Chapter 372

If I go to Zhao's house for dinner tonight, I will definitely meet Zhao Mengmeng, and I don't know what will happen.

Pei Chenyang rubbed his chin, Zhao Mengmeng's pretty face with sharp teeth appeared in his head, and he rushed towards him with his teeth and claws.

And his thoughtful expression fell into Pei Yibai's eyes calmly.

interesting.

The action of Pei Yibai closing the medicine box startled Pei Chenyang who was deep in thought.

Pei Chenyang put away his mobile phone, but at some point, Pei Yibai had already treated the wound, so he was looking at him leisurely.

Suddenly, his smile froze, and then he looked back at Pei Yibai with a half-smile.

How long has he been watching?

The elder nephew heard all the words just now?

"It's settled? Then I won't keep you." So, you can get out, this is Pei Chenyang's subtext.

Pei Yibai got up, instead of leaving in a hurry, he walked towards his uncle instead.

"It seems that my uncle has a good relationship with your mother-in-law." Pei Yibai raised his eyebrows and looked at Pei Chenyang with a half-smile.

"Pfft..." Pei Chenyang Jun's face changed color, "You think too much."

What kind of mother-in-law is Zhao Mengmeng's mother?

Pei Yibai smiled gently, but continued to ask: "Thinking too much? Could it be that I misunderstood? So, that wasn't my uncle's mother-in-law just now? That's right, I vaguely remember that my uncle's name is Aunt Zhao."

The family name of his little aunt whom he met once was not Zhao. Normally, it should be Aunt Lin, right?

So, who is this Aunt Zhao?

In response to Pei Yibai's question, Pei Chenyang's expression suddenly became wary, and he looked at him defensively: "When did you become so gossip?"

"It's all about caring about my uncle."

"Thanks, have you heard a word? The weasel pays new year greetings to the rooster -- uneasy and kind." Pei Chenyang thanked him indifferently.

Fearing that Pei Yibai would really continue to gossip, Pei Chenyang simply issued an order to evict the guest.

"Go back, my little niece and daughter-in-law are still waiting for you, so walk slowly."

The more he behaved like this, the more abnormal he appeared, which made Pei Yibai a little curious about his affairs.

Just as Pei Chenyang finished speaking, the mobile phone on the table rang again.

This ringtone was specially set by Lin Miaoyu for Alice, so Pei Chenyang knew it was her call when he heard the ringtone.

"Chenyang..." Lin Miaoyu's gentle and elegant voice sounded in his ears.

She had just learned that Song Weiyi had been discharged from the hospital, so she asked him if he wanted to visit him together.

And by the way, have a meal together.

Strictly speaking, the number of times they ate together after reconciliation was actually very few.

Hearing the purpose of Lin Miaoyu's call, Pei Chenyang shook his head.

"Since the little niece and daughter-in-law have been discharged from the hospital, there is no need to make a special trip. It will not be too late to go after the situation stabilizes in a few days."

"Actually, I think so too, but I still plan to ask you what you mean first." Lin Miaoyu echoed.

"Um."

"Chenyang, are you free tonight? Have a meal together?" Lin Miaoyu invited.

tonight? Pei Chenyang was slightly startled, if the call came before Aunt Zhao, he would naturally agree.

"Sorry, I have something to do tonight, let's try another day."

Hearing him say another day, Lin Miaoyu's smile was a bit forced, so he nodded in agreement indiscriminately.

However, thinking that the only thing Song is pregnant with is the eldest grandson of the Pei family, as an uncle, it is normal for him to be affected by this.

Child... Lin Miaoyu thought of this word, lowered her head and looked at her flat belly, her eyes were deep and hard to see.

"Okay, then I'll hang up first."

When Pei Yibai returned home, Song Weiyi had already cooked the meal, and he invited him into the house timidly.

The timing was just right, before Pei Yibai came in, her last dish was out of the pan, those who didn't know thought it was an agreement.

But he never thought that when he looked up, he saw a wound on Pei Yibai's forehead.

Song Weiyi's heart tightened suddenly, he held Pei Yibai's hand anxiously, and asked in surprise, "Honey, why are you hurt?"

Before going out, everything was fine.

But now, even though the wound had been treated briefly, it still couldn't cover up the fact that the skin was bleeding.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury." Pei Yibai didn't expect Song Weiyi to be so nervous, he raised his hand subconsciously, and was stopped by Song Weiyi before he touched his wound.

She glared at him complainingly, "Don't touch the wound carelessly, you may get an infection if you are not careful."

You lowered your voice and said cautiously: "This is your father's masterpiece..."?

Obviously the wound was hit by something sharp. Song Weiwei's eye circles were red, which was too cruel, but it was the forehead. What if it really hit someone's life? His father is also very caring, this is his son.

"Don't think so much, it's nothing serious." Pei Yibai shook his head indifferently.

Song Weiyi's words were stuck in his throat, how could he be all right? All bleeding.

She dragged Pei Yibai's hand into the living room, let him sit on the sofa, and went to find the medicine box.

"It's not disinfected, right? It looks like it's easy to deal with. It's better not to suppurate. If it doesn't work, go to the hospital." To avoid tetanus.

The woman squatted in front of him, with the opened medicine box next to her, carefully holding cotton swabs and alcohol, while thinking about it.

However, it was all out of worry and concern for Pei Yibai.

"It's not that serious. It's just a small wound. You don't need to go to the hospital."

"If you don't pay attention to a small wound, it may become a big hidden danger." Song Weiwei retorted.

He didn't say much, and let Song Weiyi stubbornly apply medicine to the wound.

"Okay, don't touch the water these two days, or it will get worse. No, you still have to take a shower and wash your face. It's not easy to avoid it. I'll put an OK bandage on you."

As Song Weiyi said, he immediately turned his eyes back to the medicine box, looking for the OK stretch from inside.

Pei Yibai's face was covered with black lines, a conspicuous OK bandage was pasted on his forehead...a big man was pasted in the most conspicuous position, and there was still a small wound. Thinking about that picture, he accepted that he was incompetent and too girly.

"No need, I'll be fine if I'm careful." He stretched out his hand, stopping Song Weiwei's movements.

"But……"

"No, but, get up." With a little force, he pulled Song Weiyi up from the ground.

I don't know if it was because of squatting for too long, but Song Weiyi felt numb in his feet, staggered, and fell straight forward.

"Be careful..." Pei Yi frowned, but fortunately he was still holding her hand, and with just a tug, Song Weiyi was pulled onto his lap.

Song Weiyi was so frightened that her heart beat wildly, the tip of her nose was filled with Pei Yibai's faint fragrance, and she grinned awkwardly.

"My feet are numb." Song Weiwei explained.

Pei Yibai followed her words and lowered his head. Song Weiwei was only wearing a pair of pink flip-flops, and his tender toes were vividly visible in front of his eyes.