Chapter 41: Identity

"Concern?" Don't mention it, don't be angry, as soon as you mention it, Liang Qian's face changed, from the original apology to full dissatisfaction, "If you really care about me, you won't have a phone call for more than a week." ”

Pei Yibai was stunned for a moment, then frowned and smiled: "You and Huo Dashao have a hot fight, and I, a senior worker, am afraid that Huo Dashao's line will be occupied." ”

It was obviously a joking tone, Liang Qian's complaint couldn't be expressed, so he had to compete with him, and he also made a slightly mocking tone: "That's the same, now the whole world regards me as the future Mrs. Huo, and even my grandmother has the idea of the Huo family, and I'm really embarrassed to answer other men's calls." ”

Pei Yibai's face changed.

Liang Qian fell in love with this man's rare joy and anger, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile as a comfort: "It's not good that the picture of me standing here and chatting with you was photographed by the media." Goodbye. ”

Before he caught her, Liang Qian hurriedly withdrew the hand that patted him on the shoulder, happily stepped on the small heel and turned his head away.

Pei Yibai stood in place, and saw that the woman smiled back without warning when she walked halfway, and the smug childishness was like Liang Quan washing her eyes, making everything that should be cold and hard inadvertently softened-

Heart.

Shouldn't it be...... Bang...... Heart......

Liang Qian missed the unprecedented horror that flashed in this man's eyes, she just walked forward proudly, naturally, she couldn't be proud for long, because she was quickly caught by Pei Yibai.

The hand holding her waist was delicately brought in, and Liang Qian was held in his arms.

"Mrs. Huo in the future?" He asked rhetorically, raising an eyebrow.

Liang Qian nodded: "Uh-huh...... Uh-huh......" - gagged.

After kissing in public for half a minute, Pei Yibai raised his head with satisfaction and added, "It's obviously my woman." ”

When Mrs. Huo woke up in the bed at Mr. Pei's house in the future, it was early in the morning.

Although he took a bath, but after tossing all night, Liang Qian's fatigue was not washed away at all, and he didn't even have the strength to turn over, so he could only feel Pei Yibai leave her for a moment through the skin on his back and then fell asleep again and hugged her tightly.

The cool night and, behind him, the man who is as warm as a beam.

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

Liang Qian glanced back, and was looking at the phone screen that had just dimmed, and then he was sure that the mobile phone ringtone he had just heard in a daze really existed, not a dream.

She couldn't help but rub her sleepy eyes: "It's so late, who called you?" ”

"Business, anxious to ask my opinion."

Liang Qian wanted to turn over and face him, but he hugged him very tightly, so he could only continue to stick his back against his chest: "Solved?" ”

"Well," Pei Yibai kissed the woman's soft and delicate earlobe, "Sleep." ”

The faint floor lamp is an ambiguous orange.

The laundry scattered on the carpet is a testament to the passion.

The men and women who were embraced by thin quilts, one closed their eyes full of sleepiness, and the other, whose eyes were already deep, were now swallowed up by the darkness around them.

Liang Qian was almost about to fall asleep again, when he heard him say in his ear, "Move in together." ”

It's not an interrogative sentence, but it's not an ordinary commanding tone, just like the Buddha is saying something that comes naturally. Liang Qian put his head on his shoulder and asked glutinously, "In what capacity?" ”

“……”

“……”

"Mistress."

With his words, Liang Qian's heart flowed with soft honey.

The honey was accompanied by sleepiness, rippling layer by layer, but with a hint of hesitation and uncertainness, just like the mobile phone on the bedside table not far behind her, the screen flickered and flickered, until the call finally stopped completely, and the word "Liang Ning" completely disappeared from the screen......

Every day is a new day.

But the troubles around Liang Qian are still so few: Liang's sales situation, Liang Ning who can't get rid of it, and Pei Yibai, who is hot and cold......

Now there is another trouble: the ambiguous Huo Liuyin.

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

She woke up at Pei Yibai's house, although she tossed all night last night, she had a rare night's sleep until three o'clock in the morning, and she stretched out when she got up, which was unprecedented satisfaction.

But when he turned his head and saw that the other side of the bed was empty, Liang Qian's heart couldn't help but tighten, the clothes discarded under the bed last night were gone, someone should have cleaned up the bedroom, Liang Qian could only wrap the quilt and get out of bed, take a shirt in the closet and put it on, and put on his slippers and went out.

As soon as I walked to the living room, I saw Pei Yibai in the open kitchen opposite, he was busy with his back to her, Liang Qian got closer and found that he was cooking, the soup pot was steaming, Pei Yibai was holding a spoon in one hand and a cigarette in the other, and his posture was very interesting.

Liang Qian suddenly became ill-willed, took off his slippers, tiptoed over quietly, and came behind him, but he didn't notice it.

Liang Qian raised his hand and was about to scare him fiercely, but just as he was about to raise his hand to wrap around his waist, the man quickly turned around and grabbed her.

Pei Yibai, who was originally vigilant, saw that it was her in the next second, and his expression softened instantly, and the action that was originally about to fold her arms turned into a void in an instant, and he hugged the woman to his chest in a blink of an eye.

"Cook what?"

"Macaroni."

