Qi Chenghao sighed secretly and hurriedly came over: "If it hurts, I'll take a look." ”

"Don't." Pei Tongtong opened his hand and glanced his face to the side.

"Angry?"

She snorted.

"Really angry?"

"Are you bothered?!" She turned her head to glare at him.

He cheekily pulled a smile: "I'm sorry, wife, otherwise you can punish me, I can accept anything, otherwise you will beat me too, I will resist the beating." ”

As he spoke, he leaned his head over.

Pei Tongtong sneered: "It's really annoying, get up!" ”

"Then don't be angry."

"You're not angry, stupid."

"Then you kiss me." He lifted his face and leaned closer, "Hurry up." ”

The corners of Pei Tongtong's mouth twitched: "You don't have to inch in!" ”

"If you don't kiss me, it means you're still angry."

She sighed and quickly wiped his lips.

"Do you call kissing? It's obviously wiping your mouth, right? He tugged at the corner of his lip in disappointment, and she ran away so fast that he didn't even have time to hold her.

"You can't drive anymore? I'll go down without driving. ”

"Yes, yes, wife, it's open."

-

When she got home, Han Qing was gnawing on the duck's neck on the sofa, and when she came in, she lifted the can and said, "Do you want to drink it, it's just chilled." ”

Pei Tongtong shook his head: "Why did you come back so early, aren't you going to finish it today?" ”

"Hey, don't mention it, something went wrong temporarily, so you drove me back, and I'll continue painting tomorrow." Han Qing said and threw her a can of beer, and said, "By the way, Fu Xin called just now and asked if you want to watch the game." ”

Pei Tongtong thought for a while: "Go, I promised him, it's too bad to regret it temporarily." ”

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Will the eldest young master go?"

"No, he's going to work."

"Oh?" Han Qing blinked, then smiled, "But I asked him just now, and he said he must go." ”

"You ......" Pei Tongtong was speechless, took a sip of wine, turned around and went back to the bedroom, and after a while, another faint sentence floated ...... again, "It's up to you"

After dinner in the evening, Pei Tongtong was sitting on the sofa watching TV when his mobile phone rang.

She picked it up and glanced at it, and saw a text message from an unfamiliar number: "Tongtong, I love you, I really want to crush you under me and ravage you."

Hehe! Pei Tongtong's scalp tightened, and he immediately turned back: "Who are you?" Zhang Lin's brain-dead fan? ”

"What are you kidding, I'm your brainless fan. In other words, you look good in a pink shirt today, you have a great figure, your breasts are big, the buttons of your shirt are about to burst, and the little rabbit cub next to you can't pull out his eyes...... But I don't want you to be so sexy outside, you're just me, I want to see you look undressed......"

After reading this string of words, Pei Tongtong's heart swelled with a chill, and his face turned green.

She was stunned for a long time with her mobile phone, and her fingers trembled and typed a few words: "You are the one who was in the café during the day?" ”

This time, the other party did not respond for a long time.

Han Qing next to her saw that her face was ugly, and said loudly: "What's wrong?" This expression is like eating, disgusted by the sweet words of the eldest young master? ”

Pei Tongtong didn't speak, turned his head and looked at her in a daze.

Han Qing frowned, snatched her mobile phone, and after looking at it a few times, her face changed greatly: "Damn!" Which turtle grandson is this?! ”

"I seem to be targeted by a pervert."

"Huh? What's going on? ”

So, Pei Tongtong told her what happened during the day.