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Chapter 13

Song Chi, who had been getting up earlier than usual on weekdays for three consecutive days, finally slept until he woke up naturally on Saturday. When Wei Xianghe woke up, he was not here, so he probably went to buy a car. He glanced at the bed stool and did not prepare clothes for him.

He stretched and didn't care much about it. He didn't have to go out anyway, and at his own home, wearing furnishings or pajamas, or even light, no one dared to say anything about him.

Of course, it would be a different matter if Wei Xianghe was present. He was not a pervert and would be a little restrained.

He still stayed in bed when he woke up, but he got up until midnight.

Wei Xianghe left him breakfast at the dining table downstairs and a note, telling him which ones can be eaten directly in the microwave if they are cold.

Song Chi used his hand to detect the temperature, and it was undoubtedly cold.

He shrugged, took a glass of water and leaned against the bar and drank leisurely.

It's already lunch time, so there's no need to eat breakfast, just wait for lunch.

Knowing that Wei Xianghe went out early, he didn't say that he would do the lunch by himself. He thought she would come back to cook, but after waiting, he waited until 1:00 in the afternoon and there was no news.

He pulled his slippers and shook them a few times in the hall. He couldn't wait any longer, so he turned around and called Wei Xianghe.

Song Chi was still sleeping when she left the house in the morning. Wei Xianghe couldn't bear to wake him up and came out to see the car. But she didn't have much research on the car and was not very familiar with the capital. She went to several stores and didn't make up her mind to buy. She went to several stores and passed by unknowingly in the morning. She forgot to tell Song Chi that she didn't have time to go back and prepare lunch. When the phone rang, she suddenly remembered this matter when she saw the caller ID.

Before she could answer the phone, Song Chi spoke first.

"Did you go buy a car? Why haven't you come back yet? When will you come back?"

Seeing that a customer came to the door, the staff of the 4S store immediately welcomed him warmly. Wei Xianghe apologizedly pointed to the phone that was pressed against his ear, nodded slightly, and turned around and walked slowly outside the store.

"I've come out to buy a car, but I haven't bought it yet, so I haven't returned yet." She answered his question in a gentle voice, "I've been looking for a store to see the car, but I forgot to tell you."

She said: "I can't go back for a while now. Can you solve the lunch yourself?"

Song Chi didn't say anything, she guessed that she agreed.

"If you go out to eat, if you wear formal clothes, just take the first piece of shirt and trousers on the left, and tie is OK..."

"I don't wear formal clothes. I'm not wearing formal clothes when I go to the office." Song Chi was extremely hungry and muttered in a bad mood.

He walked towards the cloakroom and asked Wei Xianghe: "I want to wear casual clothes, how do you place this type of person..."

Wei Xianghe told him which one can wear and which one, and there was no sound of talking on the other end.

"Song Chi?" she asked.

The answer to her was a slight rustling sound, as if she had gone to change her clothes.

Wei Xianghe held the phone, not knowing whether he should hang up.

She was hesitating when Song Chi spoke again.

"Where are you now? Send me the address."

If she is not familiar with the place, she will let herself go around and not buy a car at that time, but will throw herself away. Wherever he goes, he will pay someone to their house, and he can't pinch one out.

Wei Xianghe didn't wait long before Song Chi arrived, driving an Audi stored in the garage, with a much lower-key style than before.

He has relatively more research on cars, or for him, the low-priced cars that Wei Xianghe wants to buy doesn't need to be studied at all. Anyway, he asked Wei Xianghe about the requirements for the car, walked around the store, picked a few for Wei Xianghe to test drive, and finally chose one from them.

"This car has good brake performance. If you find that the situation is not right, just rely on the roadside brake." Song Chi reminded her in a concise manner.

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After completing the procedures, Song Chi was finally able to have lunch. He was so hungry that he was very attentive this time. He neither said anything or teased Wei Xianghe on a whim.

Wei Xianghe didn't expect that Song Chi had been waiting at home for her to go back to prepare lunch. She waited for the meal and delayed the meal time, so she only had lunch at this time.

She felt a little guilty.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you that I can't go back and prepare lunch."

"If I say I didn't eat breakfast, would you feel even more guilty?" Song Chi asked her with a vague look, raising her eyes.

Before Wei Xianghe responded, he pulled his lips again, "I didn't scold you, why are you so anxious to apologize?"

"Eat soon, we're leaving after eating."

Wei Xianghe's eyes were soft, she stared at him for a while, pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and nodded: "Yes."

After going back that day, Song Chi did not go out again. She collapsed on the sofa and held her mobile phone to play games. When she was tired of playing, she picked up the TV remote control and switched to the TV station to read the news of TV series and variety shows, and she didn't care about it, so she passed the time.

Wei Xiang and the house were cleaned up and downstairs, and the two basically did not interfere with each other and had almost no communication.

Song Chi moved his head, looked at Wei Xiang and turned on the automatic sweeper and started wiping the bar. It was not dirty at first, but she wiped it with great care and patience.

