After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

Xia Qing spoke loudly, and Pei Zhengyang looked at him blankly with his beautiful face, unable to say a word for a while.

Seeing the normally dignified man looking at her blankly, Xia Qing didn't feel the slightest bit soft-hearted. In order not to affect Yun Niang next door, she only turned on the bedside lamp, then sat on the bed and watched her knee being stabbed. Pei Zhengyang asked, "Is that dog downstairs yours?"

Pei Zhengyang, "..."

Although he really didn't want to admit it, he could understand the situation at the moment. Pei Zhengyang struggled mentally for a few seconds, and finally nodded towards Xia Qing.

Xia Qing took a deep breath, and then she asked how an apparently purebred and well-trained German Shepherd could get attached to her by no means. How could this man be so fierce with other women on his face, but secretly seduce her dog behind her back? , is she his mistress?

She also named the dog San'er, was she mocking her?

"Did you let him come to my house just to make it easier for you to become a thief?" Xia Qing's depressed mood because Pei Zhengyang stayed at Su Bixi's house overnight did not improve, but made her even more irritable.

Pei Zhengyang hurriedly shook his head, "How is that possible? I'm not..." Halfway through, he met Xia Qing's cold eyes as he looked at him, and his tone softened unconsciously, and in the end he even whispered, "I'm not."

Xia Qing listened to this guilty tone and looked at the tall man who looked like he had done something wrong. He felt angry and distressed, and stepped forward to pull out the silver needle from his knee.

Pei Zhengyang's legs softened and he dragged Xia Qing to the ground. He also took the opportunity to hold him in his arms and looked at Xia Qing eagerly with a pair of narrow amber eyes.

Xia Qing fell on Pei Zhengyang and was so angry that when she raised her head, she met the man's eyes that were as dazzling as stars. But at the moment, those eyes were full of flattery. With such a peerless face, Xia Qing made Xia Qing When the vicious words reached his lips, he swallowed them down, and could only stare angrily, "Let me go!"

"Hold on." Now that he had been discovered, Pei Zhengyang no longer tried to hide it, and hugged Xia Qing tighter like a rogue.

Xia Qing saw him so angry and said, "I'm not interested in men with fiancées. Second Young Master Pei respects himself."

"My fiancée is you, before and in the future." Pei Zhengyang decided to deny her until she died.

Xia Qing sneered after hearing this, "Are you going to ask the official letter of the Pei Group?"

Pei Zhengyang looked down at his little fat man's angry look, so cute and cute. He felt more and more that his previous decision was a bit stupid, and he should find a better way.

But his attitude was even more abhorrent to Xia Qing. He struggled to get up from Pei Zhengyang, and then saw the man frowning, obviously hurt by the touch. At that moment, he didn't dare to move anymore, and he frowned and asked, " What’s wrong with you?"

Pei Zhengyang shook his head hastily, "It's okay."

Xia Qing believed his ghost, turned sideways, reached out to lift up his shirt, and saw that the gauze on the man's abdomen had oozed red blood. His face changed slightly, and he sat upright suddenly, "How did you get hurt?"

"Haha, I accidentally knocked it." Pei Zhengyang didn't want Xia Qing to examine his injury carefully, so he stretched out his hand to cover it without bothering her, and sat up directly, but the next moment he saw Xia Qing raising the silver needle in his hand towards him, The tone of voice changed, "Qing... Qing, what do you want to do?"

Xia Qing was too lazy to pay attention to him, and inserted a needle into the acupuncture point on Pei Zhengyang's neck. Then Pei Zhengyang found that he could not move his neck, and looked at Xia Qing stiffly, "Qingqing..."

"Shut up." Xia Qing said this, pushed Pei Zhengyang back to the ground, stood up and took out the medical kit from the corner of the room, and then opened Pei Zhengyang's gauze under his extremely resistant eyes, and saw the ferocious The wound was a gunshot wound.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Xia Qing still blushed uncontrollably when he saw this scene, "Did it happen when Lin Xiaoran and Dazhang kidnapped me that day?"

Pei Zhengyang remained silent. His little fat boy was so smart that there was no way he could deceive him.

Seeing his dead look, Xia Qing held a breath in her heart and stretched out her hand to poke the wound lightly.

Pei Zhengyang was unprepared and his handsome face twisted in pain for a moment. He looked at Xia Qing in shock, "Qingqing, you are murdering your husband!"

"Husband? Sorry, I'm single." Xia Qing snorted coldly and began to check his wounds. The wounds were very tricky. If they went up a little bit, they would damage the lungs. It would not be as simple as it is now. Let this person The man arrogantly carried such a big hole and showed off everywhere.

Seeing that Xia Qing was really angry, Pei Zhengyang felt guilty and stretched out his movable fingertips to gently poke Xia Qing's white calves, "Don't be angry."

Xia Qing ignored the coquettish man with a monster face and concentrated on cleaning his wounds. The man obviously did not recover well after being injured. The wound did not recover well and there were already signs of pus. She was angry and distressed at the same time. I don't want to deal with this bastard.

Pei Zhengyang looked embarrassed when he saw this. He looked down at Xia Qing who was treating his wounds wholeheartedly. The night wind came in through the half-open window and blew the skirt of the woman squatting beside him to sway slightly. It inadvertently swept over his naked body. On the skin in the air, he was swept away by the itchy patch, and then the itch climbed all the way along the skin, and finally even the area on his heart was itchy.

Xia Qing was almost done with it when he suddenly noticed that the people on the ground were too quiet. He raised his eyes and met Pei Zhengyang's starry eyes like a deep pool. His heart trembled and he lowered his head to continue processing.

Unexpectedly, the person beneath him chuckled, his chest vibrating and his wounds moving along with it. Xia Qing glared at him angrily, "You're still laughing when your life is almost gone."

"It's cool to die under the peony flowers and be a ghost." Pei Zhengyang replied narrowly.

Xia Qing, "...shut up."

But how could Pei Zhengyang be willing to shut up at this time, beat the snake and follow the stick, "Afraid of my death?"

Xia Qing paused for a moment, then continued to treat the wound as if nothing had happened, but what he said was, "It's none of my business whether someone else's fiancé dies or not."

Pei Zhengyang was still angry when he heard this, but did not explain. He continued to look at Xia Qing with a smile on his lips.

Xia Qing felt uncomfortable with his look, "I'm telling the truth."

"Are you still jealous?" Pei Zhengyang could move his neck a little, so he simply put his hands behind his head and rested his head on it. He had never seen his little fat girl being jealous, so he thought she wouldn't.

"Jealous? Ha." Xia Qing snorted disdainfully, wrapped the last gauze in place and fixed it, then clapped her hands, "You can get out."

Pei Zhengyang did not move. Instead, he looked at Xia Qing and said as if he was thinking of himself, "I know you are afraid, I am afraid too, no, I am more afraid than you."

Xia Qing picked up the medical kit and was about to put it back, but stopped because of Pei Zhengyang's words, but did not turn around.

The man didn't care and continued to murmur, "You just saw the injuries on my body. Are you scared? You don't have to lie, I know you are scared. Then you know that there were two explosions and one neck cut, and you escaped death every time. How do I feel?"

Xia Qing's stiff body didn't move, and her heart clenched tightly.