Where is the cute wife

Helpless, she can only ask the patrol guard to help, a person carrying an arm to carry Meng Peiyuan back.

She did not dare to let the guards enter the main courtyard easily, which disturbed the Meng family's rest. Only in this way, she had to shoulder the weight of Meng Peiyuan again.

Breathless stare at him, smell the strong smell of wine on his body, endure the impulse to throw him into the swimming pool, and drag him into the porch step by step.

When Bai Tong cherishes the hard time, Meng Peiyuan even talks nonsense to wake up.

Staring down at the small head that was bent, he shamelessly said, "Mrs. Meng, I'm thirsty..."

She had a moment by his pure good "Mrs. Meng" seconds off, such a surname sense of hoarse voice line, so that she has the impulse to spray nosebleed.

How are you? Can you walk to the living room by yourself She asked.

"Well." In spite of this, Meng Peiyuan didn't mean to get up from her.

His long arm, I do not know when has been holding her snake waist, the situation quietly changed.

It is not so much that Meng Peiyuan relies on Bai Tong Xi, but rather Meng Peiyuan takes the petite Bai Tong Xi into his arms.

She took him to another position as if he was not fully awake.

During this period, Meng Peiyuan breathed the fragrance of Bai Tong's neck, glanced at her beautiful neck, and wanted to stamp a few chapters on it.

Bai Tongxi, however, threw himself into the sofa in the living room in the next second.

Seeing Meng Peiyuan's black face, Bai Tong Xi thinks that he has hurt his butt. Unexpectedly, he is accidentally hurt by his hand.

"Wait a minute. I'll get you a glass of water." After a pause, she noticed that Meng Peiyuan's right hand was hanging unnaturally. She could not help but ask, "what's wrong with your hand?"

Meng Peiyuan's eyes were dim: "it was hurt by accident."

Bai Tong nodded pitifully. First he went to fetch Meng Peiyuan a cup of boiled water. Seeing that he had drunk most of it, he said, "where is the first aid kit at home? I'll get it."

"In the bedroom."

"Yes."

Seeing that Bai Tongxi has been busy for him since he came back, Meng Peiyuan suddenly feels that a woman is taking care of her at home, which is also good.

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Bai Tongxi dipped the cotton wool with red liquid, and observed Meng Peiyuan's expression: "cry if it hurts."

Meng Peiyuan sneered.

Bai Tongxi didn't want to laugh at Meng Peiyuan. When she was dealing with the wound, she found that some glass fragments had penetrated into the meat. She had to clean it with tweezers before she could apply the medicine for him.

Most people can't stand this process for a long time, but Meng Peiyuan is stubborn. No matter how she tosses around, she is speechless.

After medication, wrapped with gauze, she closed the first-aid kit, told him: "take a bath later, your hands do not touch water, be careful of infection."

Meng Peiyuan quietly looked at his right hand and said, "Oh, you see I'm all hurt. Why don't you take a bath for me?"

Bai Tong Xi Qingli's face is slightly sulky, and he almost wants to applaud Meng Peiyuan's advance.

If he had not helped her and Ruan Mian today, she would not have cared about his life and death. Because of his drunken behavior in the nightclub, she would have been labeled as a dandy: "I'm very tired. Go to rest first. You can do it yourself."

Seeing Bai Tongxi walking resolutely, Meng Peiyuan, who is not interested in staying in the living room alone, follows up.

His tall shadow cast on Bai Tongxi by the light above his head, like an omnipotent patron god, and like a huge shadow that cannot be rid of.

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after entering the bedroom, Meng Peiyuan looks at the double bed. There is a white pillow and dark bedding on it, which is no different from usual.

But it is this ordinary that makes Meng Peiyuan feel extraordinary.

"Where are you sleeping?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I sleep on the sofa in front of the TV, and I found a cotton blanket in your closet, don't mind."

Bai Tongxi's expression did not feel uncomfortable, as if they should have been strangers at both ends of the separation, and she was more like a lodger.

Meng Peiyuan, with deep black pupils, said, "whatever you want."

When he walked into the bathroom, Bai Tongxi lay back on the sofa and wrapped himself up with a blanket.

Since Meng Peiyuan said that marriage was not intended, she naturally did not have the obligation to accompany him to bed.

Besides, in addition to the smell of wine, he also has a light fragrance of fat and powder. He must have been satisfied when he was in the nightclub, right?

Thinking of this, Bai Tong closed his eyes with peace of mind. The exhaustion accumulated in a day, coupled with Meng Peiyuan's indifference, made her relaxed a lot. After a while, she really fell asleep.

I don't know how long after, a sound of foot steps sounded.

Meng Peiyuan came to the head of the bed. A towel was wrapped around his neck, which was wrapped in a big drop of water from his hair tail.

Cold eyes to Bai Tongxi in the direction of the direction, see her sleep a face comfortable, he actually have a kind of hard shake wake up, ravage her idea, also do not know what psychology, he specially found out the air conditioning remote control, the temperature from 26 ° to 16 °.The bedroom is so big that I can't feel the obvious change for a while, but Meng Peiyuan is sure that Bai Tongxi will not be too good tonight.