Chapter 457

As soon as he arrived at Pei's house, he saw Lin Miaoyu sitting under the umbrella of the swimming pool. Song Weiyi's smile froze with an awkward expression.

At this moment, not only was she uncomfortable looking at Lin Miaoyu, but even Song Weiyi felt awkward looking at Pei Chenyang.

No, it's not so much awkward as it is disgusting.

But of them, one is Pei Yibai's uncle, and the other is about to be promoted to a little aunt. No matter how much Song Weiyi doesn't like him, he can only pretend that nothing happened.

Noticing the hesitation of Song Weiyi's footsteps, and following her line of sight to see Lin Miaoyu under the parasol, Pei Yibai immediately understood the contradiction in Song Weiyi's heart.

"No matter what feud she has with Zhao Mengmeng, she will still live under the same roof in the future." Pei Yibai held Song Weiyi's hand, and there was a hint of comfort in his calm words.

Song Weiyi understood Pei Yibai's meaning. In fact, Lin Miaoyu had no conflict with her. It was only because of Zhao Mengmeng that she had a prejudice against Lin Miaoyu.

"If you don't like her, you don't have to force it. Just face it. Stay away from her. There are not many opportunities to live under the same roof."

As for the reason for doing this, it is naturally because there is Pei Chenyang in the middle.

For Lin Miaoyu, in Pei Yibai's opinion, he was not an important person at all.

But with one more Pei Chenyang, it's completely different.

"Husband, don't worry, I won't conflict with her." Song Weiyi took a few deep breaths and said forcefully.

Otherwise, wouldn't it hold him back and make it difficult for him to do it in the middle?

Soon, Pei Chenyang will also come.

Lin Miaoyu got up immediately and greeted her.

During the period, they also greeted Song Weiyi and Song Weiyi, and Song Weiyi also greeted her lightly.

Everyone can see that this is a matter of face, and the cracks in their hearts already exist, and it is impossible to pretend that nothing happened.

"Chenyang, are you back?" Lin Miaoyu asked with a smile as she stood in front of the accompanying garage.

The wound on his forehead was so conspicuous that Pei Chenyang, who pushed the door down, immediately saw

"Is it better?" He came over and pointed to Lin Miaoyu's wound.

She raised her hand subconsciously, but was stopped by him before touching the gauze.

"Don't touch it."

"Well, much better."

"Have you been here for a long time? If you have anything to say, let's go in and talk." Pei Chenyang held her hand with a calm expression.

Seeing Song Weiyi and Pei Yibai in the room, he smiled. "Eldest nephew and younger nephew are back too?"

He returned to the previous casualness and familiarity, but it only made Song Weiyi a little awkward, as if nothing happened.

Now that my uncle has done this, is it possible that she still throws embarrassment at others?

"Hi, Uncle." Song Weiyi also walked down the steps, greeting Pei Chenyang like a normal person.

It's just that the scene of them holding each other's hands is still a bit dazzling.

"Go up and change."

And Lin Miaoyu, of course, followed him upstairs.

Pei Yibai lowered his head and clasped Song Weiyi's fingers, "Let's go upstairs and change clothes."

"I don't need to change it, you go by yourself."

"Look at her little aunt, she is much more enthusiastic than you. My wife, you must have a sense of crisis. You can't go on like this." Pei Yibai pinched her face with a smile, ignoring Song Weiwei's refusal, and tugged at her excitedly. She goes upstairs.

Such a trivial matter can also involve a sense of crisis, Song Weiyi complained all the way in his heart.

After entering the room, Pei Yibai slammed the door behind him, and the originally cold and noble person hugged Song Weiyi.

"Honey, it's been two days, and you still haven't calmed down?" He looked at Song Weiyi aggrievedly, and walked towards the bed while hugging her.

"You talk as soon as you talk, what are you doing with your hands and feet?" Song Weiwei stared and patted his shoulder, but he still acted as if he didn't feel any pain.

Pei Yibai put her on the two-meter-high bed, quickly lay on it, and hugged Song Weiwei's waist.

Song Weiyi "..."

What about changing clothes? How did you switch to the bed?

"Pei Yibai, don't mess around!" Song Weiyi moved to the side, warning the man who was about to move.

What is the hand on the waist for?

Song Weiyi was furious, and pulled Pei Yibai's hand away fiercely, and let her breathe properly?

"You are pregnant with a baby now, even if I want to mess around, I can't." Pei Yibai looked at her quietly, with a sad expression.

It's just that, besides him, there are probably not many people who were rushed to the guest room within two days of becoming a father, right?

Song Weiyi wanted to laugh when he heard the words, and said coquettishly, "Then bear with it, and, you said you were changing clothes, why are you lying on the bed?"

It's only been over a month, let's talk about it after the baby is ten months old.

Pei Yibai leaned over Song Weiyi, almost making her jump up in fright.

"What are you doing? Don't mess around!" Song Weiyi whispered, and pushed Pei Yibai forcefully, he was almost pushed under the bed without any defense.

"You murdered your own husband, Song Weiyi? Just to do something, it's not convenient for me to wear clothes, what unhealthy things are you thinking in your mind? Will I do bad things in front of my daughter?"

Say it like it's true.

"Be patient if you have the ability, and don't do it in the future." Song Weiyi rolled his eyes.

Pei Yibai leaned over again, directly ignoring Song Weiyi's words, and pointed to his eyes.

"Did you see it?" Looking at Song Weiyi with deep eyes, he asked seriously.

"what did you see?"

"Dark circles!" Pei Yibai roared, staring at her fiercely.

How dare you ask him what he saw?

Eyes that are obviously darkened, can't you see it?

How long has she not paid attention to him seriously?

"Oh...Look at this? It's just that you are asking me what I do? You are not a girl, so you are not so sensitive to dark circles, are you? Or do you want me to find two potato chips to apply to remove dark circles?"

Song Weiwei blinked innocently, sat up from the bed, looked at him with leisurely eyes and asked.

"Song Weiyi, don't pretend, who wants your potato chips to put on your eyes? I can't sleep in the guest room, and my eyes are red after staying up for two days. Are you planning to torture your husband to death?"

Pei Yibai was furious. This woman, who hasn't called Fang Jiewa for three days, knows that what he said is not the case, and pretends to be ignorant with him!

Is he begging for forgiveness?

Song Weiyi burst out laughing.

"Still laughing? It's not funny at all." Pei Yibai lowered his face.

"Let me see." Song Weiyi leaned over and looked at his face seriously.

There is indeed an extra layer of black under the eyes, and a trace of red blood in the eyeballs, which is indeed the case of lack of sleep.

Of course, even so, Pei Yibai's face can still be scored ninety-nine points.

"It seems that I really didn't get enough sleep."

"My wife, your eyes are also darkened. You haven't slept well in the past two days, have you? It's inevitable that you can't sleep without me. Are you sure you want me to continue sleeping in the guest room?"