Dote on your wife first: Husband, don’t be too bad

"Concern?" If you don't mention it, you will still be angry. When you mention it, Liang Qian's expression changes, from the original apology to full dissatisfaction, "If you really care about me, it won't be more than a week without a call."

Pei Yibai was stunned for a moment, then frowned and smiled: "You and First Young Master Huo are very hot, I'm a senior wage earner, I'm afraid I'll take over Young Master Huo's line."

It was obviously a joking tone, Liang Qian couldn't express her complaints, so she had to compete with him, and it was also a slightly mocking tone: "That's true, now the whole world regards me as the future Mrs. Huo, even my grandma calls me It's Huo's idea, I'm really embarrassed to answer other men's calls. "

Pei Yibai's expression changed.

Liang Qian fell in love with this man's rare expression of joy and anger, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile to comfort him: "It won't be good if the picture of me standing here chatting with you is captured by the media. Goodbye."

Before he could catch her, Liang Qian quickly withdrew the hand that was patting his shoulder, stepped on the small high heels happily, turned her head and walked away.

Standing in place, Pei Yibai saw the woman walking halfway and looking back without warning, that childish childishness was as if Liang Quan had washed her eyes, softening all the coldness that should have been inadvertently softened——

heart.

It should never have happened... Suddenly... Heartbeat...

Liang Qian missed the never-before-seen panic in this man's eyes, she just walked forward proudly, naturally, she didn't feel complacent for long, because Pei Yibai quickly caught her.

The hand around her waist moved in lightly, and Liang Qian was wrapped in his arms.

"Future Mrs. Huo?" He raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Liang Qian nodded: "Uh-huh...uh..." - her mouth was gagged.

It took half a minute for everyone to kiss before Pei Yibai raised his head in satisfaction and added, "Obviously she is my woman."

It was early morning when Mrs. Huo woke up on the bed at Mr. Pei's house in the future.

Although she took a shower, Liang Qian's tiredness was not washed away after a whole night's work. She didn't even have the strength to turn over. She could only feel through the skin on her back that Pei Yibai had left her for a while. He came back to sleep and hugged her tightly.

The cool night and the warm beam-like man behind him.

Pei Yibai tightened the arm around her waist, and put the phone back on the bedside table with the other hand: "Did it wake you up?"

Liang Qian glanced back and saw the phone screen that had just gone dark, and then she was sure that the phone ringtone she heard in a daze just now really existed, not a dream.

She couldn't help rubbing her sleepy eyes: "It's so late, who is calling you?"

"Business, I am in a hurry to ask for my opinion."

Liang Qian wanted to turn over and face him, but was hugged tightly by him, so she could only keep leaning her back against his chest: "It's solved?"

"Well," Pei Yibai kissed the woman's soft and delicate earlobe, "Go to sleep."

The faint floor lamp is an ambiguous orange.

Laundry strewn across the carpet is a testament to passion.

The man and woman hugging each other under the thin quilt, one of them closed his eyes sleepily, and the other's eyes, which were originally deep, were engulfed by the surrounding darkness at this moment, leaving no light left.

Liang Qian was almost falling asleep again, when she heard him say in her ear, "Move in and live together."

It is not an interrogative sentence, but it is not an ordinary command tone, as if he is talking about a matter that will come naturally.Liang Qian put her head on his shoulder and asked softly, "In what capacity?"

"..."

"..."

"hostess."

Following his words, Liang Qian's heart flowed with tender affection.

Desire is accompanied by sleepiness, rippling layer by layer, but with a trace of hesitation and flickering, just like the mobile phone on the bedside table not far behind her, the flickering flickering on and off, until the last call The incoming calls stopped completely, and the word "Liang Ning" completely disappeared from the screen...

Every day is a new day.

But the troubles surrounding Liang Qian were still the same: Liang's sales situation, Liang Ning who couldn't get rid of him, Pei Yibai who was hot and cold...

Now there is another worry: the ambiguous Huo Liuyin.

It was supposed to be a rare weekend of rest—before she got a call from grandma, of course.

She woke up at Pei Yibai's home. Although she had been tossing and tossing all night last night, she had a rare sleep until the sun was high and stretched when she got up, which was an unprecedented satisfaction.

But when she turned her head and saw that the other side of the bed was empty, Liang Qian's heart tightened. The clothes discarded under the bed last night were gone. Someone must have cleaned up the bedroom. He put on a shirt, put on his slippers and went out.

As soon as she walked into the living room, she saw Pei Yibai in the opposite open kitchen. He was busy with his back to her. When Liang Qian approached, he found that he was cooking something. The soup pot was steaming. Pei Yibai Bai Ze held a spoon in one hand and a cigarette in the other, in a very interesting gesture.

Liang Qian suddenly felt malicious, took off his slippers, tiptoed over quietly, and came behind him, but he didn't realize it.

Liang Qian was about to raise her hand to scare him, but just when she was about to put her arm around his waist, the man turned around quickly and caught her straight.

Pei Yibai, who was originally wary, saw her clearly in the next second, his expression softened instantly, and the movement that was supposed to fold her arms back turned into a vain embrace in an instant, hugging the woman in an instant. to the chest.

"What to cook?"

"pasta."

Liang Qian remembered that the last time he made her macaroni was also macaroni, so she became suspicious and poked him on the chest: "You don't know how to make macaroni, do you?"

Pei Yibai grabbed her fingertips, "Don't underestimate me." Then he raised his chin towards the dining table diagonally behind.

Liang Qian followed his signal and looked back. She was only focused on scaring him and missed a table of breakfast.

