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"Why do you ask that?" Pei Yibai pretended to be surprised.

Song Weiwei frowned, and was smoothed by his hand before he could speak. "Why do you frown as a pregnant woman? Do you want to give birth to two frowning little old men?"

The brows that were originally tightly frowned suddenly dispersed, and Song Weiwei gave him a resentful look.

"What, I learned this from you." Song Weiwei retorted.

"Really? From today onwards, I will correct it, and you are not allowed to learn it."

So after arguing with him about this question, Song Weiyi forgot what he wanted to ask.

As for Pei Yibai, he was obviously satisfied with the result, and carried her to the restaurant for dinner.

Aunt Wang was ordered by Pei Yibai to cook a large plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. It was so sweet that she could smell it as soon as she entered.

Song Weiwei kicked his hand, signaling him to put himself down, and now his stomach is gurgling with hunger.

Song Weiyi vomited badly two days ago, and thought that such days would last for a while, but after eating tomato scrambled eggs last night, she didn't vomit.

"There's nothing to do here, you can go back first." This is what Pei Yibai said to Aunt Wang.

After she left, only Pei Yibai and Song Weiyi were left in the family.

She sat on a chair and didn't put rice in it. She put a large plate of food in front of her and ate it with a fork.

"It's delicious." Song Weiwei narrowed his eyes with a happy expression on his face.

Pei Yibai subconsciously looked at the plate of bright red tomatoes, but there were a lot of eggs in it.

He picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

Today's tomato scrambled eggs have no sugar, so they are extra sour.

"It's so sour that I lost my teeth." Pei Yibai couldn't swallow at all, so he spat it out.

"No, it tastes just right."

"Probably you're pregnant." She loves sour food.

He picked other dishes for Song Weiyi, but she didn't like to move, she just focused on eating the tomato on the plate.

Therefore, Song Weiyi didn't eat a single piece of rice, and wiped out the dish.

Three dishes and one soup, there is still a lot left.

Pei Yibai stood up and cleaned up the mess on the dining table.

Song Weiwei also got up and helped, but he stopped him soon.

"You just sit there, I'll do it myself."

"Let me do it." Song Weiyi said.

"Don't worry, I'm not Pei Yiting, such a trivial matter is nothing to worry about." Although he doesn't know how to cook, it's not a problem to wash the dishes.

He carried the bowl into the kitchen. The kitchen here is larger and not as cramped as before.

Song Weiyi stood at the door, watching Pei Yibai bent over, standing in front of the cooking counter.

He is tall, with a slightly arched waist, and his movements are a bit uncomfortable to watch.

The water on the faucet rushed down, and the pool was filled with water and oil mixed with bubbles.

Those hands that are always typing on the keyboard are soaking in it at this moment, washing the dishes.

Looking at it, Song Weiyi found it incredible.

She walked over, stretched out her hand, and wrapped it around Pei Yibai's waist.

"How lucky I am, to marry an almighty husband who is 360 degrees and has no dead ends." She buried her face in Pei Yibai's back, her voice was a little joyful, but also a little sullen.

Pei Yibai smiled, letting her hold his waist.

"That's wrong. I can't afford the responsibility of the Almighty Husband at the moment."

"It's okay, husband, you are already perfect in my opinion." Song Weiyi sniffed, she was very satisfied with the current situation.

"Really? Then thank my wife for the compliment. It seems that I have to work harder."