Master Pei, your wife is too cruel

Chapter 291 Be good, spit here.

"Uncle, don't you want to?"

Sang Nuan looked at him with big eyes without blinking.

She didn't want to bother Mr. Pei either.If she hadn't played tricks on him last time by taking the opportunity of making supper, the relationship between the two of them wouldn't be as stiff as it is now.

But when she was eating hot pot today, she asked Song Yi, and Song Yi said that she didn't find out.

Just imagine, in the land of Kyoto, the person who even Song Yi couldn't find out could only be one of the upper-level families.

Pei Zehan was distracted for [-] seconds, and immediately recovered the gentle expression just now. He reached out and touched the top of her head, and said in a doting tone, "No reluctance, except for this? Is there anything else that needs my help?"

Huh?
Taking the initiative to ask her to ask him for help, it seems that Mr. Pei is sincerely apologizing to her this time.

The last bit of discomfort that Sang Nuan felt towards him immediately turned into bubbles.

She has the thickest and strongest golden thighs in all of Kyoto!

I didn't hug before because of inertia.She got used to it on her own.

In the previous life, it was like this in the Qin family.

Whenever something happened, the first thing in my mind was to think of a solution, and I never thought of asking for help. Of course, it was also because, in that environment, she had no one to turn to, and she gradually developed an independent personality.

Later, he followed Xu Muyang.

Heh~ That scumbag, don't say anything!
Now that the old feud with Mr. Pei has been resolved, this leg has to be used anyway.

Sang Nuan grinned, showing two cute little canine teeth, and leaned her little head in front of Pei Zehan, "Uncle, can you help me with anything I said?"

Realizing the change of the little girl's address and the vivid expression on her face that had never been seen before, Pei Zehan's thoughts that had been hanging all night were put into his stomach.

His eyes became more and more gentle, like a promise: "As long as you can say it, I can do it."

These words were so loud that Sang Nuan didn't quite believe them. She glanced at her mouth and said casually, "Uncle, you can just answer me, and you don't need to coax me like a child."

Pei Zehan was amused by her words.

"I didn't coax you."

"Not yet?" Sang Nuan's round eyes met his, "Then I want the moon in the sky, will you pick it?"

Pei Zehan suddenly grabbed her shoulders and let her lean into his arms. Before Sang Nuan understood what was going on, Pei Zehan stuffed a large plate of cherries into her arms.

The man embraced her from behind, and while picking the cherries' poles, he said, "That thing can't be taken off. But, if you really like it, I can build a rocket to take you up there to have a look."

As she spoke, a cherries the size of a walnut was stuffed into Sang Nuan's mouth, almost choking her to death.

Ok.

The local tyrant is my husband, this, very good!
Seeing the little girl's bulging mouth, like a puffer fish, Pei Zehan couldn't help poking her round cheeks with his fingers, and changed the subject, "Tell me about your interview."

"...Well, uncle, just wait."

Just as she finished eating the cherries in her mouth, Sang Nuan stretched her neck, looking for trash cans or ashtrays everywhere.

She has lived here not long ago, and she is not familiar with where many ornaments are placed.

There was nothing on the coffee table, and nothing under the coffee table.

Where!
She seemed to see a white barrel at the corner of the stairs, which should be a trash can.

Sang Nuan jumped up from the sofa with a jerk, and was about to spit out the nuclei.

After being pressed on the shoulder by Pei Zehan's big hand, he was pushed back on the sofa.

"What are you going to do?"

Sang Nuan pointed to her mouth, "...well, yes, core~"

Seeing her anxious little appearance, Pei Zehan's eyes flickered, and he spread his hand to her mouth.

"Hey, spit here."

(End of this chapter)