Pei Tingyuan thought that everything would go smoothly, but at the last moment, Qiao Xihe still came to his senses in time and reached out and pressed on Pei Tingyuan's chest, "You are sick, let's have a good rest." ”

Pei Tingyuan sighed, got up and went to the bathroom.

Qiao Xihe lay back on the bed, with his back to the direction of the bathroom, frowning.

It was already past one o'clock in the morning, but after tossing for a long time, she was no longer sleepy.

Qiao Xihe felt that she was a little excessive, but before she got tangled up in some problems, she really couldn't do those things with Pei Tingyuan.

When Pei Tingyuan returned to the bed, he just hugged her and didn't make any further movements.

She forced herself to close her eyes, banish the distractions from her mind, and sleep peacefully, but she couldn't.

The same is true of Pei Tingyuan behind her.

When he got up in the morning, Qiao Xihe was startled by the faint bruise under Pei Tingyuan's eyes.

She quickly reached out to his forehead to test the temperature, and there was no longer a fever, but the sudden appearance of this dark circle under his eyes was really scary.

I have heard that President Pei Da stayed up late for three nights in a row, but when I met at the gate of the company on the fourth day, he was still in good spirits, his demeanor was bright, and he couldn't see any tiredness, let alone dark circles.

Pei Tingyuan saw her staring at her face, and joked: "What, do you want to see your husband's handsome face early in the morning?"

"Narcissist!" Qiao Xihe picked up the mirror on the bedside table and showed him, "Look, you have dark circles under your eyes." ”

Pei Tingyuan didn't even look at himself in the mirror, "I thought it was a big deal, it doesn't matter." ”

"......" Qiao Xihe looked at him indifferently, and a trace of guilt rose in his heart.

After all, she's his wife......

Pei Tingyuan came over, gave a good morning kiss as usual, went to the bathroom to wash, and then went downstairs for a morning run.

Qiao Xihe pondered for a while, waited for him to come back from his morning run, and said, "At noon, I will still bring you food...... I just hope that no one else comes. ”

The last sentence was muttered in a low voice, Pei Tingyuan heard it, and said, "If there is someone else, I will definitely drive her away." ”

"Hmph. Qiao Xihe said: "What if it's your grandfather." ”

"On Sunday noon, he would definitely choose to go for tea with his old friends. Pei Ting said from afar.

Qiao Xihe sighed, always feeling that Yang Yueyue would come today, after all, she didn't get anything yesterday, and if she didn't send soup in the name of Old Man Pei today, she would have to wait until her school holiday next week.

"By the way, what do you want to eat for lunch?" she asked again.

Pei Tingyuan said: "You look at the preparation." The food prepared by Jojo and I loved it all. ”

"......" Qiao Xihe thought about Pei Tingyuan's dark circles and the guilt in his heart, and decided not to quarrel with him for the time being.

In a blink of an eye, at noon, Qiao Xihe appeared in front of the P.L Group building with a lunch bag, she looked up at the air mass sign hanging on the glass curtain wall, and then went to Pei Tingyuan across the street to buy a cup of coffee.

She was in Pei Tingyuan's office yesterday to make a cup of coffee to refresh herself, but she found that Pei Tingyuan's favorite drink was no longer available, and she secretly asked the secretary to find out that it was out of stock recently, and she was too busy, so she didn't make up for it.

Therefore, she specially bought Pei Tingyuan's favorite coffee today, which can be regarded as a small compensation for yesterday.

Standing at the door of the company, she looked left and right again, at this point yesterday, Yang Yueyue had already appeared, but today there was not even a single hair, which was a little surprising.

"Forget it, it's better not to come. She muttered to herself and went straight to Pei Tingyuan's office.

In the secretary's office, there were still a few people working on the documents, and when they saw the president's wife coming, they hurriedly got up to say hello, and then continued to be busy.

Qiao Xihe pushed open the door of the office by herself, and when Pei Tingyuan saw her coming, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Jojo, you're just in time, I'm feeling hungry just now. ”

Qiao Xihe put the lunch bag on the coffee table, and then walked to Pei Tingyuan's side with the coffee, "This is the coffee I bought for you." ”

Pei Tingyuan glanced at the coffee cup, smelled the strong aroma, and smiled even deeper, "Qiaoqiao has a heart." ”

"Then you didn't sleep well last night, is there anything I can help you, so go home early and rest. Qiao Xihe said.

Seeing that she was rarely so active, Pei Tingyuan's heart naturally blossomed, took the coffee, and took a sip.

Coffee has a bitter taste, but when you drink it in your mouth, it is sweet.

"The coffee here is not bad, right?" Qiao Xihe asked.

"Pretty good. ”

Qiao Xihe was relieved, beckoned, and said, "Let's have lunch." ”

Pei Tingyuan looked up, because of the hot weather and the hurry to come, Qiao Xihe's fair cheeks were flushed with the pink of peach petals, which made the demon in his heart start to move.

"Jojo. He shouted in a hoarse voice.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Xihe was sorting out the things on the coffee table and looked back at Pei Tingyuan.

Because she was alone indoors with Pei Tingyuan, she didn't care much, and she didn't know that when she bent down, from Pei Tingyuan's angle, she could see some spring light from the neckline of her skirt.

He felt that his heart was beating even harder, and hooked his hand towards Qiao Xihe, "There's something I want to show you." ”

"Huh?" Qiao Xihe didn't know why, returned to him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

As soon as the words fell, Pei Tingyuan stood up suddenly, then hugged her in his arms and kissed her on the lips.

"Hmm......" Qiao Xihe was startled, and instinctively pushed Pei Tingyuan's chest, but as soon as his hand touched his body, he softened.

She couldn't bear to hurt Pei Tingyuan anymore.

She leaned on the desk, wrapped her hands around Pei Tingyuan's neck, and tried to respond to his kiss.

She didn't refuse, and even catered to him, which made Pei Tingyuan even more excited, and her tongue deftly asked for the sweet taste in Qiao Xihe's mouth, and stretched out a hand to the zipper behind her back.

However, somehow, the zipper was probably hooked on something, and it couldn't be pulled off no matter how much it was pulled.

In this hot time, this situation is undoubtedly the most torturous.

He remembered that the skirt on Qiao Xihe's body was not her favorite, so he simply exerted a little force, only to hear a somewhat piercing "hiss", and the skirt was directly torn, and then thrown to the ground next to him.

Qiao Xihe suddenly opened his eyes and smashed his fist on Pei Tingyuan's body to express his protest.

But at this moment, she has been teased by Pei Tingyuan, and she has no strength, and the fist smashed on Pei Tingyuan's body, soft, but it was Pei Tingyuan* who hooked more.