Chatper 92 (1/2)

As everyone knows, after Song Weiyi heard this sentence, he was full of entanglements.

It wasn't that she didn't want to go there, but she suddenly remembered Mengmeng's words.

In the past few days, Zhao Mengmeng gave Song Weiyi a detailed overview of adult education, including the correct reaction of men and the consequences of teasing them.

Song Weiyi was very concerned about this matter, so he listened very carefully during the class.

Knowing that a man and a woman are lying on the same bed, hormones will be produced, and things like firewood and fire will happen.

But in fact, she and Pei Yibai have been lying on the same bed for a long time, and the unharmonious incident has not happened until now. Even Zhao Mengmeng felt that something was wrong with Pei Yibai.

Now that Pei Yibai is telling her to go there, if it happens soon...

Song Weiyi felt that he was not ready yet. Such an intimate matter naturally needs to happen at the most favorable time, place and people, which is the best.

Besides, her great aunt seems to be arriving soon.

"Well, that's pretty good, right?" Song Weiyi resisted in a low voice.

"Didn't you let me sleep?"

"That's right!" Her purpose was to put him to sleep. I heard that he was very tired after all that. Didn't it violate her original intention?

"If I don't hold you, I won't be able to sleep." Pei Yibai said calmly.

Song Weiyi's hand suddenly grasped the quilt tightly, and his head exploded.

Can't you sleep without holding her?

It's hard to believe that such words would come from Pei Yibai himself.

"Is that so?" Song Weiwei asked coyly, she was about to be seduced by Pei Yibai, and she was afraid that she couldn't wait, so she would jump on firewood.

Who told him to always say such pleasant words to tease him, her self-control to Pei Yibai is limited.

"Well, hurry up." Pei Yibai patted the mattress underneath, and it was his turn to urge Song Weiyi.

Song Weiyi took a deep breath, his hands and feet trembling.

She opened her eyes, and cautiously moved towards Pei Yibai's direction, getting closer.

Obviously only half an arm's width away, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, but she never reached the destination.

"What are you dawdling about? It's going to be dark at this rate." Pei Yibai pulled the corners of his lips and looked at her with black lines all over his face.

Song Weiyi's face was blushing, as if she had put on a layer of rouge, and her whole body went limp.

"Oh, oh." She responded unconsciously, but her head was almost muddled.

This kind of thing is really too embarrassing, she is shy.

After much difficulty, when Song Weiyi moved to Pei Yibai's side, she was covered in fine sweat.

Looking forward to what's going to happen next, but also nervous.

"It's really like an ostrich." Laughter overflowed from Pei Yibai's throat, he stretched out his hand, and pulled Song Weiyi into his arms with all his strength.

He found that Song Weiwei's body was extremely stiff, completely different from the feeling of holding him before.

Pei Yibai's face suddenly changed, thinking that Song Weiyi was not feeling well.

"What's wrong? Is it a wound? Or a fever?" Pei Yibai let go of her, and a nervous expression flashed across his face.

He put the back of his hand against Song Weiyi's forehead to test her temperature, and found that apart from a slightly higher temperature, it didn't seem like a fever.

"I'm fine, I don't have a fever." Song Weiyi went to push his hand away, but found an amazing fact.

"You didn't take off your clothes!" Only then did she realize that Pei Yibai's hands under the quilt were hooking her legs, but the fabric that was tightly attached there did not belong to her skirt.

So, he is wearing clothes now!

"What's wrong?" Pei Yibai frowned and asked back.