Chatper 983 (1/2)

Lying on the bed, Pei Yibai felt sleepless.

"Honey, what are you thinking?" Song Weiwei lay on his chest and blinked.

Pei Yibai's figure is very good, he dresses with flesh, and when he takes off his clothes, he looks thinner, feeling that he has earned money.

"I'm thinking, speak as you speak, and don't touch your hands randomly, otherwise, if you fight bloody, you will be at your own risk." Pei Yibai sighed, and dropped these words with a melancholy expression.

Pfft... bloody battle...

Song Weiyi slid down from his chest silently, wrapping himself tightly with the quilt.

"Scared?" Sensing his movement, Pei Yibai smiled, and slid into the quilt, the two of them hid in the quilt, even their faces were hot.

"Yes, for my safety, please let me go." Song Weiyi deliberately moved aside.

"Don't move around, lie down properly." Pei Yibai patted her buttocks and hugged her into his arms.

At this time, he also has that zealous heart for nothing, and he doesn't have that daring anymore.

"Aren't I afraid that you will get angry? I'd better stay away and sleep on the sofa?"

"Song Weiyi, is there anyone like you who is a wife?" Pei Yibai asked fiercely while clinging to her body.

"Then I'll sleep on the sofa."

"What do you think of me as a husband? Is it something a man can do when a wife comes to be an aunt and let her sleep on the sofa?"

Song Weiyi said silently, "I won't say anything, go to sleep."

"Will it hurt your stomach? Will it be uncomfortable?" He rubbed Song Weiyi's stomach twice, but he couldn't control his strength well, which made Song Weiyi's stomach hurt even though it didn't hurt.

"Don't, don't, I'm fine, nothing happens when I'm lying down."

Don't mess around, it will make her more uncomfortable...

Pei Yibai withdrew his hand embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, I can't control my strength. If I try again, I definitely won't."

"No, I'm really fine."

"Then wife, can we discuss something?" Pei Yibai supported his head with his hands, staring at her intently.

"kindness?"

"Since you don't want me to massage, I have a headache, so you can give me a massage instead."

Song Weiyi "..."

Did he push her to refuse on purpose, and then make this request logically?

She despised Pei Yibai's scheming a little in her heart, but she still got up.

"For the sake of your injury, let's not make an exception."

"Yes, it's nice to have a wife who can warm the bed and give me a massage." Pei Yibai expressed his heartfelt emotion.

"Tell me, why didn't I get married earlier? I guess it was because I was out of my mind."

"You talk a lot today, but what you said just now is right."

"Which sentence?" Pei Yibai didn't react.

Song Weiyi rubbed his nose and didn't answer, he realized later, "Okay, you say I'm out of my mind?"

"If you don't have amnesia, you said this sentence yourself, and I didn't say anything." Song Weiwei retorted, why blame her?

"You think so too, don't you?" Pei Yibai rested his head on her lap, so that he could see Song Weiyi's subtle expression.

"No." Song's only fingers were attached near his forehead, gently kneading.

"If you had married earlier, it would definitely not be me." Her voice was very soft, but Pei Yibai heard it.

The corners of his lips raised, "Honey, are you confessing your love to me?"

"What do you think?"

"I think so, but I'd be happier if I put it in a more colloquial way."

"For example?" Song Weiyi squinted his eyes and snorted softly, his laziness reminded people of a Persian cat.

Pei Yibai grabbed her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, "For example, I love you or something."

"Well, I know." Song Weiyi touched his face in satisfaction.