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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.