Chapter 250

Pei Chenyang's mouth was dry all of a sudden.

Why didn't he realize that his clothes were so transparent before? Or is it that he dressed himself fine and never noticed it?

Zhao Mengmeng still squinted her eyes, thinking about the pork rib porridge just now while feeling sleepy.

Hungry even more.

The sleepy man also ran a little, slowly opened his eyes, and met Pei Chenyang's thoughtful gaze.

"Hey, Uncle Pei, are you awake? Did you sleep well last night?" Zhao Mengmeng's sleepy child instantly thought nothing of it.

Being under the same roof with the male god, and seeing that handsome face early in the morning, this feeling is beyond happiness.

Can this day last for two more days?

"Morning, cute beauty."

After Pei Chenyang finished speaking, he remembered the question she asked himself, and continued: "It's okay."

"Okay, that's fine. I'm sorry to cause you trouble." Zhao Mengmeng smiled with crooked eyebrows, not knowing her current situation at all.

Pei Chenyang's eyes slowly changed color, and he looked away uncomfortably.

Faced with such a beautiful scene early in the morning, didn't Zhao Mengmeng notice it?

Seeing her smiling so innocently, probably not.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in his heart, smiled and said: "It's not a trouble, by the way, I have already asked someone to deliver the clothes, and it will take about ten minutes. You should go wash up first."

"Okay." Zhao Mengmeng nodded in agreement with his words.

I feel a little regretful, the clothes have been delivered, and after breakfast, will I have to leave the male god's apartment?

I don't know if I can find an opportunity to stay.

When he was thinking wildly, he didn't pay attention to the road under his feet. The remote control that was placed on the sofa last night was kicked off by Pei Chenyang, and it happened to be placed in the middle of the road.

Zhao Mengmeng was picking up the slippers, and stepped on them without paying attention. Pei Chenyang didn't even have time to remind her to be careful, and saw Zhao Mengmeng slamming towards him.

The loud sound of "Peng", accompanied by Zhao Mengmeng's scream, startled Song Weiyi who was cooking porridge in the kitchen.

It also stopped Pei Yibai who was coming out of the room.

The couple looked at each other across the living room.

Then put your head down.

On the ground, Zhao Mengmeng was stacked on top of Pei Chenyang.

This posture is a bit ambiguous.

"Mengmeng, are you okay? Why are you so careless? You've crushed my uncle. Get up quickly." Song Weiyi was taken aback, and ran over to help Zhao Mengmeng get up, regardless of other things.

However, when he walked in front of Zhao Mengmeng and Pei Chenyang, Song Weiyi was stunned.

She covered her lips and watched this scene in disbelief.

"You...you..." Song Weiyi yelled out.

Looking at the lips of Zhao Mengmeng and Pei Chenyang, Song Weiyi was stunned.

There was only one thought in her mind, Zhao Mengmeng got her wish and kissed her uncle.

Is this God being too kind to her? Last night, Zhao Mengmeng also told her that it would be great if she could kiss her uncle someday.

Song Weiyi only talked about it as Zhao Mengmeng, but he didn't expect this day to come so soon.

She was caught off guard so fast.

It was Pei Chenyang who reacted earlier than Zhao Mengmeng, and hurriedly pushed Zhao Mengmeng away. His usually calm and handsome face was now covered with a thin layer of red.

"Eh..." The only one who realized it later was Zhao Mengmeng, who still couldn't forget it after being pushed away.

The male god's mouth was exactly as she had imagined it to be, and it tasted so good.

"Mengmeng, hurry up and change." Song Weiwei didn't pay attention to Zhao Mengmeng's clothes just now, but now that he saw it, he almost fell down.

"Changing clothes?" Zhao Mengmeng lowered her head and saw the little red bean protruding under the white shirt, she was so frightened that she hugged her chest and ran away.

While running, he explained to Pei Chenyang: "Uncle, I didn't mean it just now, I was careless."

explain? Song Weiyi felt that this sentence was more suspected of being a good boy who was cheap, and Mengmeng had been eager to kiss her uncle for a long time.

Just thinking like this, there was another loud bang of "Peng" over there, and Zhao Mengmeng's head hit the door.

Song Weiyi was speechless, what was the reason for the early morning frenzy?

"My head, my head is lumpy, it hurts so bad." Zhao Mengmeng howled ghostly.

Pei Yi was expressionless, "Honey, go and see what's going on with her."

With a disgusted tone, this Zhao Mengmeng, who woke up early in the morning, wants to demolish the house?

Song Weiyi came back to his senses, stammered and nodded.

"Mengmeng, are you okay? Are you really packing? I'll get you some medicinal oil."

She turned her gaze to Pei Chenyang, who was stunned, shook his head and said, "There is no such thing, I have just returned to China for less than a week, and I usually live at home."

Song Weiyi had no choice but to give up. Over there, Zhao Mengmeng couldn't wait to rush into the room, lay down on the bed, and fled to the ground.

God, how could she be so stupid just now?

The whole body was looked at, the uncle was so calm, obviously he was not convinced by her figure.

Zhao Mengmeng opened her neckline and took a serious look at her breasts, they were not as big as Song Weiyi! No wonder my uncle was so calm.

"Puchi..." Song Weiyi, who had just opened the door, saw his friend's action and couldn't help it anymore.

Mengmeng's stupid look is like being lowered.

"Who? Who?" When Zhao Mengmeng heard the voice behind her, she was so frightened that she immediately clutched her neckline tightly.

Seeing that it was Song Weiyi, Zhao Mengmeng frowned, picked up the pillow and threw it towards her.

"Song Weiyi, you won't knock on the door before you come in again? You scared me to death, scared me to death." Zhao Mengmeng rubbed her chest guiltily.

She was even more afraid that it was Uncle Pei who opened the door just now.

If he saw him looking down at his chest, oh my god, why not dig a hole in the ground and get in.

He must have thought he was sick.

"Otherwise, who do you think it is? Tell me, why did you look at your chest so obscenely just now?" Song Weiyi smirked.

Usually she is the target of Mengmeng's teasing, but this time the feng shui has finally changed, which is really interesting, no wonder Mengmeng always takes pleasure in bullying herself.

"Bah, you're the only wretch, you wretched Song Weiyi, ever since you married Pei Yibai, you've only been wretched from head to toe."

"How did it feel to kiss my uncle just now?" Song Weiwei changed the subject.

Zhao Mengmeng was taken aback, hey, why did you say this all of a sudden?

Facing Shang Song's only serious gaze, the always thick-skinned Zhao Mengmeng couldn't help but blush, buried her head in the quilt, and her voice came out vaguely from inside.

"It feels pretty good. A male god is a male god. If I had known, I should have gone a little deeper and had a French kiss." Zhao Mengmeng smiled, reminiscing about the kiss just now, with an intoxicated expression on her face, as if eating honey sweet.

Sure enough, God helped her. She liked this surprise from heaven very much, and she wished to come again several times.

really……

Song Weiwei clutched his stomach, his back ached from laughing. "I can't do it, Zhao Mengmeng, look at your expression, and listen to what you said, who is the wretch?"