My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

Pei Huaizhi looked at Song Qingcheng's guilty look, as if she had done something bad.

Song Qingcheng pretended to take a sip of the porridge in front of her.

Pei Huaizhi took out something from the side and slowly placed it in front of Song Qingcheng. "Madam, what is this?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Song Qingcheng looked closely at what Pei Huaizhi had placed in front of her, and she started coughing violently, choking her little face until it turned red.

Pei Huaizhi calmed her down while waiting for her answer.

Song Qingcheng was secretly annoyed. How could she have forgotten about this secret play album?

"Um?"

Pei Huaizhi asked what she meant.

Song Qingcheng finally stopped choking and coughing, "Master Pei, Minister Pei, it's not like you can't read. Can't you just read it yourself? Why are you asking me?"

Pei Huaizhi picked up the album again and said, "I can read, but I don't know what the lady meant by hiding it under the pillow."

As he said this, he still opened it and read it page by page.

The introduction inside can be described as extremely simple, crude and extremely fierce.

Song Qingcheng felt like her face was burning, but she pretended to be calm.

Pei Huaizhi raised his eyes and said with a smile, "Madam wants to try them one by one!"

Song Qingcheng looked at Pei Huaizhi with her eyes wide open, unable to believe that these words came out of Pei Huaizhi's mouth. Before Song Qingcheng could digest Pei Huaizhi's words, she heard Pei Huaizhi continue to say expressionlessly, "But if this is really the case, Madam may have to work a lot harder?"

"Look, the movements in this booklet are too difficult, and the woman is quite plump!"

"Madam is still a little thin!"

"Huh? I can't do it, but can Lord Pei do it?"

Song Qingcheng was not willing to be outdone and said this without thinking. This bastard was still being picky.

How can you be too thin!

It has grown a lot in this year!

Song Qingcheng was speechless and smoke was coming out of her head.

"Is what I said wrong? Otherwise, take a look for yourself! Compared with him, the lady is indeed much inferior!"

Pei Huaizhi asked her to look at the illustration too!

"........................."

Song Qingcheng was so angry that her chest was heaving!

Isn't this humiliating!

And humiliated repeatedly!

This is not repeated whipping of the corpse!

If it doesn’t work once, try again!

Song Qingcheng angrily slapped Pei Huaizhi on the back of the head.

Pei Huaizhi didn't pay attention for a moment and was hit on the place that was already injured.

"Song Qingcheng, even if you are angry and embarrassed, you can't commit domestic violence! Besides, look at it yourself, isn't what I said the truth?!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Song Qingcheng, "I hit you, so you should tell the truth, right?"

"This lady, I just want to see that you are not in pain!!!"

Pei Huaizhi couldn't help laughing when he saw Song Qingcheng looking aggressive. She didn't look angry at all, but rather like she was acting coquettishly!

Song Qingcheng became even angrier. This bastard was actually laughing.

"Master Pei, open your eyes and compare yourself to see if there is any difference between you and the one in the album!"

The techniques in this booklet are exaggerated to begin with. If you really do it as it is written in the booklet, you are not a human being!

Pei Huaizhi, "!!!!"

Pei Huaizhi closed the playbook and looked at Song Qingcheng with dangerous eyes.

Song Qingcheng felt a sense of danger as if she was being hunted, and she regretted not throwing Pei Huaizhi harder.

"Master Pei, my headache is gone!"

Song Qingcheng quickly changed the subject and said, "You must be joking. This is broad daylight."

"Master Pei, you'd better not do any strenuous exercise. Be careful of concussion!"

Song Qingcheng reminded.

"So, Madam, can you explain to me how I got this wound on my head?"

"How can it be possible? I just hit my head against the wall!"

"Really?"

"real! "

Pei Huaizhi was half-believing and half-doubting. He felt that the problem on his head was definitely not that simple, and it was even closely related to the little woman in front of him.

never mind !

Pei Huaizhi thought that he just wanted to tease him.

**************

This New Year's Day was really boring. After finishing the meal, Pei Huaizhi didn't seem to want to leave.

Song Qingcheng felt very uncomfortable being in the same space with Pei Huaizhi.

"Master Pei is not going to the government office?"

Pei Huaizhi also had a rare moment of leisure. Hearing Song Qingcheng's words, "If I remember correctly, today is only the first day of the lunar new year!"

Song Qingcheng curled her lips.

Pei Huaizhi placed the book on his knees, half supporting his head with one hand, "I see that the lady has dark circles under her eyes, which are even darker than the iron-eating beast in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. There's nothing else to do, so go and lie down!"

Song Qingcheng, "..........................."

"Master Pei, can you please not call me husband and madam all the time? It's really deliberate, okay? Besides, how can I rest well when Master Pei is here?"

Song Qingcheng said as she lay down in despair.

"Then could you please not add me, Lord Pei?"

The corners of Pei Huaizhi's eyes are slightly raised.

"Master Pei, isn't this a bad name???"

Song Qingcheng asked lazily.

Pei Huaizhi simply put down the book in his hand, "No, don't you feel too unfamiliar?"

“I don’t think so!”

It was so quick and decisive that Pei Huaizhi almost fainted. This was too rude.

He did not give up and decided to persuade her with kindness, "Let me ask you, how does your mother-in-law usually address your father-in-law?"

"Old Song, hey, what are you doing?"

Song Qingcheng listed several nicknames that her mother called her father without even thinking about it.

Pei Huaizhi, ",,,,"

Song Qingcheng thought for a moment and said, "Master Pei, if I call you Old Pei, do you think it's appropriate?"

"Then you won't be my husband?"

In the end, Pei Huaizhi said unhappily, I didn't expect this name to be hereditary.

He found it hard to believe that his father-in-law had such low status in front of his mother-in-law!

Song Qingcheng couldn't say it out loud, "This isn't very special, is it? Besides, I really can't say it out loud, please don't force me, sir!"

"Song Qingcheng, that's really heartless!"

Pei Huaizhi said lightly.

"Here you go again, Master Pei, how come you are so easily defeated!"

This is a theory with no intention at all. She is almost tired of it.

"On the first day of the new year, Master Pei, please don't force me to quarrel with you!"

Pei Huaizhi snorted coldly, "If you really want to, why wouldn't you acknowledge my identity?"

"Master Pei, this doesn't make sense. Didn't we send three letters and six engagement letters, and didn't we worship heaven and earth? Master Pei, you are so hypocritical."

Song Qingcheng pinched her slender waist, looking like she was scolding her young wife.

Pei Huaizhi threw it on the table with a slap. "But we don't have a bridal chamber, and you've never called me husband yet!!!"

"Master Pei, Master Pei, it's either Master Pei or Minister Pei, are you my colleague?"