Song Yuqiao said this while not looking at Pei Shichen, her hands fiddling with the sash of his robe, her heart racing like a drum. Thud thud thud.

  She didn't actually expect Pei Si Cheng to be able to keep his promise and guard her chastity as he said.

  Men have more physiological needs than women, she knows and understands, but still thinks about it in her heart. Even if Pei Shuai is deceiving her, she can't deny that when she heard Pei Shuai express his feelings in the recording studio that afternoon, Song Yuqiao was really very happy, a joy that came from deep within her heart.

  After a long time, Pei Sicheng hadn't spoken a word, but the palm of his hand stuck to Song Yuqiao's waist seemed to be getting hotter and hotter. Song Yuqiao couldn't help but twist slightly, and Pei Sicheng had already lifted her chin up.

  Pei Su's eyes, looking at Song Yuqiao, had a hint of amusement. "Jealous?"

  Song Yuqiao shook off Pei Cheng's hand, and Pei Cheng used his fingers to lift her chin, with a smile that made her feel like she was being teased. She opened her mouth and bit down on Pei Cheng's finger, lightly biting it before trying to get away from him.

  "Stop wriggling," Pei Sichen casually used both hands to restrain Song Yuqiao's waist, not letting her squirm at this moment, testing his willpower. "Zheng Jiawei is a classmate of mine, now the conductor of the Military Region Symphony Orchestra. This time I have a project to renovate a film and television theater on my side, after it's done, I want to invite them to perform at the ribbon-cutting ceremony, yeah, that's it."

  Song Yuqiao leaned her face against Pei Si Cheng's chest, "Is she gone now?"

  "No, in the guest room downstairs, the military zone is too far from here, it's very late today, just let her stay and rest."

  Song Yuqiao didn't know if Pei Shicheng said this sentence on purpose, anyway she felt uncomfortable after hearing it. Don't know which word made her feel that way.

  However, as a hostess, she should entertain Bai Ze's friends well, or perhaps, his lady friend?

  Pei Si Cheng suddenly flipped over and pinned Song Yu Qiao under his body.

  "Now, I'll answer your first question." Pei Si Cheng pulled Song Yu Qiao's hand and leaned in. "Actually, when there is a physiological reaction, it can be resolved without the need for a woman..."

  The moment Song Yuqiao's soft little hand touched him, Pei Si Cheng felt that his blood vessels were all triggered in an instant, and the hot spot in his body was instantly uncontrollable. He tore open the bottom of Song Yuqiao's sleeping skirt.

  Song Yuqiao was pinned down by Pei Si Cheng, unable to move. As she groaned in pain, she also asked another question based on what Pei Si Cheng had just said: "Didn't you say that it could be resolved without a woman?"

  Pei Si Cheng smiled and leaned forward slightly: "No need for other women, only you."

  Song Yuqiao suddenly remembered a sentence her mother, Xi Mei Yu, had once told her: In fact, many true words are formed under the accumulation of numerous false words. Not only women deceive people, but men also deceive people.

  But at this time, even if Pei Shichen was deceiving her, she would willingly believe him.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao felt that the frequency of fairy fights between Pei Shichen and herself was too high, almost every night, and several times at that. And Pei Shichen didn't take any measures, even if he was exhausted, he wouldn't go to the bathroom to wash in the middle of the night. The next morning when Song Yuqiao woke up, she would be ashamed to death by the stickiness between her legs.

  It's impossible to get pregnant if things go on like this.

  However, Song Yuqiao has no intention of getting pregnant now, because she will be processing her resignation at Shallow Language Company this week, or looking for a job, or going to A University to cancel her suspension and return to school.

  If she gets pregnant, it means all these things she wants to do will have to be put off.

  Besides, there's already an unmarried pregnant Pei Huaiyu, how can she have another baby? She thinks that whether or not to take measures is something that needs to be discussed with Pei Si Cheng.

  "That... Paisley."

