This is her boudoir! It turned out to be a place where Pei Chenyang could come and go freely.
Needless to say, Zhao Mengmeng also knew that it was her mother who did it behind her.
Is she her own daughter, or is Pei Chenyang her mother's own son?
"It's not important." Pei Chenyang stroked her hair.
"Who allowed you to touch me?" Zhao Mengmeng was angry, this man was going too far.
"Okay, then I don't move, is that okay?" Pei Chenyang was obedient and retracted his hand.
Anyway, the future is long, and he has plenty of time to cultivate a tacit understanding with Zhao Mengmeng.
"Hands and feet" is just one aspect of it, making Zhao Mengmeng get used to his touch unconsciously.
"Tutu, good girl, come here." Pei Chenyang hooked his fingers, Tutu could already distinguish his voice, turned his head, looked at Pei Chenyang with black eyes, and grinned happily.
Tutu was drooling excitedly, the bed of Xiao Bibi and Zhao Mengmeng was horrible.
Zhao Mengmeng raised her forehead. She still hasn't figured out why her younger brother and daughter are so obsessed with Pei Chenyang.
Tutu, who was already tired, heard Pei Chenyang's voice, and jumped up and down again, babbling, and wanted to move his legs to crawl over.
But, that's all there is to it.
"Come, papa hug, come here." Pei Chenyang knew that his daughter was Zhao Mengmeng's Achilles' heel, and he already loved Tutu, but now he wanted to spoil Tutu even more.
Every time I come, there are piles of gifts for Tutu, and my brother-in-law Zhao Chengrui is no exception.
I don't know if it's because of Tutu's favor, or if Pei Chenyang is trying to curry favor with this little fat man.
Anyway, the actual situation is that Zhao Chengrui likes his "brother-in-law" more and more.
Zhao Mengmeng's legs were sore from squatting, and seeing Pei Chenyang interacting with her daughter happily, she simply stood up from the ground.
"Don't waste your time, I've worked hard for three days, but she can't turn over." Zhao Mengmeng was a little frustrated. Logically speaking, it was almost the same time, but her daughter was too lazy.
Pei Chenyang raised his eyebrows, worked hard for three days?
"If I can make Tutu learn to turn over today, will there be a reward?" He smiled and brought his handsome face closer, bargaining with Zhao Mengmeng.
Although this task seems to be very difficult, maybe his daughter already has this strength, and if he assists, it will be successful?
No one can say anything about luck.
"Hehe, Pei Chenyang and you?" Zhao Mengmeng's tone was full of sarcasm.
Although Pei Chenyang didn't hug Tutu less often, in Zhao Mengmeng's view, it was because he hugged Tutu too frequently that made his daughter more and more lazy.
The culprit was Pei Chenyang.
Could it be that he still wants to imitate a certain star and make Tutu not go out with his legs in the future?
"What are you talking about? Belittle me? What's the matter with me? I'm Tutu's daddy, you can do it, but I, Pei Chenyang, can't do it?" Pei Chenyang turned around and asked Zhao Mengmeng.
"Yes, it's contempt." Zhao Mengmeng pointed at the door impatiently, trying to send him away.
Although this probability is still estimated to be small, Pei Chenyang has been getting more and more insatiable recently.
"Okay, then let's make a bet. I will stay with Tutu all day today. If she learns to turn over today, you promise me a favor?"
"Hehe, why promise you?"
Pei Chenyang raised his eyebrows, and asked meaningfully: "Why? Don't you dare? Are you afraid of losing to me?"
Bright aggressive method.
"Pei Chenyang, are you bored? Do you think I'll be hooked by aggressive tactics?" Zhao Mengmeng is not a fool, so naturally she can't fail to see it.
"So you don't dare?" Pei Chenyang clicked his tongue a few times, with a look of timidity on your face.
Zhao Mengmeng frowned tightly, lowered her head slightly, and looked at her daughter who was still excited on the bed. Although she really wanted to climb to Pei Chenyang's side, her small body couldn't move.
So, the little friend Tutu was crying, waving his little paws, looking pitiful.
Based on Zhao Mengmeng's observations over the past few days, her daughter is really too lazy to be slag, and during the time Pei Chenyang came, she could make a fuss.
She spent two or three hours every day trying to teach Tutu the skill of turning over, but the results were always unsatisfactory.
As for Pei Chenyang, can he break this situation?
Zhao Mengmeng was suspicious.
"Oh, I know you're provoking me on purpose. Very good, Pei Chenyang, I agree to your challenge. If you can really make Tutu learn to stand up within today, you will win, and I can promise you within a reasonable range request."
The corners of Pei Chenyang's mouth couldn't help but raise a big arc.
Hooked and good.
It's just that Zhao Mengmeng is not stupid. Apart from the fact that Pei Chenyang may win, there is also a chance of him losing, which is much higher than the chance of winning.
Zhao Mengmeng sneered a few times as if he didn't see the expression on Pei Chenyang's face that he was sure to win, "on the contrary, if you don't let Tutu learn it today, you will lose. If you lose, you have to start today." , never come to my house again."
Pei Chenyang's smile froze for a moment, the bet seemed a bit too big for him.
After all, he wasn't sure enough to really let his daughter learn it.
"What? Now you don't dare?" Pei Chenyang nodded without leaving, Zhao Mengmeng smiled jokingly.
It seems that Pei Chenyang himself is not sure.
"If you don't dare, forget it, as if I didn't say anything." He was the one who provoked her before, but now, their roles have been reversed.
Pei Chenyang's frown slowly relaxed after hearing Zhao Mengmeng's provocation at this moment.
How can she really do what she wants?
"Okay, I agree, but if I win, you must meet my request..."
"If your request means marrying you right away, then there's no need to talk about it." Zhao Mengmeng interrupted him.
She is not stupid, what Pei Chenyang is thinking now is almost clearly written on his face.
"Don't worry, I didn't expect you to agree to my request so easily." Although, it was just an uncertain bet.
But Pei Chenyang had to pay attention to it now.
He must win this bet.
"Okay, you can start now." Zhao Mengmeng spread her hands and stood beside her, smiling coquettishly.
She wanted to see how Pei Chenyang got it.
"Yes." Pei Chenyang hugged Tutu and rested for a while, lest the little girl be too tired with her neck raised.
"By the way, why does your cousin live in your house all the time?" Pei Chenyang frowned.
"What? What did she tell you?" Zhao Mengmeng became interested, with a gossip expression on her face.
Pei Chenyang gave her a hard look, "She didn't say anything, she just coveted your man, it's more terrifying than saying anything casually."