Chatper 58 (1/2)

The black mobile phone was placed on the glass coffee table, beeping and vibrating. Song Weiyi, who was buried in the magazine, looked away and glanced at the screen. The word Wang Meng was displayed on it.

His eyes moved to the closed door of the bathroom. Inside, Pei Yibai was taking a bath. His figure was looming in the frosted glass water, and the sound of dripping water could reach Song Weiyi's ears from time to time.

In the quiet living room, apart from the sound of her turning the pages of the book, there was the disturbing sound of taking a bath, softly, rattling, ding-dong ding-dong, which made Song Weiyi lose interest in reading.

After watching one more scene, Song Weiyi suddenly felt a little parched. When did a glass door become a landscape?

"Pei Yibai, your cell phone is ringing, it's a man named Wang Meng calling you."

Outside the bathroom, there was Song Weiyi's soft calling, Pei Yibai stopped suddenly, Wang Meng? What's the matter with him calling himself?

"Do I need my phone for you?"

Pei Yibai frowned, "Don't worry about him."

The rejection came quickly and directly, like a wind, blowing through Song Weiyi's ears.

She sat cross-legged and put the phone back where it was, with regret on her face. "Okay, then you continue to take a bath."

The bell rang for a minute and then stopped. Song Weiwei put down the magazine and turned his gaze to the bathroom door.

The beauty is picturesque, she appreciates it in the book, and also appreciates Pei Yibai, please allow her to appreciate the real version of the beauty, not the model in the magazine.

Watching and watching, I accidentally fell into a nympho, until Pei Yibai opened the door with a bang and walked out without regaining consciousness.

How does it feel to be looked at curiously by your own wife?

Pei Yibai was wrapped in a white bath towel, exposing his upper chest. Wet water droplets were flowing down from his chest, converging into a stream, and pouring into a mysterious place.

The six-pack abs in the lower abdomen are clear and obvious, not too exaggerated for fitness, but just right and strong, coupled with fair skin, it is a beautiful landscape no matter how you look at it.

"What are you looking at?" Standing in front of Song Weiyi, Pei Yibai smiled lightly.

"Ah, ah, why did you come out?" Song Weiyi suddenly recovered, extremely embarrassed.

She stared at the glass door in a daze, and didn't even know that Pei Yibai walked in front of her. How embarrassing would it be to say this?

"Are you looking at me?" Pei Yibai asked interestingly.

Do you admit it? Admit that you covet Pei Yibai's beauty?

"no!"

"But you're drooling."

"Pfft? Do I have it? I am really drooling..." Song Weiyi panicked. Is she so disappointed? Subconsciously reached out to touch the corner of his mouth.

No, no!

"Hahaha~" Pei Yibai was amused by her series of actions, and couldn't help bursting into laughter.

"Pei Yibai!" On the contrary, Song Weiyi was furious.

He is simply digging a hole for her to jump! This black-bellied and sinister man is really too hateful.

"Admit that you look at me, why are you embarrassed? Do you have to cover it up? If you want to see it, I don't mind letting you see it thoroughly... to see enough."

Song Weiyi blushed, who... who wants to see him.

But this sentence was held in her throat, and she didn't have the courage to say it, because she was afraid that Pei Yibai would say something that would catch her off guard and make her unable to refute.