Chương 1436: 1619 urban little demon 47
Tác giả: Thirteen pure ones Dịch máy
"Haha, don't worry, I'll take good care of myself, " Qi Wei replied with a smile.
She hung up the phone.
Xia Ling called the other people in the Taoist Temple, asking them to pay more attention to Qi Wei's diet, so that she would stay up less and recuperate well.
On the weekend, she planned to bring Pei Xun to Qingfeng county to play.
The two elders of the Pei family could also be brought along.
There were beautiful mountains and clear waters, and there was a rich diet there. It was very suitable for the elderly and children.
Xia Ling thought about it and made arrangements.
On Friday, she brought Pei Xun back to the Pei family. As soon as she reached home, she began to pack up and arrange the itinerary.
Pei Yan's father and Pei Yan's mother used the talismans of the Taoist Temple and were very interested in Qi Wei and the Taoist temple. Xia Ling had previously told them that they had already enthusiastically agreed.
When Pei Yan got home from work, he immediately saw four suitcases placed in the living room.
Pei Yan's mother and Xia Ling excitedly discussed the talismans of the Baiyun Temple. They said that she had gone for a medical examination a while ago and was now as light as a feather. She was in better condition than when she was young She even asked Xia Ling if she wanted to bring anything for Qi Wei.
Pei Yan went home for a long time. He took a shower and changed into his home clothes.
No one in the entire family looked at him and said a word to him.
He coughed and finally let the people in the living room look at him.
Pei Yan finally interrupted their conversation. "where are you going this weekend? Why didn't anyone inform me? "
"Ah, yes, duoduo. Didn't you tell Pei Yan? " Pei Yan's mother was stunned and looked at Xia Ling.
Pei Yan looked at Xia Ling.
Xia Ling Sat on the SOFA. Pei Yan's deep gaze only flashed slightly.
"Pei Yan is usually very busy. I forgot to ask him, " she replied calmly.
The Forgotten Pei Yan and Xia Ling maintained their marriage of convenience. The two of them did not have much interaction in the bedroom. They usually went to their respective jobs and did not communicate.
Pei Xun was now in Xia Ling's hands.
The little boy was getting more and more naughty and cute. The Pei family was relieved.
Everything seemed to be on the right track, but Pei Yan was cold to Xia Duoduo at the beginning.
Now, he wanted to talk to her, but he could not find a topic to talk about. She also said that she was tired and wanted to sleep, so she did not want to talk to him.
This time, Xia duoduo arranged the itinerary for the family trip, but she didn't inform him.
"Xia Duoduo, come with me! " Pei Yan was very unhappy and said with a dark face.
"Dad, you can't bully mom! Otherwise, I won't talk to you anymore! " Pei Xun immediately stood up to protect Xia Ling.
The little boy was like a cannonball. This swift action made Xia Ling's heart soften.
She rubbed Pei Xun's head and smiled. "It's okay, Little Xun. Dad Won't bully mom. He just has some things he wants to ask me. I need to talk to him alone. "
The tense atmosphere was swept away. Mother Pei hugged Pei Xun and smiled.
"Yes, Xiao Xun. How can your daddy be the father who hits people? If you say that, your daddy will be sad. "
The atmosphere returned to normal after a few words.
Xia Ling followed Pei Yan into the bedroom. The two of them walked one after the other.
As soon as Xia Ling entered, Pei Yan closed the door and turned around to stare at Xia ling dangerously.
"Xia Duoduo, don't you have anything you want to say to me? "
The man's handsome face was dark, as if he had spilled ink.
"What do you want to say? " Seeing that Pei Yan seemed to have noticed something, Xia Ling took two steps back and pushed her back against the bedroom door.
She looked up at him, and he was staring deeply at her.
"You know whether I'm talking about this or not! Don't play dumb, " Pei Yan said in a deep voice.
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