Pei Yibai touched his chin and his gaze slowly moved downward; even behind the table, he seemed to be able to see Song Weiyi's belly.
"Wife, if you could be as easy to please as a pig, that would be nice. However, you might be carrying our daughter in your belly, so let's not compare yourself to a pig anymore."
Song Weiyi "..."
Who said she compared herself to a pig? Could he even speak properly?
"If you keep saying things that annoy me, go stand outside. Don't disturb my eating."
This man was really too much!
If he kept going, she estimated that she wouldn't want to eat anymore.
Seeing her reaction, how could Pei Yibai not realize he'd hit a sore spot?
He immediately let out a dry chuckle, shaking his head firmly in refusal, "Okay, I'll stop talking, you eat. What does my daughter like to eat? Fish, then. Let's have some fish first."
Pei Yibai reached out with his chopsticks and picked the most tender part of the fish.
