When he went downstairs, Shen Wanqing's legs were still shaking.
She didn't want to shake, but she really couldn't use her strength.
As soon as he walked a step, Pei Ximian just came out of the kitchen.
The clean boy in the white T-shirt was wearing a light blue bib. He raised his eyes and saw Shen Wanqing who was going downstairs.
As if aware of the difficulty of women going downstairs, Pei Ximian smiled. He went up the stairs and came to Shen Wanqing.
Looking at the lingering smile between the boy's eyebrows, Shen Wanqing gritted his teeth and said angrily, "what you laugh is because of you! Bad comment!"
Still a lover!
She feels like she's the one being squeezed!
Pei Ximian also knew that he tossed too hard last night, and he consciously didn't refute it. He accepted Shen Wanqing's complaint very obediently.
But who made her say she wasn't satisfied last night.
Men can't say no, let alone dissatisfied.
The first time is the past tense. He can't change the past, so she can only remember the current happiness with her current strength.
Pei Ximian holds Shen Wanqing downstairs. He puts her on the sofa.
Pei Ximian sat next to her, put her right leg on her own leg, and he helped her massage carefully.
After pressing the two legs in turn for a while, Shen Wanqing was finally more comfortable.
She stretched lazily. Suddenly she saw the tea made by one side. She was a little surprised and asked, "someone just came?"
She knows Pei Ximian doesn't like tea, so there must be a lot of tea for himself.
"Yes." Pei Ximian nodded.
He led Shen Wanqing to the table. Pei Ximian turned to the refrigerator and took two cans of wangzi milk.
He came over and put the opened wangzi milk in front of Shen Wanqing's table.
"Don't drink milk on an empty stomach, eat a la carte first." Pei Ximian handed Shen Wanqing the filled corn ribs soup.
Shen Wanqing took it, drank a few mouthfuls of soup, and began to eat corn and ribs.
Pei Ximian sat beside Shen Wanqing. He stretched out his fingertips and hooked the broken hair next to Shen Wanqing's cheek. He hooked it behind his ears and exposed his white earlobes. At the same time, he slowly said, "Tang Mu came here this morning."
Shen Wanqing chewed the ribs and said, "Tang Mu is coming?"
Then she thought again, "Oh, it seems that he did come today. I asked him to come to Repulse Bay to see you."
Shen Wanqing threw up the ribs, drank a mouthful of soup and asked, "what did you two talk about?"
Pei Ximian took Shen Wanqing's bowl, filled her with a bowl of white rice and said, "I didn't talk much, just listened to me sing a few songs and left. He said he would wait for his notice at the next work."
"Oh, that's right..." Shen Wanqing took a Coke chicken wing. She took a bite and licked the corners of her lips, thinking: "Tang Mu has a strong professional ability and a small reputation in the entertainment industry. He knows a lot of directors and has a lot of resources. You don't have to feel uncomfortable with him. Anyway, you don't have to be restrained. What's the matter? I'll take it when the sky falls!"
Listening to the woman's words, Pei Ximian couldn't help bending his lips and smiling.
He rubbed the corners of Shen Wanqing's mouth with his fingertips, and Pei Ximian licked the Coke chicken wing sauce from his fingertips, "it's not bad, very sweet."
"I know what you said. After all, Qingqing is my only backer!" Pei Ximian smiled gently. "But how do you know that Qingqing likes to be a singer more than an actor?"