Chatper 208 (1/2)

"It's okay. I'll have some porridge. I'll come back and lie down later. I'll definitely be alive and kicking at night." It seemed that he was in a good mood today, and he was even interested in joking with her.

Song Weiyi had a pretty face and stared at him, not buying it at all.

"Pei Yibai, go to the hospital for me." Song Weiyi roared angrily.

She really wanted to use something to pry open Pei Yibai's brain, to see what kind of structure it was inside, and why she had to resolutely sing the opposite on this matter.

"I'm hungry." Song Weiyi's flushed face was naturally rosy, like an attractive apple, making people want to go over and take two bites.

If Pei Yibai had nothing to do at the moment, he would definitely follow the thoughts in his heart and gnaw on it.

But at the moment, he had a fever and showed signs of a cold, which might infect Song Weiyi, so he put away this idea.

"Don't try to divert my attention, hurry up and go to the hospital with me." Song Weiyi held his hand and ordered firmly.

"If you promise not to divorce and let's live a good life in the future, then I promise to go to the hospital."

Pei Yibai, who had originally made up his mind not to go to the hospital, saw that Song Weiwei was secretly pushing towards him, so before he refused again, he made such a request.

Song Weiyi was taken aback, and looked up at him blankly.

"what?"

"Honey, don't pretend to be confused, you heard it, didn't you?" Pei Yibai smiled and met her ignorant eyes.

Song Weiyi knows better than anyone else what his words mean, she just doesn't want to accept and admit it.

"You... What kind of request is this? You have a fever, and you threaten me with this kind of thing? Pei Yibai, are you that boring?"

"You should ask, which man in the world is as pitiful as me, who would rather sacrifice his body in order not to get divorced."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Song Weiyi glared at him fiercely, what does it mean to sacrifice one's body?

Don't say good things, but say bad things.

"The decision is up to you. I'm a little hungry. Let's go have some porridge first." Before Song Weiyi could answer, Pei Yibai patted her on the shoulder and walked slowly towards the living room.

The room suddenly fell silent, and Song Weiyi looked around.

Although I only lived for a few days, this place still has feelings.

The smell of Pei Yibai is everywhere, making people reluctant to leave...

She sat down on the edge of the bed, leaned on the bed in a daze, her head was caught in a battle between heaven and man.

Most people cannot have both love and bread.

But the distance between her and Pei Yibai is not as simple as bread.

Song Weiyi buried his face in his knees and remained silent for ten minutes before leaving the room.

Pei Yibai was sitting in the dining room, with two side dishes and a bowl of porridge that Song Weiyi had cooked on it.

He said he was hungry, but from just now to now, Pei Yibai only drank a few sips in a full ten minutes.

"Didn't you say you were hungry? Why didn't the porridge move?" Song Weiyi asked angrily.

Even if he was teasing her or coaxing her, at this time, it was a gesture for him to drink a little.

With a "ding", Pei Yibai put down the spoon in his hand and looked at Song Weiyi with burning eyes.

"What? Have you considered it?" He directly ignored Song Weiyi's previous questioning.

"Pei Yibai, don't pretend you can't hear me, drink the porridge first."

"Well, then you sit down too and accompany me."

Pei Yibai seemed to be unable to see Song Weiwei's anger and anger, and gently patted the seat next to him.