Chapter 246

If he hadn't been paying close attention to Sheng Lao's every move, he might not be able to catch up today anyway.

If he hadn't rushed over, what would be ruined this time would be the youth and future of the two girls.

In particular, Song Weiyi is still his wife.

Pei Yibai was afraid for a while, and his hatred for Sheng Zhenguo deepened.

This time, Liangzi was completely tied, and there was no possibility of elimination.

But at this moment, what Pei Yibai wanted was no longer simply Sheng Zhenguo's hand.

Pei Chenyang arranged a guest room for Song Weiwei and his wife, but Zhao Mengmeng seemed to be a little embarrassed.

Because the apartment has only two bedrooms and a study.

He can't ask Zhao Mengmeng to sleep on the sofa in the living room, can he?

Zhao Mengmeng understood Pei Chenyang's embarrassment from the open study. She looked from Pei Chenyang's and whispered, "Uncle Pei, I'll just sleep on the sofa. Your sofa is very big."

No matter how heartless Pei Chenyang is, it's impossible to ask Zhao Mengmeng, a frightened girl, to sleep on the sofa. How unmannered is that?

"Is Uncle Pei in your eyes such an unmannered person?" Pei Chenyang said, turning towards the master bedroom.

I feel a little pimple in my heart, this is the first time a woman has entered this master bedroom.

"That's not what I meant. What happened tonight is already a lot of trouble for you." Zhao Mengmeng lowered her head and said shyly.

Her arms were wrapped around Pei Chenyang's neck, while he crossed her armpit with one hand, and supported her hip with the other hand. Only through the thin fabric, the heat and heat from his body was transmitted to hers. skin.

And the air she sucked from the surroundings smelled like Pei Chenyang.

Zhao Mengmeng suddenly realized that she was very close to the male god.

It was so close that she could kiss Pei Chenyang as long as she raised her head a little.

Seriously look at the lips of the male god, it is really attractive and sexy.

It's so stylish, I really want to kiss it, just one...

Zhao Mengmeng closed her eyes, imagining that she was kissing Pei Chenyang, her face was hot.

I'm so shy, but I really seem to have this opportunity, woo...

Why is such a handsome man turned out to be crooked? Is it curved?

"Well, it's here. You can sleep here tonight. Don't mention whether it's troublesome or not. Strictly speaking, what happened between you and your little nephew tonight is inseparable from me." Pei Chenyang didn't know Zhao Mengmeng He had already thought of many things in his mind that he hadn't guessed at all, and told Zhao Mengmeng.

His voice interrupted Zhao Mengmeng's YY.

And the next moment, her body was put down by Pei Chenyang, and she was lying on the soft and comfortable big bed.

"Thank you Uncle Pei, how about you tonight, Uncle?"

"I sleep on the sofa." Without thinking about it for a second, he gave the answer cleanly.

Zhao Mengmeng blinked, "It's uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa."

Pei Chenyang looked down at Zhao Mengmeng, "So?"

She meant to invite him to sleep with him?

Zhao Mengmeng understood from his rhetorical question that there was ambiguity conveyed in her words, and she blushed when she realized it.

Oops, Uncle Pei doesn't think she's a casual person, does he?

"Uncle, don't get me wrong, I mean, the sofa is uncomfortable." After Zhao Mengmeng said this, she suddenly wanted to bite her tongue off.

Don't you mean inviting people to sleep together?

Pei Chenyang gave a wicked smile, put his hands together, and leaned over Zhao Mengmeng.

"Cute beauty, no need to explain, uncle understands."

"Understood?" Zhao Mengmeng repeated.

"Well, just forget it tonight, otherwise, it would be bad to scare your good friend and my little nephew."

He withdrew his hands, patted Zhao Mengmeng's head, and turned to close the room door.

After a while, Zhao Mengmeng came back to her senses and touched her hot cheek.

Uncle Pei, what a strange person.

A few minutes later, Pei Chenyang, who had gone out, came back again, and Zhao Mengmeng was still lying on the bed without moving.

He thought she was asleep, so he went to the closet and found his pajamas.

Zhao Mengmeng sat up abruptly, and suddenly called him. "Uncle, um, do you have pajamas or something, lend me some?"

She hasn't taken a shower yet, and she definitely won't be able to sleep with the mess all over her body.

Pei Chenyang took the clothes and turned around, meeting Zhao Mengmeng's watery eyes.

After taking a serious look at her, I realized that her palm-sized face was cute, white and tender, revealing a hint of childishness.

It really matched her name, thinking happily, Pei Chenyang took a white shirt of his own, and walked towards her with long legs.

"There's no more pajamas. The pajamas have already been given to my nephew. If you don't mind, you can wear my shirt."

Zhao Mengmeng's eyes glowed, and Xiaoji Peckmi nodded: "I don't dislike it, of course I don't dislike it."

As a result, Pei Chenyang's clothes, he said: "Then you go take a bath first."

Then she went out of the room with another set of pajamas. Zhao Mengmeng looked at his handsome back and felt her heart beating a little out of control.

Pei Chenyang knocked on the door of the guest room directly, "Nephew, open the door, pajamas are ready."

In just a few seconds, the door in front of him "clanged" and was pulled open.

Pei Yibai's indifferent expression appeared in Pei Chenyang's sight, and there was still lingering anger on his face.

Seeing his expression, Pei Chenyang knew what was going on.

"Is my little nephew okay?" Pei Chenyang subconsciously felt a little guilty, if Song Weiyi hadn't been asked to help him today, nothing would happen later.

I don't know if this eldest nephew wants to settle accounts with him.

"En." Pei Yibai took the clothes in his hands coldly, without any intention of saying anything.

Pei Chenyang is sensible, so he won't say more.

"Then you guys have a good rest."

Pei Yibai frowned, and when he was about to go back, he thought of Zhao Mengmeng, whom Song Weiyi had been talking about, and paused again.

"Uncle, take better care of Zhao Mengmeng." He specially reminded him that it was obviously an exception.

"what?"

"Do you understand what I mean?" Pei Yibai asked lightly.

At this time, can you not understand?

Pei Chenyang laughed dryly, "Okay, isn't it just to take care of Zhao Mengmeng? Don't worry."

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the guest room was closed with a bang.

Pei Chenyang touched his nose and clicked his tongue a few times.

"You boy, are you jealous of your uncle's nose and want to make my nose flat?"

No one answered his question, Pei Chenyang felt bored, turned and left.

In the guest room, Song Weiyi was still wearing Pei Yibai's clothes, curled up on the sofa, forming a small ball.

He walked over, and with a light effort, he hugged her up.

"Go take a shower and go to bed early." His voice was like a breeze, smoothing the wrinkles in her heart little by little.

"Mengmeng, are you okay? How is she?" Song Weiyi's voice was a little hoarse, as if he coughed a few times.