  Pei Sicheng walked out of the bathroom and saw Song Yuqiao sitting on the edge of the bed, "Huh?"

  Song Yuqiao lowered his head, his eyes falling on the empty space in front of him. "That... can you take measures in the future? If not, I'll just take birth control pills..."

  Pei's face fell, and Song Yuqiao hastily grabbed his hand: "Don't worry, I'm just discussing with you. I'm still young, after we get married, there will be plenty of time to have children, now..."

  "Then let's go get our marriage certificate today."

  When Pei Sheng said this sentence, Song Yuqiao was completely stunned: "... are you kidding?"

  Pei Si's mouth curled up with a hint of a smile, "Do I look like I'm joking?"

  It was so sudden, Song Yuqiao didn't expect that on such a chaotic morning, she hadn't even had time to go to the bathroom to wash up, and was only wearing a white shirt with the chest half-covered, the bed a mess.

  Pei Si bent down, ruffled Song Yuqiao's already messy hair, "Scared you? Go take a bath first, I'll change the sheets."

  Song Yuqiao stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and the words that Pei Shichen had just said kept echoing.

  Is this considered a proposal?

  It came too suddenly, and not only was she unprepared, but it seemed that Pei Si himself was also unprepared.

  Song Yuqiao shook off the water droplets on his head, turned off the showerhead, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror to dry himself, paying special attention to the wound on his cheek.

  It's already scabbed over, and it's been a bit itchy these past two days. It should be falling off soon. Once the scab falls off naturally, I can try using that scar removal serum Huazhen gave me.

  These two days, Song Yuqiao always liked to let her hair down, which could properly cover up some of the wounds on her face. It wasn't for show, but rather she didn't want many people to see it and then have questions about how the wounds got there, forcing her to give unnecessary explanations.

  After taking a bath, Song Yuqiao went to Pei Haoyu's room first. The little guy was already not in the room, which was strange. He would get up on his own initiative on a morning when he needed to go to school without being called by others.

  As soon as he went downstairs, Song Yuqiao smelled the aroma of food.

  Zheng Jiawei was still wearing a yellow apron, which she often wore when cooking on the Huayuan side.

  Song Yuqiao slowed down her footsteps, and Zheng Jiawei had already seen Song Yuqiao, so she waved at her, "You're awake, I made some breakfast, come over and have some too."

  Song Yuqiao said: "No need, I'm in a hurry to go to work, just buy some outside." Xiu Xianglai.

  It's possible that Song Yuqiao didn't originally want to say much about Zheng Jiawei, after all, Pei Si Cheng had explained everything last night. This woman may have had something with Pei Si Cheng in the past, but it was all just a fleeting moment. Song Yuqiao is now the present, however, when Zheng Jiawei beckoned her to go eat breakfast, Song Yuqiao felt that she must do something, and absolutely not just turn around and leave.

  Even going out for breakfast, she had to say what was on her mind first. She is now Bai Si Cheng's girlfriend and the lady of the house here.

  Song Yuqiao reminded herself in her heart, then smiled and walked over, "Vivian sister, I'm really sorry, slept too late last night, and this morning still had to trouble you to make breakfast for the whole family, it's really hard work, I didn't treat you well."

  Paisley, who was listening on one side, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Was Song Yuqiao declaring sovereignty? But he liked it.

  Bai Haoyu jumped down from his chair and pulled Song Yuqiao's hand, letting her sit down: "Qiao Qiao, come eat!"

  Song Yuqiao squatted down and picked up Pei Hangyu, "Auntie will take you to eat a family's steamed buns, how about it? The one Auntie mentioned last time that left a fragrant aftertaste."

  Bai Huanyu blinked twice, and it was clear that he had guaranteed his "loyalty" to Qiao Qiao. He stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Song Yuqiao's neck, "Great, I'll go eat boiled dumplings with Qiao Qiao! Daddy, are you coming too?"