Mixed vegetable salad, well-fried bacon, slightly charred toast, fried egg and grilled sausage with a layer of tempting oil... When Liang Qian was surprised, Mr. Liang raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "I am a good man in the new era who can get out of the living room, into the kitchen, and into the bed."

Liang Qian has absolutely no position to criticize his remarks, because just looking at the table full of breakfast, she already has an appetite. As for whether it is true that his cooking skills are better than bed skills, Liang Qian has no time to discuss. As soon as Pei Yibai finished speaking, she couldn't wait to go to the dining table: "I won't disturb your cooking, I'll eat something first..."

It's a pity that he took it back after taking two steps: "You seem to have forgotten something?"

"Ok?"

"Good morning kiss."

As she said that, she was about to lean over, but she was protested by Liang Qian's actions. She covered her mouth and said in a low voice, "I didn't brush my teeth."

"I do not mind."

He also proved his words with actions, pulling her fingers away from her mouth one by one, his eyes and movements were the same, slow but determined to win.

Seeing that she was retreating steadily, Liang Qian simply lowered her head and leaned on his shoulder without raising her head: "No, no, I have to wash first..."

Her answer was the sound of turning off the fire, and then Liang Qian felt her body lighten——

Pei Yibai picked her up like this, and put her legs around his waist.

The koala-like posture made Liang Qiang stare. This appearance can be described as ferocious, but Pei Yibai was not afraid, he hugged her tightly with one arm, and took her hands around his neck with the other hand, letting her hug her tightly. .

"I tossed and tossed for so long yesterday, and I didn't wash up properly, so we happened to be together."

"I……"

Protest is invalid.

but……

Is there anyone who brushes their teeth like this?
Liang Qian was standing in front of the sink with a toothbrush in her mouth, while Pei Yibai was hugging her from behind. Her frothy mouth looked funny, why did he stare at her like that?
Liang Qian couldn't help turning her head to stare at him, and he made a gesture to lower his head to kiss her, forcing Liang Qian to look away and brush her teeth in peace.

After washing up under this weird surveillance, Liang Qian cried out in relief, turned around and was about to push him away: "Okay, let's eat..."

Pei Yibai didn't respond, and with a slight turn of the hand around her waist, he turned around and carried her to the sink.

The moment Liang Qian felt her feet leave the ground, she was anxious to put her hands on his shoulders to prevent him from taking a step closer: "What are you doing?"

"I didn't enjoy myself enough in the bathroom last night."

Mr. Liang explained shamelessly.

Thinking of what happened in the bathroom last night, Liang Qian felt trembling all over.

Liang Qian is in it now, as if she can feel the chest tightness and shortness of breath like last night: "You..."

It's a pity that he kissed him as soon as he said a word.

When Pei Yibai let go of her after kissing her heartily, Liang Qian didn't have time to catch her breath, so she was able to speak again: "You..."

Kissed him again.

After coming down again and again, Liang Qian's legs became weak, and he thought to himself: Let him go!

Perhaps it would be a good choice to spend the rare leisure time in this endless kiss...

Liang Qian stretched her arms around his neck and kissed him back, but at the same time, the man left her lips and walked downstream along her body.

Liang Qian closed her eyes tightly, her heart beating like thunder.

This is a preparatory action, which indicates that the hunter will start to enjoy the deliciousness of the prey...

But at this moment, a sharp mobile phone ring suddenly came from the ears of the two of them.

The two of you look at me and I look at you, not sure whether to let the passion stop abruptly at this moment.

Until the end, Liang Qian shook his head vigorously, pushed him away and jumped off the sink.

She was busy putting on her shirt, "I, I'm going to answer the phone."

After speaking, he ran out.

Pei Yibai subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but only caught the remaining wind from the corner of her shirt. He stood there, looking at the wide open bathroom door, with an expression of thirst or calmness, which made it hard to tell. .

Liang Qian ran to the coat rack next to the bed to get her bag, and took out her cell phone to answer.

But not only was her body still trapped in the passion just now, she even seemed to have lost her mind in the bathroom, until she heard the grandma on the other end of the phone ask suspiciously for the third time: "Liang Qian, Liang Qian, are you listening?" Just woke up.

"I'm listening, you talk." Liang Qian hurriedly answered.

"I've already said it three times," Mrs. Liang was very speechless, and reluctantly said it the fourth time, "Go home for lunch today."

"No return."

Mrs. Liang seemed to have thought that she would be rejected immediately by her granddaughter, so she immediately acted like an elder: "You have been living outside for almost half a year and I haven't said anything. It's enough for you, but this time you have to Listen to me, come back to have a meal when Mingyi is discharged from the hospital today, you won't miss a piece of meat."

Liang Qian involuntarily looked up at the junction of the bathroom and the bedroom—Pei Yibai did not follow her out of the bathroom, and she didn't know whether it was because of disappointment or some other emotion. Walk."

"what ever."

Liang Qian sighed silently and hung up the phone.

She got up to go back to the bathroom, but she unexpectedly ran into Pei Yibai walking out of the bathroom leisurely.

At this moment, this man's body was covered with another layer of coldness, completely different from the man who dominated his emotions just now, which made Liang Qian suddenly feel strange.

Indeed, apart from the physical relationship between her and him, she couldn't even claim to know him well enough.

"I want to go back to the mansion." Her tone couldn't help being unfamiliar, "Where are my clothes?"

Pei Yibai didn't say anything. After lingering on her face for a moment, he walked towards the door and picked up the phone hanging on the wall.

Liang Qian sat by the bed and listened to him talking on the phone: It seemed that he asked the dry cleaner to deliver the things.