Chapter 591

Pei Yibai didn't listen and continued to knock on the door.

Song Weiwei knew the pain of being woken up halfway through his sleep, so he hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car.

"Don't knock anymore!" She pressed Pei Yibai's hand.

Pei Yibai turned his head and fixed his eyes on Song Weiyi, "What's wrong?"

"Don't trouble others, I don't want to eat, let's go back to the car."

Song Weiyi's words are the truth.

Pregnant women are so capricious, they can't control when they want to eat, but seeing him running around for so long, they suddenly don't want to eat.

"It's already here, wait for me for a few minutes." Pei Yibai didn't believe her words, and continued to knock on the door.

"Stop!" Song Weiwei was speechless, so he grabbed his hand.

"Song Weiyi, what are you doing?" Pei Yibai asked helplessly.

"I said seriously, I really don't have the appetite to eat this, let's go back, the baby wants to eat noodles."

"How is it possible?" Pei Yibai asked back.

"How is that impossible? You thought you were talking about ordinary noodles? Of course not! They want to eat noodles made by their father, understand?"

It's true that Song Weiyi doesn't want to eat pancakes, but it's true that he's still hungry!

"I did it?" Pei Yibai was taken aback, never thinking about this possibility.

"right!"

"Do you dare to eat?" Pei Yibai hesitated for a moment.

Song Weiyi almost burst out laughing, it seems that Pei Yibai had already predicted that what he cooked was dark cooking before he made a move.

"Try it and you'll know, husband, let's go back, I really don't want to eat."

Song Weiwei said, afraid that Pei Yibai would disagree, he tiptoed and kissed his lips again: "I have received the thought, it is a hundred times more delicious than the pancake fruit itself!"

She is very proud to have such a husband!

"Is this the truth?"

"Really, it's truer than gold. I'm so cold, can I go back?" Song Weiyi put his hand back in his pocket and asked with his head raised.

It was windy outside, and it was really cold.

As soon as these words came out, Pei Yibai didn't have any reason to hesitate, nodded and said: "Go back, I told you to wait for me in the car, you must come down."

"It's not for you, let's go together."

Song Weiyi was wearing thick snow boots, but it wasn't as cold as she said.

He came excitedly, but finally returned empty-handed.

But she wasn't disappointed either.

At 2:30 in the morning, there were only a few cars and almost no one on the street outside.

Very quiet.

Song Weiyi enjoys the silence of this moment, sitting beside him, silently watching him drive.

It feels like an open road to happiness.

When he got home, Pei Yibai didn't forget Song Weiyi's words, and went straight to the kitchen.

He stood in front of the cooking table and asked her, "What kind of noodles do you want to eat? What do you want to put?"

As he spoke, he took out his apron and tied it on, showing some poise.

Song Weiyi is like admiring a national treasure, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

"Well, put some meatballs, shrimp, enoki mushrooms, and green vegetables."

"Okay." As a novice, Pei Yibai responded very simply.

He couldn't do it, so he asked Song Weiyi.

Therefore, Song Weiyi was directing, while Pei Yibai was doing the actual operation.

Washing vegetables is more troublesome, so there is no need to cut them.

Song Weiwei watched it enthusiastically, and felt that he was too idle, so he ran to the living room and took out his mobile phone and turned it back.

Taking advantage of Pei Yibai's inattention, he "clicked" to take a few pictures of his profile and back.

"He's so handsome, he must be the most handsome chef in the world. I want to put him in Moments." Song Weiyi happily walked over and showed him the photos he took.

Under the light, Pei Yibai was as tall as jade, with only half of his profile exposed, looking so serious that his mouth watered.

After that is the back view, with slightly lowered head and bent waist, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and the apron is also wearing a fashion taste.

This is Hongguoguo's hanger!

Pei Yibai glanced at it casually, and made a comment: "The angle is too low, the light is too strong, and the effect is mediocre."

Therefore, in his opinion, these few photos were taken in an ordinary way.

"Don't send it to Moments, it won't work if an insider sees it."

Song Weiyi was upset when he heard that his hard work was criticized like this. "Hmph, I know you are particular about photography, but this is my work, I don't care if people know it or not!"

So, still have to post!

Immediately, she posted the photo to Moments in front of Pei Yibai.

Pei Yibai "..."

Just know that you can't fight with pregnant women, because you can't be your opponent!

He silently chose to shut up, brushed the pot, and put down the noodles.

Song Weiyi was staring at the phone, unexpectedly, it was so late, and Mo Xueying didn't sleep.

"Show affection at night, I will give you 100 points for this show, I won't be afraid of your pride." Mo Xueying commented.

Song Weiyi was full of surprise, "What time is it? Why aren't you asleep yet?" She replied to Mo Xueying.

"It's a little late, Mr. Pei is still cooking noodles for you?"

"No, I just asked him to wear it to take a photo. What you see is fake." Song Weiyi felt a figure shrouded in front of him as soon as he typed this sentence.

He raised his head and met Pei Yibai's meaningful gaze.

Song Weiyi's pretty face burst into red, feeling as if she was caught doing something bad.

"How long have you been standing here?" She didn't even notice!

"When you finish editing that sentence just now." The pot noodles are ready, but he can't guarantee the taste.

He called Song Weiwei for a few words, but she didn't answer, she didn't know what she was doing with her mobile phone.

He was puzzled, and when he came over, he saw what Song Weiwei said, and suddenly...

A burst of crows flew overhead. This method of revenge was not clever at all.

"It's immoral to peek at other people's information. Since you're a first-time offender, I won't bother with you. I'm hungry and I'm going to eat." Song Weiwei put away his phone resentfully, pretending to be nonchalant.

Pei Yibai "..."

He filled two bowls of noodles and brought them to the table together.

"Okay, try it, the taste may be..." Pei Yibai said, and passed the chopsticks over.

"What's the matter? Husband, did you get paid yourself just now?" Song Weiyi asked treacherously.

Pei Yibai shook his head.

"Try it, if it's really not tasty, I'll make you hot fried rice."

Song Weiyi heard his lack of self-confidence and snickered.

It turned out that this was Pei Yibai's weakness, it was the first time I heard him so unconfident.

"Okay, I'll try."

Song Weiyi picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

The noodles were cooked for too long, the texture was too soft and the taste was bland.

"How is it?" Pei Yibai continued to ask.

After all, it's his debut novel, and it's Song's only food, so I'm somewhat concerned.

"It's okay, better than I expected."

Hearing this, Pei Yibai frowned, and tasted it with a chopstick.

After chewing for a while, he swallowed, and looked up at Song Weiwei: "How low do you expect me to be?" So that it's okay to say so?

It tasted basically tasteless in the mouth, Song Weiyi said it was okay...