Liang Qian remembered that the last time he made her macaroni, he became suspicious and poked him in the chest: "You shouldn't just make macaroni, right?" ”

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

Liang Qian followed his gesture and looked back, she was just trying to scare him, and she actually missed a table of breakfast.

Mixed vegetable salad, perfectly fried bacon, slightly charred toast, fried egg and grilled sausage with a tempting oily finish...... When Liang Qian was surprised again and again, Mr. Liang raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I am a good man in the new era who can go out of the hall, enter the kitchen, and get into bed." ”

Liang Qian has no position to criticize his remarks at all, because just looking at the table full of breakfast, she is already full of appetite, as for whether his cooking skills are really better than bed skills, Liang Qian has no time to discuss, as soon as Pei Yibai finished speaking, she couldn't wait to walk to the table: "Don't disturb you cooking, I'll eat some ...... first"

It's a pity that he took two steps and was fished back: "You seem to have forgotten something?" ”

"Huh?"

"Good morning kiss."

As she spoke, she was about to lean over, but Liang Qian's action protested, she directly covered her mouth, and said angrily: "I didn't brush my teeth." ”

"I don't mind."

He also proved his words with his actions, breaking her fingers away from her mouth one by one, his gaze and movements, slow and methodical, but determined to succeed.

Seeing that he was losing and retreating, Liang Qian simply lowered his head, leaned on his shoulder and didn't look up: "No, no, no, I have to wash ...... first"

What answered her was a 'snap' sound of turning off the fire, and then Liang Qian felt a lightness in his body-

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

The koala-like posture made Liang Qian's eyes widen, such a fierce look can be described as vicious, but Pei Yibai was unscrupulous, hugged her with one arm, and took her hands to his neck with the other hand, letting her hug her tightly.

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

"I ......"

Protests were ineffective.

But......

Do you brush your teeth like this?

Liang Qian stood in front of the sink, holding a toothbrush in her mouth, while Pei Yibai was holding her from behind, her mouth full of foam looked funny, could he stare at her like this?

Liang Qian couldn't help but look back at him, he made a gesture to bow his head and kiss her, forcing Liang Qian to withdraw his gaze and brush his teeth with peace of mind.

After washing up under this strange surveillance, Liang Qian cried out for relief in his heart, and turned around to push him away: "Okay, let's go ...... dinner."

Pei Yibai didn't answer, and the hand around her waist turned slightly, and he turned her around and hugged her to the sink.

Liang Qian felt that the moment his feet left the ground, he was so anxious that he put his hands on his shoulders to prevent him from taking a step closer: "What are you doing?" ”

"Last night in the bathroom, I wasn't happy enough."

Mr. Liang Tian shamelessly explained.

Thinking of everything that happened in the bathroom last night, Liang Qian felt trembling.

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

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

When Pei Yibai kissed her and let go of her, Liang Qian's breath didn't have time to breathe, so he was able to speak again: "You ......"

He kissed him again.

After coming down three times and twice, Liang Qian's legs were weak, and he thought to himself: Let him go!

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

Liang Qian stretched out his arms around his neck and kissed him back, but the man left her lips and swam down her body.

Liang Qian closed his eyes tightly, and his heart beat like thunder.

This is a preparatory action, a sign that the hunter is about to start enjoying the deliciousness of his prey......

But at this moment, a sharp mobile phone ringtone suddenly sounded in the ears of the two.

You look at me, I look at you, not sure if you want to let the passion stop abruptly at this moment.

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

She was busy putting her shirt on, "I-I'm going to answer a call." ”

After saying that, he ran out.

Pei Yibai subconsciously reached out to grab it, but only caught the aftermath of the corner of her shirt, he stood in place, looking at the wide open bathroom door, his expression was anxious or calm and composed, so that people couldn't tell the difference.

Liang Qian ran to the coat rack next to the bed, took down his bag, and took out his mobile phone to answer.

But not only was her body still trapped in Fang Cai's passion, but even her mind seemed to be lost in the bathroom, until she heard the grandmother on the other end of the phone ask the third time suspiciously: "Liang Qian, Liang Qian, are you listening?" She just woke up.

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

"I've already said it three times," Mrs. Liang was speechless, and said it a fourth time unwillingly, "I'll go home for dinner at noon today." ”

"No return."

Old Madam Liang seemed to have thought that she would be rejected by her granddaughter immediately, and immediately moved out of the posture of an elder: "You have lived 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, Mingyi will come back for a meal when you are discharged from the hospital today, and you won't lose a piece of meat." ”

Liang Qian involuntarily looked up at the junction between the bathroom and the bedroom - Pei Yibai didn't follow her out of the bathroom, and he didn't know if it was loss or other emotions, Liang Qian was a little reluctant to deal with his grandmother anymore: "I'll leave after eating." ”

"Whatever you want."

Liang Qian sighed silently and hung up the phone.

She got up to go back to the bathroom, but she didn't expect to meet Pei Yibai walking out of the bathroom gracefully.

At this moment, the man was wrapped in another layer of coldness and hardness, not at all like the dominant emotion just now, which made Liang Qian feel unfamiliar.

Indeed, she doesn't seem to know enough about him other than a physical relationship.

"I'm going back to the mansion." Her tone couldn't help but be rusty, "Where's my clothes?" ”

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

Liang Qian sat on the edge of the bed and listened to him talk on the phone: it seemed that he asked the dry cleaner to deliver something.