  Song Yuqiao looked at Pei Si Cheng, and Pei Si Cheng smiled, "Not going."

  Although she knew there were guests at home who needed to be entertained, Song Yuqiao's heart still felt a little sour for no reason. When hugging Pei Huaiyu and going out, Song Yuqiao was thinking, wasn't she being too sensitive lately? Obviously, Pei Si Cheng had already explained last night, but she was still paying attention like this.

  It's really too petty, needs to be adjusted.

  In the restaurant, Zheng Jiawei looked at Pei Su's expression and asked: "You really don't plan to chase after her?"

  Pei Si knocked on the table.

  Zheng Jiawei brought up the delicious dishes she had made and said, "I made four portions, we two can't finish them all, you'll have to put some in the fridge."

  Pei Si Cheng directly picked up his spoon and drank the porridge, saying: "The taste is not bad."

  Zheng Jiawei took off her apron and sat down at the table, "That's what I learned from a five-star chef, I think your little girlfriend is simply hostile towards me. To be honest, she shouldn't have hostility towards me, but towards Meng Xue instead."

  Paisong's spoon knocked against the rim of the bowl and he slightly furrowed his brow, looking at Zheng Jiawei.

  Zheng Jiawei then realized she had said too much. "Sorry, the dead are more important, I understand." She said, making a cross on her chest.

  Pais Cheng's eyes had darkened a bit.

  "Shall we go to the cinema for a while?" asked Zheng Jiawei.

  Pei Si took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, "No need, I'll book a hotel for you, go rest first."

  "Huh, just stayed here for one night and you're already driving me out?" Zheng Jiawei clucked her tongue a few times, "Really not very humane, is it?"

  Facing Pei's icy stare, Zheng Jiawei hastily shut her mouth and waved her hand: "I was wrong, I won't say any more. You're becoming more and more autocratic, now you can't even take a joke. Can your girlfriend tolerate your male chauvinism? If it were me, I'd definitely break up with you."

  "What a pity," Pei Si said with a faint smile, "my little girlfriend is not you."

  Zheng Jiawei shrugged, lowered her eyelids, and pinched a pineapple bun on the table with her fingers.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao accompanied Pei Hangyu for breakfast at a restaurant outside and then sent the little guy to school.

  Bai Haoyu had taken a few days off, and this was the first day he came back to class after his leave. Song Yuqiao sent him into school and took the opportunity to meet Bai Haoyu's head teacher.

  When calling home as usual, Bae Hwan-young was absolutely not as happy as he is today, laughing non-stop, and when he opened his mouth, you could see that there was one less tooth in his mouth.

  Pae Ho-yub's homeroom teacher is a female teacher wearing glasses. "You are Pae Ho-yub's...?"

  Because all the previous visitors to the school were men, and the person standing in front of her, Song Yuqiao, looked so young, that's why the teacher asked this question.

  "I am Pei Hangyu's mother."

  Bai Haoyu, who was below, heard Song Yuqiao's words and countless pink bubbles rose in his heart. He finally had a mom too, it wasn't easy, although she wasn't his real mom.

  Because Bae Ho-young is the youngest in the class, and he's only five and a half years old. In fact, when he first came to the class, he didn't understand anything at all, but he's actually a smart kid, even learning faster than some of the naughty kids in the class.

  The head teacher said some basic situation, Song Yuqiao listened very carefully and remembered it all. Finally, Song Yuqiao squatted down to help Pei Haoyu tidy up his clothes, touched his little head, "Good boy, go to class."

  Pei Hangyu turned around and ran towards the classroom. He was still thinking, there were two more mantou in his backpack, he would give one to Mu Xiaodong.

  Song Yuqiao thanked the class teacher and walked out of the office, just in time to meet Er Yi.

  "How old is he?"

  Xiyu Xia held a stack of workbooks in her hands and carried a bag, while Song Yuqiao hurriedly lent a hand.

  "Yao Qiao, how did you come to school?"

