Chatper 321 (1/2)

Come to the suburbs near the golf course.

The car drove into a European-style villa surrounded by high fences, and the fence was covered with small green vines.

Song Weiwei looked at this place curiously, thinking that Pei Yibai would talk about going to the swimming pool, but he didn't expect to come to such a place.

It's like breaking into a new world, full of novelty here.

Her expression made Pei Yibai happy physically and mentally, and she explained: "This is a house I reserved for myself when the company's real estate market opened two years ago, but I seldom come here."

Occasionally when I come out to play, it is too late, so I will stay here for one night.

And this kind of situation didn't happen very often. In the past two years, Pei Yibai spent only a handful of nights here, so the house was basically empty.

However, people have been called to clean it in case of emergency.

"It's so beautiful. Are we here on vacation today?" Song Weiyi asked excitedly.

There is a feeling of a little honeymoon, and my heart is sweet.

"Well, if you think it counts."

"Forget it, of course forget it! It would be even better if you can have some delicious food." Only delicious food and beautiful men can't let you down.

Pei Yi glanced at her, pointed to the carved door and said: "There is a restaurant next to it, and there is a restaurant's menu in the room. Go in later, and you can look for it yourself. If you want to eat, order it and ask them to bring it over."

"Really?" Song Weiyi was a little surprised.

In this weather, if you don't want to eat greasy food, just have some sushi and fruit salad.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, the water waves of the swimming pool are rippling under the sky, and the water in the pool is crystal clear.

And the parasol next to it can be used as a place for them to rest and eat.

"I want fruit salad and sushi, um, I also want to drink some iced watermelon juice." Song Weiwei blinked his eyes, and his tone seemed to be negotiating.

In front of Pei Yibai, it seemed like she hadn't eaten or drank cold food for a long time, because he didn't allow it.

In the first half of the month, she drank traditional Chinese medicine every day, and it was extremely painful.

Pei Yibai raised his eyebrows, "The first two are approved, and the iced watermelon juice in the latter part is out of the question."

Song Weiwei shut up resentfully, even though he had already guessed his answer, after Pei Yibai said it, he was still disappointed.

Overbearing, tyrannical...

Muttering in his mouth, Pei Yibai noticed it, squinted his eyes and asked back: "What are you talking about?"

"Huh? No, I said I want to visit."

After speaking, he quickly ran into the house.

Song Weiyi found the restaurant's menu in the living room, and after calling to order food, he slowly visited the house.

Although the house did not smell of people, it was neatly tidied up and the floor was spotless, which showed that someone often came to clean it.

Half an hour later, the people in the restaurant delivered Song's only order, including a large watermelon.

After the people in the restaurant left, Pei Yibai handed over the shopping bag and looked at Song Weiwei with a half-smile: "Put on the swimsuit."

Song Weiwei, who was holding a fruit knife and eagerly preparing to start the watermelon, blinked and took a long time to react.

Pei Yibai went into the bathroom with his swimming trunks.

She looked at the bag, threw the fruit knife with a snap, and took out the swimsuit inside.

Just now, I didn't look carefully, I don't know what style the shopping guide chose.

After pouring it out, Song Weiyi stretched out his hand and squeezed two thin pieces of fabric on the sofa.

The corner of his mouth twitched weakly, and Song Weiyi silently dropped his swimsuit.

The thinnest one, although the light yellow color is opaque, but...

Just as he was thinking, with a "bang", Pei Yibai opened the door of the bathroom, wearing only a pair of swimming trunks all over his body.

The well-defined chest, the beautiful mermaid line, the narrow waist, and the broad shoulders made Song Weiyi swallow his saliva.