After working for a few days in a row, she finally had a good rest on the weekend, but she was busy all the time. Does she like to do housework?

"Wei Xianghe." He squinted his eyes and stared at her for a while, and suddenly called her.

Wei Xianghe didn't respond.

"Wei Xianghe." His voice raised a little.

Wei Xianghe finally heard it. She looked up at him, her dark eyes were a little confused.

"What's wrong?"

Song Chi saw her lips moving. But the sweeper was flowing between them. Wei Xianghe's voice had always been warm and gentle, and the volume was not high, so he didn't hear what she said.

Looking at the discus on the ground with constant noise, he frowned, got up and took a long leg, and took a few steps to shut it off.

Wei Xiang and Uncle looked at the sweeper, looked up and met him.

"If you can't be busy, you can call the housekeeper from home again. Anyway, there will be no use of so many people at home."

I came here to say this? Wei Xianghe was a little surprised.

"There are not many things here, I won't be too busy to be busy-" She responded, still a little confused. She changed the subject and asked him, "Do you want to call your aunt back here?"

Wei Xianghe's eyes were clear and clear. Song Chi looked at her, unable to see her emotions, nor did she show any signs of unhappiness. She seemed to just ask him simply.

"I don't care about such trivial matters." He waved. He didn't like doing housework. As long as he didn't let him participate in it, everything was easy to say, and she would follow her whatever she wanted.

"I just told you in advance. If you need help, just call the person back directly, and don't discuss it with me."

Just as I was about to turn around and leave, something suddenly flashed through my mind.

"By the way, do you know that Xiao Aiqiao's first birthday tomorrow?" He said: "If you have nothing to do tomorrow, go to their house for a meal."

I remembered that except for the wedding day, I briefly introduced my relatives and friends, it seemed that he had never talked to her about his circle of relatives and friends. Thinking that she should not know who Xiao Aiqiao is, he added: "Little Aiqiao is the daughter of Chen Jing and Qiao Ye. Chen Jing is the brother I grew up with, and Qiao is also my cousin."

Wei Xianghe nodded: "Well, I know her."

Not many people brought their children to the wedding on the day of their wedding, and she could feel the familiarity between them during the toast. The reason why I was impressed was that the tall and handsome man took care of the children and the little wife beside me made people believe in love. She has heard of this person Chen Jing. Such a tough and decisive character in the mall is hard to imagine the scene where he brought his family to the wedding and took care of the children and his little wife eating, drinking and having fun.

The little guy with pink and jade was born to be destined to be favored by him, not only because it was the crystallization of their love, but also because his little face that had not yet grown was almost the same as her mother.

Thinking of Song Chi's repeated videos to Chen Jing and Qiao to see Xiao Ai Qiao, there was a softness in her eyes.

"You can tell that you like her very much."

"That's right, you don't know how much that little guy likes to play with me. Every time I can make her giggle." Speaking of this, Song Chi looked proud and proud. It was a glorious history that everyone loved, and even the little baby could not escape his charm.

"Do you... like children very much?" She thought for a while, holding her breath and asked softly, pretending to be careless.

Song Chi was about to nod when he thought about it, his eyes fell on her usual plain and gentle face, and suddenly there was another thought of teasing her.

Holding his hands on the bar counter, he leaned over through the bar, pressed his face against Wei Xiang and the distance between him. The playfulness flashed through his eyes and he curled the corners of his lips.

"What are you doing? If I like, do you want to give birth to one for me?"

The two were very close, and Wei Xianghe stared at him quietly, without saying a word.

"Or two? Or three?" Song Chi smiled unfairly and leaned closer.

His breath was sprayed lightly on her face, and Wei Xianghe could already feel the temperature behind his ears rising.

She calmed down, leaned back a little, and distanced herself from him, her big black eyes still staring at him calmly.

Seeing her little movements in her eyes, Song Chi raised her lips and smiled in a good mood.

He pulled a distance a little, reached out and pinched Wei Xiang and his thin chin, and tied his hands to the sides.

"The back of the ears are red." He leaned closer with a bad taste and smiled, "Looking at your expression, you always feel calm, and you don't feel shy."

Wei Xianghe pursed his lips and felt that his chin was burned by fire, the heat spread and the temperature on his face also increased a little.

Fortunately, Song Chi let go after saying that, "Okay, you're busy, I'll go upstairs."

Wei Xianghe breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Song Chi had turned around, she raised her hand to cover her cheeks. Needless to say, everyone knew that her face must have turned red.

She breathed calmly, and from the corner of her eyes she swept the sweeper that was turned off by Song Chi and walked towards it.

Before it could be turned on again, Song Chi's voice sounded over his head again.

"Wei Xianghe."

Wei Xiang and Wei raised their heads and met Song Chi's gaze, who walked to the stairs and stopped again.

"Don't just be hygienic, it's almost time to cook." After saying that, he kept walking upstairs.

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