"Why do you suddenly think of changing houses? Don't you disagree?" He still couldn't convince her, and was worried about this matter.

But seeing Song Weiyi let go, Pei Yibai's mood immediately improved.

It is more convenient to change houses.

It happened that he had an apartment near the company, which was more than enough for two people to live in.

It's just that the area is much larger than here, and I'm afraid that Song Weiyi will be thinking wildly when the time comes.

Pei Yibai frowned.

Forget it, let the soldiers come and cover it with water and soil, just let nature take its course.

"Well, after changing houses, I will sleep in a room by myself." Song Weiyi replied weakly.

It's too unsafe for two people to sleep on the same bed in the same room. Song Weiyi can already foresee his terrible future, fearing that he won't be able to get out of bed every day.

To be on the safe side, don't sleep in the same room.

Pei Yibai's smile sank, he squeezed her nose hard, and glared at her viciously: "You sleep in a room by yourself?" Does this mean that you dislike him and want to sleep in a separate room with him?

"Well, it hurts." Song Weiwei shook off his hand with a fierce look in his eyes, wanting to bite him.

Originally, the nose was not straight enough, what should I do if he pinched it flatter? Song Weiyi looked at him complainingly.

"You sleep in a room by yourself? Don't even think about it." Pei Yibai said with a sneer, and squeezed her waist hard, forcing Song Weiyi almost out of breath.

"Let go, I can't breathe anymore." She yelled.

"It's better if you can't breathe, you little heartless person, you still have a separate room with me? Do you know what it means to separate a room between husband and wife?" Pei Yibai stared at her resentfully.

What answered him was Song's only puzzled expression.

Seeing this, Pei Yibai couldn't help but get angry.

"If a couple sleeps in separate rooms, it proves that the two of them can't go on anymore, and divorce is imminent." Pei Yibai snorted coldly, and looked away arrogantly.

Song Weiwei looked at him dumbfounded and shook his head.

Is it that serious? It's just a little bit of relief. At that time, don't you still live in one room?

"Don't believe me? You can go to Baidu to have a look, or ask Zhao Mengmeng. Only when two people have a bad relationship, can't make up, and can't bear it, will they choose the most direct method, which is to sleep in separate rooms. And this consequence That is, they are more tired of each other, which speeds up the maintenance period of this marriage, and in the end, it naturally ends in divorce."

Seeing the seriousness of what he said, Song Weiyi's little heart trembled and her eyes widened, but she didn't have the slightest idea of ​​divorce.

She married Pei Yibai with the goal of being together for a hundred years!

Therefore, after Song Weiyi heard Pei Yibai's seriousness and threats, he immediately shook his head resolutely. "Husband, I dare not, I just said it casually."

"Really? I think you're serious about what you said, why don't we try room allocation. Oh, by the way, didn't you let me sleep on the sofa tonight? I'll go out to sleep, and the bed happens to be for you." Pei Yibai With that said, he stood up.

This action frightened Song Weiwei, who hugged his waist without saying a word, hung his whole body on his waist, and cried bitterly at him.

"Honey, I didn't do it on purpose, don't abandon me, I know I was wrong." Song Weiyi burst into tears.

She doesn't want a divorce, doesn't want to be abandoned, and doesn't want to sleep alone.

Just now, I was just talking casually.

Song Weiyi regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

"Don't be like this, wife, I'm just doing what you say, what's there to cry about?" Pei Yibai almost laughed out loud when he saw Song Weiyi's appearance.

But in order for Song Weiyi to remember this lesson, he kept a straight face and pretended to be indifferent.

"Hey, we'll never sleep separately again, we'll sleep together forever. Okay?" Song Weiwei hugged his waist, lifted his little head from Pei Yibai's chest, and there were still a few tears hanging on his face.

Looks terrified, what a silly girl, so easily terrified.

Pei Yibai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he patted her back lightly with his big hand, and hummed lightly.

"Remember what you said today, otherwise..." Get a vaccination in advance, so that if there is a next time, he won't be so polite.

"No, otherwise, I will remember it, remember it clearly, don't worry, husband!" Song Weiyi nodded his head, and would never say such a thing again.

To this end, I swear by it.

"However, today's incident can be regarded as a reminder to me. Let's see, what we say is unfounded. What we said last time about writing the guarantee and self-criticism were not implemented in the end. Today..." Pei Yibai smiled Looking at Song Weiyi with a non-smile, the meaning is obvious.

Song Weiyi, who was originally grimacing, now looked even more listless.

So, if the monk can run away but not the temple, she can't escape the fate of writing a self-criticism in the end?

"Honey, do you really want to write? I'm not very good at it." Song Weiyi said.

"If not, I can teach you. There is no distinction between review and guarantee, just combine the two into one. You can write 3,000 words. If you want to write clearly, what did you do wrong and what did you realize? , and guarantee that he will not commit the crime again next time, and that if he commits the crime again, he will face some kind of punishment.”

Pei Yibai listed the conditions clearly, and Song Weiyi's pretty face changed again after hearing it.

No, it's more difficult than the college entrance examination composition, can she not write it?

"By the way, 3,000 characters must be written by hand."

"What?" Song Weiyi's eyes widened.

If it is handwritten, when will she write it?

"You heard me right, it's just handwriting. It's called improving your memory. Is there a problem?" Pei Yibai's right leg was already on the ground.

This posture is the rhythm of him going to the sofa in the living room once she says something wrong?

Song Weiyi could only shake his head reluctantly. "No, husband, you think too much, I, no, yes, ask, question."

"Good boy, it's fine if you don't have an opinion." Pei Yibai lay back on the bed, looking in a good mood.

After this big oolong, Song Weiyi lost his sleepiness and stared at the ceiling above his head.

But it was getting late, Song Weiwei closed his eyes tightly and told himself that it was time to sleep.

However, after half an hour, she still didn't feel sleepy.

She looked at the man next to her with some complaints, it was him, otherwise she would have fallen asleep by now.

When Song Weiyi turned over again, Pei Yibai slapped him on the buttocks.

"Ah, why did you hit me?" Song Weiyi complained, thinking he was asleep.

"Do you have ADHD? Tossing and turning in the middle of the night, still making people sleep well?"

"I... I can't sleep, it's not on purpose."

"You mean to remind me to do something else?"

Song Weiwei looked at him angrily: "You can't talk to me seriously? I can't sleep, I have to get up and write a review."

Pei Yi opened his eyes in a flash, "Why are you writing a self-criticism at night? I will write it tomorrow, and if there are any more complaints, the word count of the self-criticism will be changed to 5,000."