the next day.

Pei Yibai opened his eyes, and the little woman next to him was already awake, looking at him eagerly with love on her face.

"Husband, good morning." Song Weiyi blinked, and after saying good morning, he felt that it was too casual, so he leaned over again and offered a good morning kiss.

Pei Yibai remained silent, slowly touched the position of his cheek, lifted the quilt and got up.

A faint voice came slowly from the side.

"You haven't brushed your teeth yet."

Song Weiwei once disliked her because she didn't brush her teeth and kissed her.

Now that the roles are reversed, I feel very complicated.

"This is a dear dear, don't be disgusted." Song Weiyi got up, humming and followed behind him.

"Have you been awake for a long time? Can't sleep?" I didn't spend many nights at Pei's house. In fact, Song Weiyi was here and couldn't sleep well. Although his movements were subtle, Pei Yibai noticed.

It's just that last night, he fell asleep and didn't feel any movement around him.

"No, I woke up a few minutes before you opened your eyes. Husband, are you going to work today? Well, I have nothing to do, do you want to accompany you?"

"you sure?"

Pei Yibai's eyes made Song Weiyi terrified. What kind of eyes are these?

"certainly."

"Forget it, you should rest at home."

Song Weiyi "..."

at which home?

"Husband, Dr. He's physical examination report..." Song Weiwei asked cautiously.

"Don't talk about it."

Two words, resolute and forceful, directly rejected Song Weiyi.

She lowered her face and glared at him angrily: "Pei Yibai!"

Just don't take it too far.

"Hey, losing your temper early in the morning is not good for your health, have you brushed your teeth yet?"

"Don't change the subject, you can be so domineering? Deprive me of my rights?"

"For the good of both of you."

She didn't see it, she could only see that Pei Yibai made the atmosphere tense, and she was also frightened.

Song Weiyi left angrily, not wanting to be in the same room with him, not wanting to see Pei Yibai's face.

After leaving the room, I happened to meet Lin Miaoyu at the top of the stairs.

Song Weiyi's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he reluctantly called out a little aunt.

"Only, good morning." While Lin Miaoyu was speaking, he caught Song Weiyi's expression and noticed the reluctance on her face.

She suddenly thought too much, thinking that Song Weiwei was dissatisfied with her because of Zhao Mengmeng's affairs.

Lin Miaoyu guessed that Zhao Mengmeng must have told Song Weiyi the whole story.

It is only because there is no evidence that it cannot be exposed.

Otherwise, Chen Yang wouldn't just keep talking about that matter.

But these are all private matters. Song Weiyi, is he expressing his dissatisfaction with her publicly?

A trace of sullenness flashed in Lin Miaoyu's heart.

Contrary to the overthinking Lin Miaoyu, Song Weiyi was scolding Pei Yibai in his heart at the moment, so he naturally didn't pay attention to Lin Miaoyu's expression, let alone that his inadvertent action made Lin Miaoyu think too much.

Not long after, Pei Yibai went downstairs. Seeing this, Song Weiyi walked out of the living room with a huff and hid by the swimming pool.

Pei Yibai touched his nose and went out with the milk.

Song Weiyi was wearing a thin coat and sitting under a parasol.

The weather in November started to turn cold, the sun was not strong, Song Weiyi leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Soon, he was disturbed by Pei Yibai.

"The wind is so strong, why don't you wear more?" He frowned, put the milk in front of Song Weiyi, took off his coat, and put it on Song Weiyi.

"Hot, don't." She handed Pei Yibai's clothes back, wondering if a pregnant woman's body temperature is higher than normal people's?

"Still angry?" Pei Yibai laughed and sat down beside her.

"How dare I, getting angry early in the morning is not good for your health." Song Weiyi moaned twice, and replied lukewarmly.

"Aren't you saying no? You have such a sour tone, you probably don't want to talk to me all day." Pei Yibai pinched her nose, but Song Weiyi shook her off in disgust.

She only thought of smoothing her hair when it pissed her off. It's not that easy.

"Speak well, don't touch your hands!"

"Do you want me to speak?" Pei Yibai asked back with a smile.

Song Weiyi stared straight at him, how could he say such shameless words so confidently.

He closed his eyes resentfully, if she said a few more words, maybe Pei Yibai would really dare to mess around.

"If you dare to act recklessly, I'll kick you off the swimming pool." Song Weiwei said through gritted teeth.

It just so happened that seeing Pei Yibai was not very pleasing to the eye at the moment, he might have kicked him down, and he felt at ease.

"Are you willing?"

"What are you reluctant to do? If you don't believe me, just try it." Song Weiyi said, and remembered that this direction was facing the living room. If she really kicked Pei Yibai down, her mother might see her.

At that time, before she could feel comfortable, she was scolded bloody by Mrs. Pei.

Song Weiyi did not doubt this possibility at all.

Thinking of this, Song Weiwei opened his eyes again, and glanced guiltily at the living room.

No one, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sneaking at what? My mother isn't here." How could she be staring at Song Weiyi's movements all the time?

"Who said I saw your mother?" Song Weiyi became angry when he exposed him.

Was she that obvious?

"Okay, you haven't." Pei Yibai laughed.

However, there was always a trace of teasing in his tone, Song Weiyi only felt that his face was hot, guilty and annoyed.

There is simply no silver three hundred taels here.

"Honey, didn't you mean to accompany me to the company?" Pei Yibai simply sat down and hugged Song Weiyi on his lap.

"Hey, this is your house, don't mess around!" Song Weiyi struggled and exclaimed.

They hug each other like this in public, what do others think?

"No, my mother is not so pedantic, don't think too much."

Who believes it?

Song Weiyi rolled his eyes.

"Didn't you say, don't you care, how dare I disturb you at work? I'm a filthy wife, shamelessly following behind you, maybe the front desk will stop me again, saying that I posted something wrong." Song Weiyi said sourly.

Having an excellent husband is a happy thing, but it is also a worrying thing.

Those red flowers and green leaves couldn't open their mouths or move their legs when they saw Pei Yibai.

"Why is it so sour in the morning?" Pei Yibai leaned his head on Song Weiyi's shoulder and laughed out loud.

"Who is sour?"

"Who are you calling sour?"

Song Weiyi simply looked away and refused to admit it.

"You are so wronged, and you let a small front desk bully you? No matter how you say it, you have to show a little demeanor of the president's wife."

Mrs. President? When she reported this name, people almost didn't think she was crazy.

"You are so worried about me and don't go to work with me. If you are not careful and someone shoots at your husband..."

"She dares!" Song Weiyi was furious when he heard this possibility.