After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

It had just rained in Yanjing in May, and the night breeze was a bit cool.

Xia Qing stood there holding the medicine box, her skirt swaying slightly in the breeze, and Pei Zhengyang's questions echoed repeatedly in her eardrums.

Do you know how I feel every time you escape death?

She wasn't him, but she understood how he felt.

Just like when she saw the gunshot wound in his abdomen just now, her heart tightened involuntarily, and the sudden uneasiness and fear she felt still made her feel scared to this day.

She didn't dare think about what the consequences would be if the wound went higher.

Pei Zhengyang was right, she was afraid.

Although I tried my best to restrain myself, I couldn't hide the shock and fear at that moment when I saw the wound.

And this wasn't what disturbed her the most, she was most afraid that he would encounter the same danger next.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have tried so hard to force her away.

When Pei Zhengyang saw that Xia Qing was motionless, his voice was low and hoarse, "You feel so distressed and scared when I am even slightly injured. Have you ever thought about how scared I am every time something happens to you? Besides... Qingqing people are not lucky every time."

Every time Xia Qing was injured, his heart felt like it was being thrown into the fire, especially when he thought of her as someone who had died once.

He clearly remembered the despair and helplessness he felt during the explosion in the arena when he thought the deceased was Qingqing, and later in Dulin, Qingqing's pale face lying on the hospital bed, and Da Zhang's dagger stabbed across his face a few days ago. On her neck.

Every time she was on the verge of death.

He was heartbroken every time.

If possible, he didn't want to face that kind of scene again.

But every time something happened to her, it was more or less because of him.

"So what?" The night wind blew against her body again, Xia Qing shivered, and then her body started to move again as if the pause button had been pressed. She first put the medical kit back where it was, and then walked to the window to put it in. He closed the open window and finally walked back to Pei Zhengyang and asked him.

So what?

Pei Zhengyang was still sitting on the ground. When he heard Xia Qing's words, he looked up at her. Those dark and bright peach blossom eyes that were always shining with water were also looking at him, revealing a firmness that made his heart tremble.

"Qingqing..." Pei Zhengyang didn't know how to respond to her words, so he called Qingqing in a low voice. His Qingqing was so good that he was even more reluctant to let her get hurt in the slightest.

But the situation before him now is that no matter how he chooses her, she may be hurt.

But in his opinion, as long as she is safe and healthy, emotional matters can be put on hold, but his little fat man obviously doesn't think so.

"Get up." Xia Qing squatted down and took away the silver needle from Pei Zhengyang's neck. After saying this, he smelled the scent of Su Bixi's perfume on his body. His face changed slightly and he ordered in a cold voice, "Go take a bath, it stinks."

When Pei Zhengyang saw Qingqing pulling out the needle for him, he thought she was not that angry anymore. He looked at his little fat man eagerly with a handsome face, but he heard this sentence next, lowered his head and sniffed, "No Bar?"

Xia Qing looked at him coldly, the disgust in her eyes was very straightforward.

Pei Zhengyang, "...Okay, I'll go."

"Don't touch the wound." Xia Qing watched Pei Zhengyang get up and walk towards the bathroom. Thinking of his wound, he couldn't help but added bluntly.

Pei Zhengyang, who had just received two injections in succession and was so disliked, walked heavily to the bathroom. Unexpectedly, Xia Qing's words sounded behind him, and his sullen face suddenly turned back to look at Xia Qing, with amber eyes. It's all a surprise. Is Qingqing caring about him?

She also thought that although Qingqing disliked his smell, she didn't drive him away and even let him take a bath at her place, so she wasn't angry with him anymore?

Xia Qing looked into the man's shining eyes, avoided it awkwardly, and said in a rough voice, "Why are you dawdling!"

Pei Zhengyang responded hurriedly and entered the bathroom briskly. After a while, he stood at the door wearing a bath towel and said, "Qingqing, can I use your towel?"

"Qingqing, which shampoo is yours?"

"Qingqing..."

Xia Qing's bath towel was so small that Pei Zhengyang could only wrap it around her to block her private area. She kept asking questions at the bathroom door, which made Xia Qing start to wonder why she let this man take a shower in her bedroom.

Could it be that if I smelled the smell of another woman on him just now, shouldn't it be the right choice to drive him away as soon as possible?

Unfortunately it's too late.

Because Pei Zhengyang had already finished washing, and continued to walk out wrapped in her small bath towel, wiping her hair with one hand and pressing the bath towel with the other, with an innocent look on her face, "Qingqing, I haven't changed my clothes."

Xia Qing looked at the man's symmetrical abdominal muscles and proud long legs, took a secret breath, and finally laid his eyes on his wound.

Pei Zhengyang met Xia Qing's gaze as if he was taking credit, "I was very careful and didn't get too wet."

Xia Qing looked at the gauze that was a lot wet angrily, "You don't think you've been wet enough?"

After saying that, he resigned himself to carrying the medicine box again and replaced the wet areas.

Only halfway through the change, Xia Qing suddenly felt that the man beside him was too quiet. He raised his head in confusion and met Pei Zhengyang's slightly wet eyes after taking a shower. His heart jumped uncontrollably, and then he lowered his head to hide it.

But Xia Qing lowered her head, but the man sitting next to her had no intention of letting her go. He licked his lips, and his usually clear voice seemed to have been stripped of a layer of water, and he coquettishly said to her in a hoarse voice, "Goodbye Qingqing." You’re angry, okay?”

Xia Qing couldn't control her hand shaking, and looked up in disbelief at Pei Zhengyang. This man was wrapped in a bath towel and acting coquettishly at her with such a deadly face. Where was his moral integrity?

She was afraid that what she was looking for was not a human being, but a male goblin.

Seeing that Xia Qing was silent, Pei Zhengyang persisted, "Qingqing, can you stop being angry? I've been thinking about you so much these days that I can't sleep."

Xia Qing, "..." MD, what a foul!

call!

Taking a deep breath, Xia Qing continued to hold back her words. She was afraid that she would be soft-hearted as soon as she spoke. She lowered her head and quickly took care of the last part before raising her head and said, "Okay, you can go."

After speaking, I looked at the man's eyes through the bedside lamp. There was indeed a layer of bruises in his eyes. I don't know if it looked extra heavy because of the light and shadow.

A flash of pity flashed through her heart, but thinking of what this man had done recently, she deliberately lowered her face and waited for him to leave.

But after taking a shower, Pei Zhengyang was unwilling to leave. He looked down at the bath towel wrapped around him and said, "I have no clothes."

The implication is that there is no way out.

"Put it on just now."

"Dirty." Someone started to act helpless.

Xia Qing raised her head and looked at the man's short hair that had not yet been dried. The whole person looked handsome and gentle under the orange light, which made Xia Qing's tone tremble, "What do you want?"

"I'm so tired, let me take a nap." Pei Zhengyang murmured softly.

After saying this, he simply collapsed on Xia Qing's bed and blinked at Xia Qing, "Qingqing sleep with me."

Xia Qing, "..." So his purpose tonight is to knock her out and then come over and let her sleep with him?

"Get up, things haven't been explained clearly yet." Xia Qing didn't want to stay in confusion with this man.

But as soon as she finished speaking, the man's shallow breathing sounded in her ears. Was he asleep?