Chatper 592 (1/2)

Song Weiyi laughed out loud, "After all, it's your first time doing it, so the requirements shouldn't be too high. Thinking about it now, I'm so honored that a mother is more expensive than a child, and I got to eat your debut work."

Pei Yibai put down his chopsticks and picked her chin: "Is this an excuse for me? Comfort me?"

Other than that, he couldn't think of anything else.

Song Weiyi rolled his eyes, thinking that he was asking too much of himself.

"If you really think so, then take it as it is." Song Weiyi said in his heart that as a person who had never even been in the kitchen before getting married, he didn't burn the noodles directly and made them taste normal. Great, okay?

"So, shouldn't I improve my cooking skills?"

This sentence made Song Weiyi's face pale with fright.

Holding Pei Yibai's hand, she vigorously shook her head and refused: "Honey, don't be impulsive!"

Song Weiyi was terrified by his words, Pei Yibai actually wanted to improve his cooking skills?

You know, it was just a whim when she asked Pei Yibai to come over!

He cares about it, do you want to be a chef if you practice cooking well?

Thinking about that scene, Song Weiyi felt so sour.

"What? You don't think so?" Pei Yibai asked in surprise.

"Of course not." She agreed firmly!

"You have to do big things, don't stick to improving your cooking skills, I can't sit on a woman who drags you back!"

Song Weiyi said this sentence with a guilty conscience.

"It seems very reasonable." Pei Yibai smiled half a smile, but no matter what he heard, he felt that she lacked confidence, why?

"So, do you still want to eat this bowl of noodles?" He didn't worry about whether to improve his cooking skills, and asked Song Weiyi, pointing to the noodles.

Although the taste is mediocre, this is also Pei Yibai's love supper.

Song Weiwei held the bowl and nodded decisively.

"It's necessary! I want to eat." Not only did he eat it himself, but he also fed him a few mouthfuls in a virtuous manner.

Originally tasteless noodles, there is a taste of happiness in the mouth.

Song Weiyi was very satisfied.

When she got married, she never dreamed that this scene would happen today.

She thought, she must have burnt high incense in her previous life to meet Pei Yibai.

I couldn't help snickering, and sure enough, that sentence was verified, fate came, and it couldn't be stopped!

Pei Yibai picked up the empty bowl in front of her, looked at her and asked, "Why are you smirking like a fool?"

Song Weiyi came back to his senses, saw that he was laughing at himself, quickly put away his smile, and stood up pretending to be calm.

"I didn't smirk. Why is there a sound in the living room? Did we move too much? Woke up your parents?"

"Go and see."

The two went out, the light outside was on, and Mrs. Pei was squatting in front of the TV cabinet.

It's past three o'clock, why haven't you slept yet?

The two looked at each other, Pei Yibai asked: "Mom, what are you looking for?"

Mrs. Pei took out the medicine box from the drawer, hurried to her room, and replied, "Your father had a nosebleed in the middle of the night, I'll find cotton to plug it up for him."

Nosebleed?

Hearing this, Pei Yibai followed without saying a word, "What's going on?"

"I'm also wondering. It's the first time I've seen your dad suffer from a nosebleed after so many years of marriage. Besides, it's winter, not summer, and I haven't eaten anything tonic."

In the room, Pei Chengde was half lying on the bed with his head up.