He raised his head and met Shang Song Weiwei's slightly panicked and embarrassed eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Really? Let me see."
Forehead? Song Weiyi blinked, see?
Just thinking about it, Pei Yibai kicked off her shoes and watched her flip-flops fly away.
"Why did you kick off my shoes?" Song Weiwei stared.
Surprised to see Pei Yibai's smiling eyes, he was stunned.
Instead of being angry as expected, he smiled.
She couldn't help reaching out her hand and touching Pei Yibai's forehead.
"doing what?"
"It's not quite right to laugh so happily. I want to see if you have a fever today." Song Weiwei replied with a grunt.
Although the voice was not loud, it was enough for Pei Yibai who was holding her to hear it.
His handsome cheeks suddenly changed color, fever? Ha ha.
Song Weiyi only realized that he had said it after he blurted out the sentence just now.
She couldn't help but tapped herself on the head, so dark that Song Weiyou is an idiot.
"Hehe, husband." Song Weiyi blinked, trying to change the subject.
But obviously, no success.
"Huh? Fever? What's wrong?"
Pei Yibai squinted his eyes, apparently not planning to let Song Weiyi go, playing with her fingers, and asked persistently.
How dare Song Weiyi say that? Vaguely deny: "You heard me wrong, I didn't mean that."
There was a sudden numbness under his feet, Song Weiwei lowered his head in exclamation, and his lips brushed Pei Yibai's cheek lightly.
A wave of warmth rushed towards his face, and Pei Yibai, who was pinching Song Weiyi's little foot, was slightly stunned.
Looking up, his dark eyes stared at her motionlessly.
Song Weiyi's face was flushed with embarrassment, and he looked at him nonchalantly, with crystal wetness in the corners of his eyes.
"I didn't do it on purpose." Song Weiyi hurriedly explained.
"It doesn't matter if it's intentional." Pei Yibai raised the corners of his lips, lowered his head, rested his right hand on his feet, and gently pinched the surroundings of her feet.
Song Weiyi was fascinated, what kind of progress is this? Why did you pinch her feet?
"how does it feel?"
"It's... not bad." Very comfortable.
Hearing this, Pei Yibai pinched her feet calmly, and Song Weiyi only felt that the numbness had improved.
However, today's Pei Yibai is really not quite right.
How come she didn't even reproach him for tearing him down?
Or, just haven't started yet?
Thinking of this possibility, Song Weiyi suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
A few minutes later, Song Weiyi stopped Pei Yibai's movements and hurriedly retracted his legs.
"Okay, okay, it's all over, don't pinch it anymore."
After pinching, she probably won't be able to walk anymore.
Hearing this, Pei Yibai didn't force him anymore, and let Song Weiyi get up and sit beside him.
She straightened her back, with an attitude of being ready for battle, obviously ready.
"Husband, you and your father are arguing? What did he say?"
Song Weiyi asked directly.
From the moment he entered the door, Song Weiyi was worried, but the episode just now disrupted Song Weiyi's imagination, but it was impossible to avoid this topic after going around.
"What do you think he will say?" Pei Yibai curled his lips, but did not answer directly, instead throwing the question back to Song Weiyi.
Song Weiyi's eyes subconsciously fell on the wound on Pei Yibai's forehead, which is the best proof.
I'm afraid I didn't say it, so I started it?
Because he is his father, it is impossible for Pei Yibai to fight back, so he can only suffer?
In just a few seconds, Song Weiyi imagined a drama about family ethics.
"Your father must be mad, but he can't do anything with you, right? At most, it's my fault." Song Weiwei wrinkled his small nose and said sullenly.
"Don't do it with me means, do it with you?"
Song Weiyi coughed a few times when asked back.
She's afraid that she won't be caught without a fight, if she accidentally fights with Pei Chengde...
This picture is a bit scary, no, it's a horror.
"Okay, don't mention it any more."
"Ah?" Song Weiwei raised his head in surprise and stared at him blankly.
She thought she had heard it wrong, or rather, understood it wrong.
"Well, I heard you right, so let's leave it at that. Qu Xiaoxiao should be sent abroad, so she should be sent abroad. And my dad knows about the fake pregnancy, so he knows it."
Pei Yibai smiled faintly.
He couldn't change his parents' only prejudice against Song, and he no longer tried to do useless work at this moment.
After hearing that Song Weiyi told his father about the fake pregnancy, Pei Yibai was naturally angry at the first moment, after all, Song Weiyi directly dismantled him.
But comparing the two, instead of arguing with his father, or getting sulking with Song Weiyi, it's better to just discuss the matter and deal with it peacefully.
Based on Pei Yibai's understanding of his father, the matter would not become easier just because he explained it, on the contrary, it would aggravate his father's anger, making the relationship between father and son even worse.
Furthermore, this false pregnancy was caused by him, and Song Weiyi himself was innocent.
After such a comparison, Pei Yibai's only blame for Song is very little left.
"But your mother's side..." If you know the truth, you must be disappointed with them.
"My dad won't tell." Pei Yibai's tone was very firm.
The complex look in his eyes did not escape Song Weiyi's attention.
He spoke casually, as if he didn't care, but actually he still cared about his parents, right?
Song Weiyi sighed silently, and clasped Pei Yibai's five fingers.
"After all, we lied to your parents. In fact, I understand your father's feelings, but..."
"But you already said it."
Song Weiyi was choked up, unable to laugh with the corners of his mouth pulled.
I could only pouted, "You can scold me."
Pei Yi's pale face sank, he pinched her chin, and asked through gritted teeth: "Calling you? You're very straightforward, but, is it useful to scold you? Don't you just know your mistakes and make them again?"
Furthermore, he was not willing to scold.
This woman is already his wife, and she is destined to join hands with him. For such a trivial matter, there is no need to scold her.
Do you know you made a mistake? Song's only smile suddenly hangs stiffly on his face.
Really, she was sent by heaven to drag Pei Yibai back, right?
How broad-minded is he to accept himself like this? Song Weiyi looked at him tearfully.
"Then what will you do with your father?" she asked timidly.
"I'm only thinking about it now, don't you think it's too late?"
Song Weiyi pretended to be dead and said nothing, but Pei Yibai pinched her nose hard, causing her to scream in pain.
"It deserves it." Pei Yibai snorted coldly, stood up from the sofa, and picked up the medicine box on the ground.
Like a little daughter-in-law, Song Weiyi rubbed her red nose, not daring to speak out.
"Isn't cooking? I'm really a little hungry."
Hearing this, Song Weiyi smiled through his tears, and happily walked to the front to lead him the way.