Chapter 566

"Why do you ask that?" Pei Yibai pretended to be surprised.

Song Weiwei frowned, and was smoothed by his hand before he could speak. "Why do you frown as a pregnant woman? Do you want to give birth to two frowning little old men?"

The brows that were originally tightly frowned suddenly dispersed, and Song Weiwei gave him a resentful look.

"What, I learned this from you." Song Weiwei retorted.

"Really? From today onwards, I will correct it, and you are not allowed to learn it."

So after arguing with him about this question, Song Weiyi forgot what he wanted to ask.

As for Pei Yibai, he was obviously satisfied with the result, and carried her to the restaurant for dinner.

Aunt Wang was ordered by Pei Yibai to cook a large plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. It was so sweet that she could smell it as soon as she entered.

Song Weiwei kicked his hand, signaling him to put himself down, and now his stomach is gurgling with hunger.

Song Weiyi vomited badly two days ago, and thought that such days would last for a while, but after eating tomato scrambled eggs last night, she didn't vomit.

"There's nothing to do here, you can go back first." This is what Pei Yibai said to Aunt Wang.

After she left, only Pei Yibai and Song Weiyi were left in the family.

She sat on a chair and didn't put rice in it. She put a large plate of food in front of her and ate it with a fork.

"It's delicious." Song Weiwei narrowed his eyes with a happy expression on his face.

Pei Yibai subconsciously looked at the plate of bright red tomatoes, but there were a lot of eggs in it.

He picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

Today's tomato scrambled eggs have no sugar, so they are extra sour.

"It's so sour that I lost my teeth." Pei Yibai couldn't swallow at all, so he spat it out.

"No, it tastes just right."

"Probably you're pregnant." She loves sour food.

He picked other dishes for Song Weiyi, but she didn't like to move, she just focused on eating the tomato on the plate.

Therefore, Song Weiyi didn't eat a single piece of rice, and wiped out the dish.

Three dishes and one soup, there is still a lot left.

Pei Yibai stood up and cleaned up the mess on the dining table.

Song Weiwei also got up and helped, but he stopped him soon.

"You just sit there, I'll do it myself."

"Let me do it." Song Weiyi said.

"Don't worry, I'm not Pei Yiting, such a trivial matter is nothing to worry about." Although he doesn't know how to cook, it's not a problem to wash the dishes.

He carried the bowl into the kitchen. The kitchen here is larger and not as cramped as before.

Song Weiyi stood at the door, watching Pei Yibai bent over, standing in front of the cooking counter.

He is tall, with a slightly arched waist, and his movements are a bit uncomfortable to watch.

The water on the faucet rushed down, and the pool was filled with water and oil mixed with bubbles.

Those hands that are always typing on the keyboard are soaking in it at this moment, washing the dishes.

Looking at it, Song Weiyi found it incredible.

She walked over, stretched out her hand, and wrapped it around Pei Yibai's waist.

"How lucky I am, to marry an almighty husband who is 360 degrees and has no dead ends." She buried her face in Pei Yibai's back, her voice was a little joyful, but also a little sullen.

Pei Yibai smiled, letting her hold his waist.

"That's wrong. I can't afford the responsibility of the Almighty Husband at the moment."

"It's okay, husband, you are already perfect in my opinion." Song Weiyi sniffed, she was very satisfied with the current situation.

"Really? Then thank my wife for the compliment. It seems that I have to work harder."

Song Weiyi chuckled, "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

After he washed the dishes and put them away again, Song Weiyi loosened his waist.

When Pei Yibai went out from the kitchen, Song Weiwei waved to him with a hand cream.

"Huh?" Pei Yibai was wiping his hands with a towel, not understanding what Song Weiwei meant.

She squeezed out a small ball of white colloid from the hand cream, and wiped it on Pei Yibai's hand involuntarily.

"This is hand cream. Washing the dishes hurts your hands, so you should protect them well." Song Weiwei said happily, looking at those slender hands.

Pei Yibai didn't expect it to be like this, he smiled speechlessly, and simply spread his hands, letting Song Weiyi to tinker with him.

"Okay, then I'll wipe it for you." Her little paws wiped the back of Pei Yibai's hands, and after a while, the hand cream was wiped away, leaving a faint milky scent.

"Let Aunt Wang wash the dishes and go back later." He didn't want her to wash the dishes, and she couldn't watch Pei Yi become a dishwasher every day.

"okay."

"Ding dong..." The ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted their conversation.

Pei Yibai thought it was his father, but when he took a look, he found that it was his mother.

Mrs. Pei called to ask about what happened this afternoon.

Pei Yibai simply came to catch everyone's attention: "Mom, the matter is over, there is no need to bring it up again, it will make it unpleasant."

"Your father lost his temper..." Mrs. Pei said with a sigh.

Pei Yibai naturally guessed such a result.

Afterwards, Mrs. Pei didn't say anything, since everything had been resolved anyway.

As for Fu Qishan, she was waiting to receive a court summons.

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Zhao Mengmeng is now dissatisfied with being able to only do activities in the room, so she expanded the scope of activities to the entire Zhao family.

Now that Zhao Mengmeng was in the living room, Zhao's mother came over.

"Called the only one just now? Her husband is Pei Chengde's son?" Zhao's mother was dumbfounded, only now did she know about it.

Zhao Mengmeng grabbed a handful of pistachios and ate them happily. She nodded along the way and paid attention to her mother.

"Why have you never heard of her? Mengmeng, did you know about it before? Or did you just find out now?" Mother Zhao sighed.

"I've known it for a while."

Mother Zhao was silent for a moment, then thought of Pei Chengde again.

It's hard to imagine that this kind of person would accept Song's only identity.

It's just that he treats her daughter like this, damn it!

Pei Chenyang was by the side, listening to their mother and daughter talking.

Mother Zhao's topic couldn't help bringing up the Pei family again, "It seems that the only relationship with that Pei Yibai is good, and I don't know if Pei Yibai is trustworthy. I hope it's not people like Pei Chengde and Pei Chenyang."

It's been so long, and it's still uncontrollable.

Zhao Mengmeng put away her smile, didn't even put the pistachios in her mouth, and glanced at her mother: "Mom, why are you talking about these people so well?"

Those two names made her feel awkward.

Seeing her daughter's resentment, Zhao's mother immediately realized that she said something she shouldn't have said.

"Okay, okay, it's my mother who said she was unhappy."

When Pei Chenyang heard this, he smiled slightly.

It is not known how long this situation will last.

Compared with his eldest nephew, the two things before and after made him understand the gap between himself and Pei Yibai.

Also out of the attack on women, the elder nephew solved it cleanly and protected Song Weiyi to the point of leaking nothing, while he...