  "I'm just passing by, I'll send a little kid in." Song Yuqiao was afraid that Erniang would ask more questions, so she helped Xiyu Xia put the homework on the office desk, turned around and waved her hand, "I still have to go to work, I'll be late, I'll leave first."

  "Hey, I haven't finished asking yet......" Xi Yuxia took a sip of water.

  On the other hand, Pei Hangyu's homeroom teacher had already walked over, adjusting his glasses, "Yuxia, was that just you..."

  "My sister's daughter, my niece."

  The class teacher walked over, "How old are you? You look so young, but you already have a child who is more than five years old..."

  Xiyu Xia suddenly spat out the water in her mouth and started coughing.

  "Ah, you're...!" The class teacher hastily pulled out a tissue and handed it to Xi Yu-Xia. Xi Yu-Xia usually gave people the impression of being steady and calm, but this time she had attracted the attention of many teachers in the office.

  Xiyu Xia took a deep breath and said, "No way, I've never heard of it."

  The class teacher smiled and said, "It was just her own admission, and previously Pei Hangyu had also come to change the phone number of the school's communication with parents to hers."

  This has become a joke in the office now.

  My niece has a child over five years old, and even her second aunt didn't know.

  Don't even mention Xi Yu Xia, this second aunt, let alone Xi Mei Yu, this mother, no one knows.

  Xiyu Xue called her sister Xi Mei Yu and heard a crashing sound on the other end, as if she had broken a cup.

  "How old is that child?"

  Xiyu Xia said: "He's five years old, right? I remember the last time at the football match, I saw Yuqiao holding that child. At that time, I didn't think much of it, but if he's five years old, wasn't Yuqiao with you in Canada?"

  Xī Měi yù róu le róu méi xīn, yáo kòng zhe qīng sǎo jī qì rén, jiāng dì miàn shàng de bō liè suì zhā sǎo zǒu, zhàn zài bié shù de luò dì chuāng qián, kàn zhe wài miàn guǎng yǎo de tiān kōng, xīn lǐ hǎo xiàng shì dǎ fān le wǔ wèi zá píng.

  "I'll be back in two days, after I've settled the things at the research institute here and then return home for a trip."

  Xiyu Xia nodded: "You as a mother, should have come back, Shuying is about to give birth now."

  ………………

  That morning, Song Yuqiao arrived at Qianyu Company early and basically completed the handover. She packed up some things on her desk into a storage box.

  Zheng Qing brought over two cups of coffee and handed one to Song Yuqiao, who took it and said, "Thank you."

  "You don't look too well?"

  "I had a whole night's dream when I slept at night, but when I woke up, I couldn't remember anything and felt very tired," Song Yuqiao took two sips of coffee, rubbed the rim of the cup, and opened the drawer of her office desk. "There are some things inside that I may not need to use. Take a look and see if there's anything you need."

  As she walked out of the company carrying boxes, Zheng Qing followed behind her and saw her off for a while from upstairs. "I know a HR manager at an advertising company, I've recommended you to them, they happen to have an interview tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock, prepare yourself and go give it a try, with your level of skill, there's definitely no problem."

  Song Yuqiao originally wanted to say that she wanted to go back to school and finish her remaining two years of university, but since Zheng Qing said so, she temporarily agreed.

  She may not necessarily be able to get an interview, just because she doesn't even have a bachelor's degree, no matter where she goes for an interview, the threshold is always a limitation.

  Song Yuqiao first returned to the Jinshui apartment, where her sister Song Shuying was applying a facial mask, with a layer of black seaweed mask on her face. As soon as she opened the door, she scared Song Yuqiao half to death.

  "Sister, you scared me to death in broad daylight."

  Song Shuying spoke with a pursed mouth: "During the day, it's enough to scare people to death. What about at night? I'll be caught then."

