Chatper 982 (1/2)

This voice really looks like it.

Then, what happened to his whole weight on himself?

"Are you going to crush me?" Song Weiwei stared.

After dawdling for so long, Pei Yibai didn't say anything, feeling really uncomfortable.

This was an injury, she was very worried, if one day Pei Yibai had an accident because of Meide's matter, what would he do then?

But if you want to say blame, it can't be called.

"Do you think you are an inflated wife? Can you still squash it?" Pei Yibai opened his eyes, and kissed her with a smirk.

The two little guys standing in the crib stared at this scene in a daze, "Ah puff..."

Too excited, said that she would also like to kiss Ma Ma.

Pei Yibai hugged his wife's waist and patted the little butts of his two sons. "Son, this is my wife. When I grow up and find a wife, go kiss your wife."

Childish or not?

"That's my son, why do you deprive them of the right to kiss me?" Song Weiyi squinted at him, and his mood became brighter.

"Of course I am the only one who can kiss my wife. Wife, I have a headache." Pei Yibai seized the opportunity and put his head on her shoulder.

"It's what you deserve. I'm worried if you don't pay attention when you go out."

"You finally admit that you are worried? I thought you were really so cruel."

Song Weiyi looked away nonchalantly, if she could really be so calm, she would have already run away.

"Go back to your room, have you applied medicine to your wound?"

"I wiped it at the hotel before I came back." Pei Yibai and Ahun said nonchalantly.

That was all twenty hours ago...

"Are you angry at me on purpose? You won't wipe it several times on the plane?" Song Weiyi gave him a vicious look.

"Didn't you forget? Let's go back to the room, you rub the medicine on me." Pei Yibai blinked, his tone slightly picky.

There is always a suspicion of implying something in this sentence.

Song Weiyi's expression remained calm, "The medicine is in the living room, come out."

As he spoke, he pushed out the cot and walked ahead first.

Pei Yibai was delighted to himself, and followed her slowly.

"Did you go to see grandpa? How is he now?" Song Weiyi squatted on the ground, took out the medicine box from the drawer, and asked.

"He's much better, but his legs and feet are not so agile. It is estimated that he will recover in two months."

"Oh, I called him a few days ago and asked him if he wanted to go back to China for the New Year."

"What did he say?" Pei Yi put his hands together and stood behind her.

"It hasn't been decided yet, and I don't know."

"Well, respect his choice."

Song Weiyi stood up and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, sit down." She pointed to the sofa and ordered Pei Yibai to sit down.

Seeing the swollen and red wound made me feel very uncomfortable.

It's really no wonder she lost her temper with Pei Yibai.

"Hey, it doesn't hurt, don't cry." Seeing her red eyes, Pei Yibai was so distressed that he was half dead.

He just wanted to come back to see his wife and children sooner, otherwise such a small injury would not be noticed by him at all.

"It's all your fault." Song Weiyi pursed her lips and wiped the corners of her eyes.

In fact, there were no tears, just sore eyes.

"It's my fault. I didn't be a good husband or a good father. I made my wife worry about it. I will reflect on myself and never dare to get hurt easily in the future."

Aunt Wang and Mrs. Xu were not there, so Pei Yibai simply raised his hand with a reassuring expression on his face.