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Pei Heming paused, pinched the little flesh on Song Bai's cheek, both angry and funny, "Teacher Song, I really didn't expect you to hold grudges so much."

Song Bai patted away the hoof that was making trouble on his face, "A gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands."

Hearing this, Pei Heming repeated his old trick and pinched Song Bai's other cheek.

Don't blame him for being too childish, if you want to blame him, blame Song Bai's current appearance, it's so cute when he blows his hair.

No matter how hard he tried to control it, he still couldn't control the bad taste.

Pei Heming thought, Song Bai was drunk, and he would definitely not remember what happened when he woke up.

Even if he pissed Song Bai off, it wouldn't have any effect on the follow-up.

It's a rare opportunity, it would be a pity if he didn't take the opportunity to tease Song Bai.

With this in mind, Pei Heming raised the corners of his mouth, as if he was a strange uncle coaxing children, "Baby, when did I say I'm a gentleman?"

Song Bai supported his dizzy head, pondered for a while before raising his foggy eyes, "Yes."

Before Pei Heming could open his mouth, Song Bai said with distress again: "What should I do?"

Hearing this, Pei Heming lowered his voice, like a hunter, coaxing his prey into the trap he dug step by step, "Under such circumstances, I don't need to abide by these rules, including the three chapters of our previous contract. Isn't that the reason?"

Song Bai's mind was basically offline, and he didn't know that Pei Heming was tricking him.

Hearing the other party's gentle and gentle voice, Song Bai thought that the other party was saying something good to him.

As soon as Pei Heming finished speaking, Song Bai immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes."

After getting the answer he wanted, Pei Heming couldn't help squinting his eyes, his whole body was filled with joy, and his tone became more and more gentle, "I'll take you to take a bath first, and we can talk slowly about the next thing to do."

Song Bai froze for a moment, then pulled off his collar in front of Pei Heming.

Under Pei Heming's gaze, Song Bai didn't realize that he was in a dangerous situation at all.

Self-consciously, he undid the belt and pulled it out.

Seeing this, Pei Heming's eyes were shining green, as if a wolf that had been starved for a long time finally saw the meat.

For a moment, Pei Heming was so excited that his whole body trembled slightly.

Pei Heming considers himself a determined person.

But for an adult man who has already started eating meat, the torture level is comparable to the top ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty.

Now that he has the opportunity to eat it, he is not Liu Xiahui who is not restless, so how could he not be excited.

Putting Song Bai's arm on his shoulder, Pei Heming bowed and hugged Song Bai by the waist.

Because the room is not big, I entered the bathroom without taking a few steps.

The facilities in the countryside are relatively simple, and there is only one set of shower facilities in the bathroom.

As for the bathtub, there was not even a shadow of it.

Pei Heming originally thought about putting him in the bathtub.

Taking advantage of Song Bai's unconsciousness, he can bathe the other party smoothly.

Who would have thought that he had finally waited for this opportunity, but the external conditions were fundamentally different.

Pei Heming had no choice but to discuss with Song Bai: "It's inconvenient to take a bath here, and you've been drinking again. If you wash here alone, you might hit yourself. Why don't you take a shower tomorrow when you wake up?"

Compared to just now, Song Bai no longer has the ability to think, so naturally Pei Heming does what he says.

Seeing Song Bai's obedient appearance, Pei Heming started to itch again.

However, before Pei Heming came to remember to do it, Song Bai fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Pei Heming was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and hurriedly shook the opponent's shoulder.

Firstly, he wanted to test whether Song Bai was asleep; secondly, if Song Bai was asleep, he could shake him to wake him up.

Who would have thought that Song Bai slept so soundly.

No matter how Pei Heming shakes, Song Bai's eyes are closed tightly, showing no sign of waking up.

After tossing for a long time, Pei Heming had to give up, and resignedly withdrew his hand.

Thinking that not long ago, he was so excited that he could finally eat meat, Pei Heming felt extremely mocking.

However, no matter how upset Pei Heming was, he could only accept the current situation.

After all, he couldn't do it, for his own momentary pleasure, to Song Bai who was sleeping...

Staring at Song Bai's peaceful sleeping face for a while, Pei Heming let out a long sigh.

Finally, Pei Heming turned around and walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and began to take a cold shower.

After about half an hour, the sound of water was mixed with a few sexy growls, and it was over.

Pei Heming wiped his hair indiscriminately, went to bed and hugged the little drunk who was reeking of alcohol, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At the same time, Mr. Pei, who was far away in the imperial capital, was still asleep.

In the evening, someone from the group came to the old house to report on the work, saying that it was due to Second Uncle Pei's negligence in management some time ago, which caused a mistake in the work.

After listening to Mr. Pei, he felt that his whole body was hollowed out, and he didn't want to deal with these things at all.

However, his subordinates were waiting for his instructions, and it was impossible for him to leave people alone.

In desperation, Mr. Pei could only force himself to finish the matter.

As soon as the subordinate left, he immediately hid in his room and asked the old housekeeper to inform him that he would rest for two days.

