Chapter 1011

"Square dance is a kind of dance that has emerged in recent years. The main group is aunts in their 40s and 50s. You don't know such a popular meme?"

Zhao Mengmeng looked at Pei Chenyang in disbelief, just like looking at a monster.

The news is often mentioned, even if Pei Chenyang has not seen it live, it is not possible that he has not seen the news, right?

"What does aunt's dance have to do with me?" Pei Chenyang raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"Frame me, and find someone who is reasonable and certain, otherwise, your IQ will be exposed."

Zhao Mengmeng is angry!

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On this day, not only Zhao Mengmeng and Pei Chenyang got up late, but Song Weiyi and Pei Yibai also got up late.

I barely woke up at twelve o'clock in the noon, because at this time, Mrs. Xu really couldn't stop the two little radish heads.

When Pei Jinyan and Pei Jinxing were eleven months old, they could walk steadily.

Now they are more than one year old, vigorous and mischievous, and they have begun their most active age.

The two little guys secretly pushed the door open a gap, up and down, and stuck their heads in.

There was no sound in the room, it was very quiet.

The two brothers looked at each other, why didn't they see Papa Mama?

The gap in the door was slowly pushed open, and there was a soft "squeak" sound.

Pei Chenyang heard it, and slowly opened his eyes.

The two little guys kicked off their shoes and sneaked in, thinking they were silent and no one knew.

Song Weiwei was still sleeping. It was two o'clock when he got home last night. After taking a shower and tossing about, it was already four o'clock when he really fell asleep.

At this moment, she was still soundly asleep, and she didn't even notice that there were two more little troublemakers in the room.

Pei Jinyan and Pei Jin walked to the bed and turned around the big bed.

The two brothers had a tacit understanding, one was here, and the other walked to Pei Yibai's side.

Pinching the quilt on the big bed with fleshy fingers, Pei Jinxing's small body kept crawling onto the bed.

"Mama... Mama..."

They walked and learned quickly, but their speech was not yet fluent, despite the other amazing talents of these two babies.

"Mama... get up..."

On Pei Jinyan's side, just as he was about to climb up, he was picked up by his stinky dad.

The little guy's two short legs kicked hard, "Papa... let... let..."

Pei Jinyan looked at her own father angrily, with accusations all over her face.

"Who let you in? Pei Erbao, you're sleeping, don't wake her up." Pei Yibai stretched out his long arms, and carried his youngest son over from the next door.

"I want Mama... Papa is bad..." Pei Jin refused to follow suit, staring at Pei Yibai with her little meaty legs, and wanted to crawl to Song Weiyi's side.

"If you're disobedient, you won't be allowed to sleep here in the future, let Grandma Wang take care of you." Pei Yibai squinted his eyes and said harsh words.

Pei Jinxing, who was going to hug Mama, had a small face full of grievances when he heard the words.

"Papa is bad."

"Hey, it's for your own good." Pei Yibai said calmly.

Ever since they turned one year old, their chance to sleep in the master bedroom has been deprived by Pei Yibai, their father.

Only occasionally, when the two of them stalked and wanted to sleep with Ma Ma, Pei Yibai would let him go.

Song Weiyi once said, "Husband, don't you think it would be better for a one-year-old baby to sleep with Baba Mama? I'm afraid that if this continues, our son will have a psychological shadow and feel that we don't love them."

In this regard, Pei Yibai said that there is no need to worry about this.

"I'm cultivating their independence. Children have to endure hardships early, otherwise how can they stand up to Mrs. Pei?" Pei Yibai's answer was very high-end.

At first glance, it sounds like a strict father who hopes his son will become a success.

But Song Weiyi only paid a little attention, and found that his frequency was to sleep with his son once a week.

With such a father, Song Weiyi also has deep sympathy for the two sons.

"Let's go, brush your teeth and wash your face, and let your mommy sleep for a while." Pei Yibai said, picked up his two sons and put them on the ground.

He lifted the quilt, nothing was on underneath, and the bathrobe was thrown aside.

Pei Chenyang walked over to get it, but the two little guys who were standing on the ground spared him, "Papa... no clothes?"

In the eyes of the two little babies, there was a light of doubt.

Looking at his father, he looked down at himself.

Why, different?

"Because the clothes are wet." Pei Yibai put on his nightgown, and took the child directly into the bathroom.

He was squeezing toothpaste, while lowering his head and asking Qiqi, looking up at his son, "Are you hungry? If you are hungry, go out to eat first."

The two little dolls shook their heads one after another, staring at the movements of Pei Yibai's hands with shining eyes.

They are just over one year old, their teeth haven't grown well yet, so naturally they haven't brushed their teeth.

"Then wait here for Papa, go to grandma's house in the afternoon, and be obedient."

Every half a month, Mrs. Pei would pick up the children and stay at Pei's house for a day before sending them back. Song Weiwei and Pei Yibai had no objection to this. Mrs. Pei was completely responsive to the two grandchildren, and it hurt like eyeballs.

"Oh."

After Pei Yibai gave his orders, he started to do his own work, brushing his teeth and shaving.

Seeing those bubbles, Pei Dabao and Pei Erbao thought it was fun, they went outside and moved a small stool in, and lay down on the sink to pick up the bubbles.

Pei Yibai "..."

Son, what are you doing?

He hurriedly finished washing and took the two troublemakers away.

"Papa, I'll go by myself, I'll go by myself..." Pei Dabao kicked his legs, and the sound disturbed Song Weiyi who was sleeping.

Her eyes were drawn into a line, "Why do I seem to hear the baby's voice?"

"Mama, save me..." Pei Erbao yelled.

Song Weiyi realized that he was not hallucinating, but his son's voice was close at hand, so he started to do it suddenly.

Then, they met the two sons who were carried by Pei Yibai.

"What are you doing?" Song Weiyi rubbed his eyes, and wanted to lift the quilt out of bed, but found that he was not wearing anything under the quilt.

She quickly wrapped the quilt back around her body.

"Papa is bad..."

Pei Yibai put his son down in time, and the two babies regained their freedom. Seeing that Song Weiwei had woken up, they all ran over there to accuse their father of the crime.

"Okay, Papa is bad, Mama hit him. Dabao, bring Mama's clothes here, it's on the small sofa." Song Weiyi was a little embarrassed, and glared at Pei Yibai, but he could only pretend nothing happened.

When Pei Dabao heard this, he went to get his clothes.

Pei Erbao broke his hands and went to lift Song's only clothes. "Mama has no clothes..."

Can't say no clothes, only no clothes.

Song Weiyi understood what his son meant, quickly covered the quilt, and stared at his son pretending to be angry. "Pei Erbao, who told you to throw up the quilt?"

Pei Erbao didn't listen, but turned to look at Pei Yibai instead. "Papa has no clothes, why?"

"Because Papa wants to make a little sister for you, just like your little aunt, you know?" Pei Yibai asked earnestly.