After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

the next day.

Xia Qing settled down well, wearing a light gray shirt with excellent drape, paired with black high-waisted wide-leg pants, a pair of medium-heeled thin leather shoes, thick long hair permed into a one-time big curl, light makeup, still fat, but Full of aura.

By the time they got to the garage, Pei Zhengyang had already arrived.

The man and Xia Qing wore the same style of different colored shirts and black trousers, and sat lazily on the wheelchair. When they saw Xia Qing approaching, they raised their eyebrows slightly, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in their amber eyes.

Who says fat girls are ugly? At least the little fat man in front of him tidied up, it was worth seeing.

Of course, there is another point, the little fat man, he bought it.

"You want to go together?" Xia Qing looked at Pei Zhengyang, then at Ah Hai and Che behind her, with doubts on his face.

"Well, I have something to do, by the way." Pei Zhengyang replied casually.

Xia Qing nodded, "Yes."

After speaking, he subconsciously glanced at the man's eyes, and sure enough, the dark circles were still there. Did he suffer from insomnia again?

She had already guessed that this would be the result, but it's a pity that a certain man didn't listen to persuasion, so he's depressed now, right?

But it was impossible for her to get a skin graft because of his obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Pei Zhengyang felt Xia Qing's probing gaze, thinking she had noticed something, got up awkwardly and got into the car, Ah Hai hurriedly put away the wheelchair.

Xia Qing didn't notice Pei Zhengyang's mood, and followed him into the car.

Ah Hai complained in his heart, the second young master became more and more hypocritical, obviously he was going to support the young lady, so he insisted on saying something, what kind of business can the Pei family drop in to a small broken company?

But this time Ah Hai has a long memory, and obediently sits in the co-pilot.

The car drove out of Pei's house.

Xia Qing looked sideways at the two men who were exceptionally silent today, and couldn't help asking, "Is the insomnia serious?"

"Yeah." Pei Zhengyang nodded, but his insomnia was not because of the obsessive-compulsive disorder that Xia Qing thought, but the self-blame and powerlessness after seeing Xia Qing's scar.

Time can't be turned back, the pain can't be changed, he can't do anything, even looking into her clear eyes, he doesn't even know how to comfort her.

Instead, she was afraid of her inappropriateness, which made her recall the pain at that time again.

Pei Zhengyang never knew that he would feel such a strong sense of guilt for a person.

Xia Qing couldn't feel the churning in the man's heart, and took out a black leather case from the backpack he was carrying, "I won't satisfy your obsessive-compulsive disorder for skin grafting, so why don't you try acupuncture, which can relieve insomnia?"

After speaking, Xia Qing opened the leather case, revealing rows of slender silver needles, ranging from short to long, with more than a dozen of them, in different sizes and shapes, shining cold silver light under the sunlight outside the car window.

Pei Zhengyang, "..."

"Young...Young Madam, are there... needles?" Ah Hai in front heard Xia Qing's words, turned his head and saw the rows of silver needles glowing coldly, thinking that he had been stabbed by a needle before. The dizzy scene, the fear of being dominated by the silver needle suddenly revived, and he asked tremblingly.

He subconsciously swallowed his mouth and spit.

Pei Zhengyang looked up at Ah Hai, whose face was pale, "Have you seen it?" Why hasn't he seen it before?

"Oh, last time I had an operation on you, he insisted on stopping him, so he gave him an injection." Xia Qing said calmly, and did not forget to add, "Don't worry, there will be no sequelae."

Ah Hai, "..." Was he talking about the sequelae? He wanted to ask if he could stop stabbing him in the future!

Pei Zhengyang gave Ah Hai a cold look, so he was almost killed by this fool when he didn't know?

Still worrying about how to tell the young lady implicitly that Ah Hai, who can't stab him in the future, suddenly felt the cold eyes of the second young master, shrank his neck back, and hurriedly turned around and sat down carefully.