  Song Yuqiao moved his things into his own room and said, "I'm officially unemployed now, and I've also become a vagrant. In a while, I'll go check how much money is left in my bank card. It might be enough for me to spend during the two months of summer vacation."

  "Even if you don't have a single penny in your bank account, will Pei Su not support you?" Song Shuying used her finger to test the moisture on the outside of the seaweed mask. "Just now, my mom called me and said that Song Yuhan's flight has been brought forward, he'll arrive at 6:30 tonight, and wants us two to go pick him up."

  "Didn't you say there were two more days?!"

  Song Yuqiao was startled, and when she turned around, the thorn of a wooden box on her desk scratched her finger, and her fingertips started bleeding. She hissed and took a deep breath, directly pulling out a tissue to press her finger pulp.

  "I also think it's strange, but since Song Yu-Hang has come, it means that our mom is coming earlier than expected, we need to get ready."

  Song Yuqiao felt that the bleeding on her finger had stopped, so she took away the paper towel. Song Shuying had already walked out of her bedroom. "Sister, don't bother to pick me up, it's inconvenient for you with your big belly! Let's just eat together at night."

  Around noon, Song Yuqiao took her purse and went to the vegetable market downstairs to buy some fresh fruits and vegetables, and bought some fish and meat. It was not easy to have time at noon, so she could cook a delicious meal for her sister at home.

  Just then, I had just gone downstairs and received a call from Lu Lu.

  Song Yu hesitated for a moment before answering, now Lu Lu said she wanted to come and live with her in a shared rental house, which was definitely unrealistic, because her younger brother Song Yu Heng had arrived, according to Song Shu Ying's words, their mother would also be back within two weeks.

  Might as well tell Lu Lu the truth, anyway she will understand.

  After connecting the phone, Lu Lu said on the other end of the line: "Yu Qiao, do you have anything to do this afternoon? I need to go to the countryside to pick up my son. Hua Shuang has a fashion design that needs to be completed and doesn't have time. Can you accompany me?"

  Song Yuqiao calculated the time roughly and thought that going to the countryside for a trip should still allow her to make it back in time to pick up her brother at the airport tonight, so she agreed.

  Lu Lu's son was in a suburb on the outskirts of C City, not far away. It would take more than half an hour to get there by car. Lu Lu didn't look too good, so Song Yuqiao told her to lie down and rest in the back seat, while he drove from the front.

  Lu Lu closed her eyes and rested for a while in the back seat, then sat up and suddenly asked: "Yu Qiao, have you lost your memory?"

  Song Yuqiao knew that Huazhen might have told her, so she nodded, "I was seriously ill in Vancouver before and then forgot some things."

  "Oh."

  Although Lu Luan had put on makeup, Song Yuqiao could still see the fatigue on her face, and the dark circles under her eyes that even makeup couldn't cover up.

  Outside the car window, some low bungalows flashed by quickly. The sun on top shone brightly over the vast land, and a glance revealed white light reflecting off the ground everywhere.

  "By the way, I bought a house in Shengting, it's a ready-to-move-in house, already decorated, so I won't need to rent with you anymore. The house is quite big, you and Hua Zhen can go live there whenever you want."

  Luka has several million, buying a house is not a problem at all, but Song Yuqiao also heard that Shengting's house is very expensive, and doesn't know how much Luka spent.

  "I'm also planning to open another store, I can't just sit around and waste everything, I still have a son to support."

  Lu Lu said this and continued to lie down on her side, closing her eyes.

  Song Yuqiao listened to Lu Luan's words, thinking that her son must be a little cutie too. He was only one year old and should be in the midst of being naughty.

  However, Song Yuqiao really did not expect that when she saw Lu Lu's son, she would be so shocked that she couldn't speak.

  Lu Lu took the child from a peasant woman and held it on her shoulder, turning around to look at Song Yuqiao who was still in a daze, and smiled, "Really scared you?"

  Song Yuqiao shook his head and looked at Lu Luan, "Didn't you say... it was just blindness?"