Chapter 252

Walking behind Song Weiyi, the pot on the stove kept rolling, and the rice grains were crystal clear, mixed with a smell of meat.

"Even if you're awake, you should be lazy in bed. Look at those two people, they just sit in the dining room and wait for food." Pei Yibai snorted coldly, and said with some disgust.

"Okay, okay, I see, have you brushed your teeth yet?" Song Weiyi asked while agreeing.

Pei Yibai swiped the answer, "Do you want to check?"

Immediately, she pulled Song Weiyi to turn around, and they faced each other.

"Check? Just scan it, what else is there to check?" Song Weiyi was confused and replied with a smile.

"Try the taste and you'll know..."

"I don't want it, bad breath from not brushing my teeth." Before Pei Yibai finished speaking, Song Weiyi was startled and hurriedly interrupted.

He has a history of this crime and cannot do it again.

As soon as the word bad breath came out, Pei Yibai was stunned for a few seconds, and the next moment, he realized that Song Weiyi was despising him.

This woman... still detests him?

"Hehe, hubby—" Seeing his sudden change of expression, Song Weiyi knew that he had spoken too quickly and said something that shouldn't be said.

"Okay, Song Weiyi, are you despising me?"

"No, no, how could I have that meaning? I just said it casually." Song Weiyi's eyeballs peeked left and right, but did not look at Pei Yibai's gaze.

"You go out first, my porridge is almost ready, I won't talk to you...uh..."

With a swipe, Song Weiyi's voice was blocked in his mouth. In front of him was an enlarged version of Pei Yibai's handsome face, with a generous and full forehead, a high nose bridge, and warm lips...

Song Weiyi was shy and anxious, but this was in the kitchen, and it was still in the kitchen of my uncle's house.

What if my uncle sees it after he comes out for a while?

But obviously Song Weiyi was thinking too much, Pei Chenyang came out of the room without going through the kitchen.

Pei Yibai hooked Song Weiyi's waist with his hand, deepening the kiss little by little, and the vague sound still reached Song Weiyi's ears.

"Let me check to see if you have bad breath."

Bah, rascal, she brushed her teeth long ago, so she doesn't mind him checking her.

It's just that it's too late to say anything now, Song Weiyi only feels that her feet are getting softer and weaker, and the thing pressing on her abdomen, through the thin fabric, emits a frightening temperature.

Qiao's face turned red, Song Weiwei pushed him but failed, but his legs went limp,

Pei Yibai chuckled a few times, let go of her waist, and hugged Song Weiyi.

She subconsciously wrapped her legs around Pei Yibai's waist, and the next moment, Song Weiyi realized that she was carried onto the platform.

The hard marble stuck to the skin, and Song Weiyi's whole body trembled, only then did he realize their situation at the moment, trembling with fright.

"Don't, don't be here, this is my uncle's house." Song Weiyi blushed and resisted.

After being reminded by her, Pei Yibai finally came to his senses, with a slight frown between his brows.

The discomfort on his body couldn't subside for a while, but he was unwilling to push Song Weiyi away.

"Don't move."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Weiwei sat down obediently, and the stainless steel spoon in his hand "clacked" and fell to the ground.

The provocative and sharp voice shattered the last rationality in Pei Yibai's mind. His rapid breathing hit Song Weiyi's neck, and she was directly hugged by him.

"Pfft, husband, what are you doing?"

"Do something more meaningful than cooking. If they are hungry, I will serve it myself." Pei Yibai walked towards the guest room, fast and urgent.

"Don't be impulsive, this is my uncle's house." Song Weiyi grabbed his skirt, blushing almost to the point of bleeding.

His footsteps stopped, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "He has no time to care about us now."

"But the gas is not turned off yet!" Song Weiyi yelled.

"It's really troublesome." There was some disgust in his tone, but he still carried her back and turned off the gas.

After a while, the door of the guest room slammed shut.

Blocked the room full of spring and ambiguity.

And Zhao Mengmeng waited for several hours and was finally hungry again. When she realized that she was about to eat, she found that the porridge in the kitchen had long been cold. As for the person... disappeared.

At night, Pei's house.

Under Mrs. Pei's phone bombardment, Song Weiyi still came back with Pei Yibai.

As soon as she entered Pei's house, she felt an unusual aura coming from her nostrils, and subconsciously clenched Pei Yibai's hand.

In order to fight against Mrs. Pei, Song Weiyi hid for two days, and finally forced Mrs. Pei to compromise and agreed to her request to go back to work.

But Song Weiyi, who came back at this moment, was a little timid.

In the living room of the Pei family, Song Weiyi did not see the black-faced nurse Xu and the mistress of the Pei family, Mrs. Pei.

Instead, he saw Pei Yibai's father, Pei Chengde, a busy man.

He was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, his expression was obscure, and his half-century hair was very clear under the light.

The sound of footsteps startled Pei Chengde's meditation, he slowly raised his head, and saw Song Weiyi and the two of them.

"Finally willing to come back?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Dad." Pei Yibai greeted, and Song Weiwei followed suit and called out.

The next moment, Pei Chengde's calm expression was instantly broken, his momentum was strong, and he stood up with smooth movements.

"Do you still know that I'm your father? Pei Yibai, what do you mean?" Pei Chengde's gaze was like a sharp sword, and he cast his eyes on Song Weiyi and Pei Yibai.

The cold tone showed Pei Chengde's anger.

Song Weiyi's heart clenched with his outburst. This anger was aimed at her not coming back yesterday?

"Dad, what are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean." Pei Yibai asked in a low voice.

There was a bit of concern in his heart, the fact that Song was the only one who ran away should not make his father, who had never bothered him much, angry.

Then, there is only one possibility left.

"Oh, pretend, you continue to pretend. Pei Yibai, I don't know, your wings are hardened, your courage has grown, and you even dare to act recklessly against someone like Sheng Zhenguo."

Song Weiyi's tense heart became even more uneasy after Pei Chengde directly mentioned the word Sheng Zhenguo.

She looked at Pei Chengde who was not far away in astonishment. He who usually doesn't talk much gave her a more terrifying aura at this moment.

It reminded her of the act of signing the divorce agreement when she was in the hospital with a few words from him.

He actually knew? Although Pei Yibai had already said that it was impossible for Mr. Sheng to make a big deal out of it, he still kept an eye on today's news.

Song Weiyi secretly rejoiced that there was no news about Mr. Sheng.

But she didn't expect that everything was not hidden from Pei Chengde, and could not escape his nose.