Needle pricks are actually not that scary when you think about it.

Boom...

"Oh, by the way, remember to give Dean Jia the money for the antidote, don't say I gave it to you." Xia Qing reminded, looked sideways at the man with a gloomy face, raised his eyebrows lightly, "Do you want to try it?" ?”

The tone is quite like a charlatan asking middle-aged and elderly aunts and uncles if they want to try new health products.

Pei Zhengyang glanced at her gleaming needle, pressed her throbbing temple, "No."

He spared his life.

Xia Qing felt a little regretful, "It's actually quite useful, and you can try it for free."

This tone is more like it.

Pei Zhengyang simply closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Ah Hai silently gave Second Young Master a thumbs up, wise!

Seeing that he didn't appreciate it, Xia Qing rubbed her nose in embarrassment. These men are really ignorant. In the past, those high-ranking officials lined up to ask her to get an injection, but she didn't even bother to deal with it.

Shaking his head, he carefully put away his silver needles, and looked at the man with closed eyes, not to mention that although he had dark circles under his eyes, his cold white skin was still delicate and smooth, with no pores visible. Like a small fan, it's tickling to watch.

Beauty really has no gender.

Being able to marry such a beautiful man, it will be very eye-catching just to put it at home as a decoration in the future.

"Um?"

Unexpectedly, just as Xia Qing was sizing up the beauty of the man next to him, the other party suddenly opened his eyes, his long and narrow amber eyes were narrowed, and his clear and moist voice hummed softly, which was very pleasant, and Xia Qing's heart trembled , as if being swept by the rows of eyelashes, she sat upright guilty, but her face turned pink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Pei Zhengyang had already felt the gaze of the little fat man. He just wanted to tease her, but he didn't expect to see her panicked look, and what was even more incredible was her face.

It was the first time he saw the whole process of a person's face turning pink.

Moreover, Xia Qing was originally white, tender as fat, this powder, like peach blossoms in March, had a thin layer of spring color in summer.

Pei Zhengyang's heart trembled slightly, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became a little weird.

Xia Qing felt Pei Zhengyang's scorching gaze, and thought he did it on purpose, pursed his lips and explained, "I'm just curious about why your eyelashes are so long, and how a man's eyelashes can be so long, it's too unscientific."

After finishing speaking, Xia Qing felt that there was nothing wrong with it, but after she explained it like this, it became more and more concealed.

Even more embarrassing.

Xia Qing was annoyed.

Pei Zhengyang was amused by Xia Qing. In the past, he thought this little fat man was strong and straight. Now this rare and embarrassed look is quite interesting, "Oh, then what do you think is the scientific law of growth?"

Xia Qing was embarrassed, and looked at A Hai who was listening to the corner with his ears pricked up in front of him, "Well, it's quite normal for A Hai to do that."

Ah Hai, who is quite normal, "..." Who messed up who with short eyelash tricks?

Unexpectedly, Pei Zhengyang's face sank, "Have you ever observed Ah Hai's eyelashes?"

Ah. Short eyelashes. Hai shuddered, Er Shao, what kind of routine is this, why is this kind of pot coming from the sky!

Xia Qing, "...Does this still need to be observed? You can tell it at a glance." Is there something wrong with this man's focus?

Pei Zhengyang nodded in satisfaction, "That's right, ugliness can't be hidden just like beauty."

Ah Hai, "..." Don't look for him, he's dead!

"Second Young Master, Young Madam, we're here." At this moment, the driver, who had never been present since getting in the car, suddenly said.

Ah Hai breathed a sigh of relief, life is so difficult!

small theater:

Needle pricks are actually not that scary when you think about it.

Boom...

Ah Hai, "... a certain author, can you not give me this tune? I am a man, a tough guy at 1.83 meters! Some people have already said that I am a mother. It is too insulting. Where am I? ..."

囍: It's none of my business this time!

Ah Hai, "Ah..." let out a bear cry!