Chatper 133 (1/2)

Surprised, Song Weiyi choked on his own saliva, wouldn't it be what he thought?

"Don't worry about how the brown sugar water came, you just drink it. Be good, be obedient, while it's still warm." Pei Yibai took out a cup, unscrewed the cap of the thermos bottle, and poured out the brown sugar water inside.

This amount is estimated to make her drink twice.

The liquid inside was brown, with a strong smell of ginger juice. After pouring it into the cup, Song Weiyi could still see longan and wolfberry floating in it.

Song Weiyi stared at the cup, still unwilling to let Pei Yibai go.

"Wang Meng sent this, right?" Pei Yibai didn't go out just now, only Wang Meng came over, and then there was suddenly more brown sugar water in the house, how could it be possible?

Pei Yibai pinched his nose, "Okay, let me tell you, yes."

Hearing her affirmative answer, Song Weiyi became even more speechless, holding the quilt for a long time without moving.

"Why do you have the nerve to ask someone to bring this to you at night? Isn't it too much trouble for him?"

It was indeed troublesome for Wang Meng, but it was also because of Pei Yibai's order, Song Weiyi didn't want to deny that he was really moved.

"It's okay, I asked Aunt Wang to cook it for me. Next time I will take you to his house as a guest. Thank you Aunt Wang."

There are many servants in the family, Pei Yibai only needs to call Zhang Ma, and he can also know about these, or ask Zhang Ma to cook it and send it over.

It's just that my mother was here, if she really did this, it would probably alarm her old man and cause some trouble, so Pei Yibai simply asked Wang Meng for help.

"Okay, then I must thank you very much."

Pei Yibai chuckled, and urged: "Okay, I know, you should drink it, otherwise it won't work if it gets cold."

He took out the hot water bottle and stuck it on Song Weiyi's lower abdomen.

Immediately, Song Weiyi felt warm all over. Holding the cup, she stared blankly at Pei Yibai, completely bewildered.

"If you don't drink water, why do you look at me? Did you find that your husband is very handsome?"

"Pei Yibai, you are so narcissistic. However, this is true." Song Weiyi nodded embarrassedly, slowly drinking the brown sugar water in the cup.

The taste is so good that Song Weiyi doesn't even mind the ginger flavor she doesn't like.

"How does it taste?" Pei Yibai asked.

"Would you like to try it? It's quite delicious. This Aunt Wang's craftsmanship is really good." Song Weiwei nodded appreciatively, and raised the cup to Pei Yibai.

He frowned, and pushed away dumbfounded.

"Why am I a big man drinking this? This is for you, don't make trouble."

"What's wrong with a big man? You can't drink it for a big man? When you have a cold, drinking ginger syrup will help."

"The problem is that I don't have a cold right now." Pei Yibai replied speechlessly.

He didn't want to drink, and Song Weiyi didn't force it, so he drank the rest of the cup upside down.

As a result, his whole body warmed up, and his face somehow looked a little pale, not as white as paper as before.

"Honey, you haven't eaten yet." Song Weiyi hugged his waist, and buried himself in Pei Yibai's arms.

"No, you're wrong, you are the one who didn't eat."

"I'm not hungry, I don't have an appetite." Song Weiyi shook her head, every time she came to Auntie she had no appetite to eat, and this time was no exception.

"Eat something even if you are not hungry. If you are not feeling well today, you will not go out. I will order takeaway and deliver the meal directly to my home."

"It's enough for you to eat alone. I'm really not hungry and I don't want to eat."

Pei Yibai ignored Song Weiwei's protest and directly ordered a set meal for two.