Whoever came looking said he was not at home.

Thinking that Pei Heming would not come back to take over, and would still have to go to work after this short vacation, Mr. Pei had a headache, so much so that he lay down in the room without eating dinner.

After much deliberation, Mr. Pei decided to lose face and give in to Pei Heming.

After Mr. Pei figured it out, he didn't continue to suffer from insomnia.

Because of insomnia in the first half of the night, Mr. Pei got up late the next day.

After going downstairs to have breakfast, I saw a servant leading Yang Zhenzhen in.

Mr. Pei was a little surprised, "Zhenzhen, why are you here so early?"

Yang Zhenzhen smiled, sat on the seat opposite to Mr. Pei, put her chin in her hands and replied, "Grandpa Pei, I have something to ask you, can I talk to you in the study?"

Mr. Pei has always been very tolerant of this junior who is close to his eyes.

Usually, he would not refuse Yang Zhenzhen's request.

This time is no exception.

After Mr. Pei nodded slightly, he took the lead towards the stairs with a cane.

Seeing this, Yang Zhenzhen hastily followed.

After entering the study, Yang Zhenzhen couldn't wait to ask: "Grandpa Pei, did brother Heming let go?"

Hearing this, Mr. Pei couldn't help feeling a little chilled.

Every time Yang Zhenzhen came over, she would say "Brother Heming" to the left and "Brother Heming" to the right, and never cared about the physical condition of his elder.

If he remembers correctly, Yang Zhenzhen bumped into him when he was ill last time.

With his face so ugly, Yang Zhenzhen's mind is full of her elder brother Heming.

The more Mr. Pei thought about it, the more chilling he became, and even his face became ugly.

Yang Zhenzhen was weak in observing words and expressions, and didn't notice the change of old man Pei's mood. When she found that old man Pei didn't answer her immediately after she asked her questions, she asked again in a hurry: "Brother Heming, did you let go?"

Hearing this, Mr. Pei felt that Yang Zhenzhen was an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.

Once he had this impression, Mr. Pei felt that she was not pleasing to the eye.

Facing Yang Zhenzhen's eyes full of expectation and ambition, Mr. Pei replied unhurriedly: "Stop mentioning your marriage with Heming."

Yang Zhenzhen was stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she asked angrily, "Why?"

Mr. Pei's face darkened, "Heming said, he won't marry you, so you should give up on it."

Without giving Yang Zhenzhen a chance to speak, Mr. Pei said again: "The Pei family doesn't owe you anything."

Yang Zhenzhen was furious, "Grandpa Pei, you must be conscientious in what you say and do. The Pei family has delayed me for so many years, so you don't owe me anything?"

Mr. Pei got up with a cane, "In this case, I'll tell your grandfather to find a good family for you as soon as possible."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Zhenzhen immediately became discouraged like a balloon that had been punctured by a needle.

It felt like Mr. Pei was joking, Yang Zhenzhen was in a hurry.

Thinking about the fate of those cousins ​​who were sent to marry by grandpa, Yang Zhenzhen changed her angry attitude just now and said in a good voice: "Grandpa Pei, I didn't mean to offend you or the Pei family."

In the past, Mr. Pei might have tolerated it.

But after seeing Yang Zhenzhen's ugly face of turning her face and denying others, it is naturally impossible for Mr. Pei to treat her like before.

Seeing that Mr. Pei was indifferent, Yang Zhenzhen had no choice but to continue coaxing him.

However, Yang Zhenzhen said a lot of good things, and Mr. Pei still acted as if he had nothing to do with him.

Tired of coaxing, Yang Zhenzhen simply picked up her bag and left.

Mr. Pei is in a bad mood today, and her coaxing and coaxing have no effect.

In this case, she might as well come to Pei's house in two days.

When Mr. Pei is in a better mood, it will be much easier to coax him.

With this fluke in mind, Yang Zhenzhen left without any psychological burden.

As everyone knows, the second she walked out of the study, Mr. Pei called the old housekeeper over and told him, "If she comes to see me again, just say I'm not here."

The old butler nodded, "Okay." It should have been like this long ago.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Pei picked up his cell phone and called Pei Heming.

Because Pei Heming had refused many times before, Mr. Pei was already mentally prepared this time.

After a while, as he expected, there was no answer.

Mr. Pei was not discouraged, so he called again.

Half an hour ago, Song Bai finished the recording of this variety show, and now he is packing his luggage and getting ready to go home.

Pei Heming has been the family cook for a period of time, and he is already very proficient in all kinds of housework, so packing his luggage is naturally a no-brainer.

Without Song Bai opening his mouth, he consciously and actively helped clean up.

In addition, the phone was turned to silent mode, so he didn't find the call from Mr. Pei.

Of course, even if he found out, he would not put down his luggage and answer the phone.

To him, Song Bai is the most important.

After packing his luggage, Pei Heming sat down on the sofa to rest.

Taking out his mobile phone, Pei Heming raised his eyebrows when he saw that Mr. Pei had missed more than a dozen calls.