eyes, hesitated for a while, and then mustered up the courage to make a move.

Pei Yibai was still wearing long trousers, so she carefully pulled his trousers, and soon saw a pair of black underwear.

With more saliva secreted from his mouth, Song Weiyi pulled down his pants little by little.

"Honey, at your speed, I guess you haven't finished wiping it for me at dawn, it's too ink stained."

"Shut up, I still have so many demands for you to wipe, or you can go take a shower." Song Weiyi, who was disturbed by Pei Yi Baishen, raised his head and looked at him provocatively.

"Okay, you continue." Pei Yibai closed his eyes and relaxed his body.

Only then did Song Weiyi smile with satisfaction, that's right.

With his urging ahead of her, she moved more smoothly, speeded up, and pulled off her trousers.

Immediately, Pei Yibai was naked, revealing a pair of slender and straight thighs.

Song Weiyi held his nose, and suddenly had the urge to spray nosebleeds.

"Well, I'm starting." Song Weiyi stammered to remind.

At this moment, he suddenly lost the confidence to provoke Pei Yibai just now.

Stretching out his hand tremblingly, he put the towel up and moved it down Pei Yibai's thigh. This movement was repeated three times.

Pei Yibai's muscles were tense, and when Song Weiyi rubbed his leg for the fourth time, he interrupted her movement.

"Honey, how many times are you going to wipe my legs repeatedly? Is it really the legs that need to be wiped, not other places?"

Song Weiyi's hand froze suddenly, and he turned to Pei Yibai with a dry smile, "Uh..."

"Don't dawdle, don't you know that the air conditioner is still on in the ward?"

"Ah, I forgot." Song Weiyi's eyes widened, he threw away the towel, and went to turn off the air conditioner.

Pei Yibai "..." Which pot is not open and which pot to lift.

After turning off the air conditioner, Song Weiwei came back complaining: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I didn't notice at all. What if you accidentally aggravate your cold?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"That's weird." Song Weiwei complained, and it seemed that he was deliberately pretending to be fine.

"Don't move, I'm going to start." Song Weiyi took a deep breath, and stretched out his small white hand with courage, hooking an edge of Pei Yi's white underwear.

His whole body was tense, watching Song Weiwei's movements, his breathing suddenly became short of breath.

She didn't dare to look up at Pei Yibai's expression, so she could only follow her instinct and tear off his underwear...

After that, Song Weiyi simply pretended to be dead, closed his eyes, and wiped his vital parts with a towel.

Looking at this scene, Pei Yibai didn't die of anger.

"Song Weiyi, are you going to kill me?" He gritted his teeth and called out her name forcefully.

This woman, don't you know how vulnerable there is?

Song Weiwei froze, and slowly opened his eyes, only daring to look into Pei Yibai's eyes. "What's wrong?"

"You're about to rub my skin out. You ask me what's wrong? Are you trying to kill me? Don't you know it's very fragile? Do you want to be happy for the rest of your life?"

"Ah?" Song Weiwei stared at him hesitantly.

Under Pei Yibai's powerful aura, he was defeated.

"I'll be careful, don't stare at me, I won't hurt you."