Returning to the corridor from the safe passage, Song Weiwei's eyes sparkled and his face flushed.

Touching his swollen lips, Song Weiyi kept mumbling, hungry wolf.

Back in the box, the organizer who initiated the truth-or-dare waved to Song Weiyi, asking her to tell her how she felt about kissing Pei Yibai.

Song Weiyi was almost scared to death, what do you think?

She's out of her mind.

"Ah, I have something to do, I have to go home first." Song Weiwei shied away.

"Come on, isn't it only ten o'clock? This time can be regarded as a farewell banquet for your interns. You won't even give this face away?"

"It's really something, next time, next time."

Song Weiyi said, no matter how other people made a fuss, he picked up the bag on the sofa and left in a hurry.

When passing by the bathroom, the closed door was pulled open with a bang, and Qu Xiaoxiao, who was pale, supported the door with a weak face.

She squatted in the bathroom for a full fifteen minutes, and she almost didn't get weak, and now her chrysanthemum is still hurting.

"Designer Qu." Song Weiwei raised his eyebrows, and suddenly slowed down.

It seems that Mengmeng's medicine is really effective.

"What's wrong with the song designer? His face is so pale, could he be sick?" Song Weiyi asked hypocritically, his heart was already overjoyed.

Forgive her for doing this kind of thing for the first time in her life. Instead of feeling guilty, she felt a bit of revenge.

"I'm fine." Qu Xiaoxiao panted a little, holding on, unwilling to show weakness in front of Song Weiyi.

She didn't think that she had something to do with Song Weiyi after squatting in the bathroom for more than ten minutes just now, she just thought that it was caused by the messy food she ate today.

"It's fine. Then, I'll go back first. Goodbye, song designer."

Song Weiyi gave her a meaningful look, and Shi Shiran left.

Qu Xiaoxiao just returned to the sofa, seeing that Pei Yibai had left unexpectedly, she felt furious.

Then what's the point of her staying here?

After taking the bag, Qu Xiaoxiao said coldly, "I'll go back first."

After coming out of the box, after walking a few steps, my stomach churned again.

Qu Xiaoxiao's legs went limp, and she was covered in cold sweat, why did she come again?

She tried to take a few more steps, but found with difficulty that she was going to be unable to hold back.

He quickly ran back to the box just now, rushed in, and went straight to the bathroom without saying a word.

"Hey, what's going on? Didn't she go back?" In the box, everyone looked at each other, unable to understand what was going on.

"Before she left, she seemed to just come out of the bathroom? Why did she run back to the bathroom again?"

This sentence seems to have revealed something.

Everyone laughed tacitly, it turned out that it was diarrhea.

Qu Xiaoxiao waited for a full two hours before she came out.

The whole person was almost useless, so he called a colleague to take him to the hospital.

After checking, the doctor looked at her reproachfully: "How many weight-loss pills have you taken? If you keep going like this, you will die, are you kidding your body?"

Qu Xiaoxiao leaned on the hospital bed in a daze, "What diet pills? I haven't taken them at all."

"I haven't taken it, how did you pull so hard? You, you either took laxatives, or you took low-quality diet pills. You girls, I really don't understand what you think. You are so skinny, and you still want to lose weight , the body is the capital of the revolution..."

The doctor Balabala talked a lot, but Qu Xiaoxiao didn't listen to a word.

She buttoned up the quilt tightly, remembering what Song Weiwei had told her before she left and went to the hospital immediately when she was sick.

Song Weiyi, already knew?

No, even because of her diarrhea, she was inseparable from Song Weiyi.

Did she drug herself?

Qu Xiaoxiao's expression was grim with hatred, "Song Weiwei, you little bitch, don't let me see you again."

———————

Back home, Song Weiyi was in high spirits and never stopped smiling.

Calling Qu Xiaoxiao that fox spirit to harm her, telling her to rob her of her husband, she deserves it!

Song Weiyi hummed a song, carried his clothes into the bathroom to take a shower.

Only Pei Yibai was left in the room, watching the news with his tablet.

"Ding dong" a few crisp sounds, and Song's only mobile phone rang out the sound of WeChat.

Pei Yibai looked at the closed bathroom door, he was almost killed by Qu Xiaoxiao today, logically speaking, it is impossible for him to be so happy.

What else does he not know?

Pei Yibai rubbed his chin, and brought Song Weiyi's mobile phone over.

Zhao Mengmeng sent her a text message and asked, "Song Weiyi, did you succeed? That Qu Xiaoxiao, is she weak?"

Um? What success?

Puzzled what Zhao Mengmeng meant, Pei Yibai didn't rush back to her.

Sure enough, Zhao Mengmeng excitedly continued to send messages: "Looking like this kind of vixen, it's not easy for her to sleep for three days and three nights. Seeing that fox looks like a turnoff."

Pei Yibai's eyes darkened slightly, thinking of Qu Xiaoxiao going to the bathroom with her belly in her arms before she left.

His eyes rolled, and then he smiled a little more.

Is this Song's only handwriting? That's right, little girl, I finally know how to fight back.

"Hey, Song Weiyi, where have you been? Why didn't you reply to my message?"

Only then did Pei Yibai type another line on the keyboard in a leisurely manner. "She's taking a shower."

His tone clearly showed Pei Yibai's identity.

Zhao Mengmeng almost rolled off the bed.

"Scared, why is it Pei Yibai?" This matter was concealed from Pei Yibai. If he knew, would he scold Song Weiyi?

Waited for a long time, but did not see him say anything.

Zhao Mengmeng put away her phone guiltily, as if she hadn't said or done anything.

WeChat was completely quiet, Pei Yibai put his phone aside.

Go back to the news you were watching.

A few minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and Song Weiyi came out wearing a nightgown, covered in damp moisture.

After taking a bath, her complexion is pink and tender, her pink lips are crystal clear, and her two white legs are shaking as she walks.

Pei Yibai spent all his free time, looking at her good figure openly and aboveboard.

Only then did he wave to her. "come over."

"What's wrong with my husband? Wait a minute, I want to blow my hair."

"Didn't you still have your period? Why did you wash your hair again?" Pei Yibai frowned, and asked with lowered eyes.

"It's almost gone, and today's wine was spilled on my hair." Song Weiwei explained.

"Bring the hair dryer here." He got up and dried her hair himself.

Song Weiwei was enjoying his service, his eyes were narrowed into a line, and he was looking at her motionless.

"What do you want to say?"

"Ah? What did you say?" Song Weiyi pretended to be puzzled.

"For example, how much medicine did you give Qu Xiaoxiao, and she will take it for a few days."

"Pfft..." Song Weiyi looked at Pei Yibai like a ghost, how did he know?

"Honey, what are you talking about? I don't understand!" Song Weiwei firmly denied.

"Stop pretending, I saw the message Zhao Mengmeng sent you just now."

When Song Weiyi heard this, he almost bit his own tongue. Why did this cute pig teammate choose to send messages while she was taking a shower?