After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

Protein intolerance, Xiong Xiong has been eating breast milk.

But Pei Zhengyang was well prepared and had prepared special milk powder for Xiong Xiong, which had never been used before.

However, Xia Qing deliberately opened a bucket in order to avoid wearing it, and occasionally fed it to the little guy, but most of the time it was still her breast milk.

Fortunately, although the other servants would come to help, most of the time they did their own thing, which made Xia Qing deeply relieved, and at the same time realized the hard work of taking care of the baby alone.

In the three days that Sister Zhang was away, she lost four pounds.

It's a windfall.

But three days later, although Sister Zhang returned to Pei's house, she returned to the milk, seemingly frightened.

People are not as cheerful as before, and they are more cautious in doing things. Even the gossip in the yard is no longer secretly rambled on to Xia Qing.

Xia Qing saw it, and had another layer of disgust towards Pei Zhengyang.

Since returning to the hospital that day, Xia Qing's positive contact with Pei Zhengyang has become less and less, it is inevitable and deliberate.

On the other hand, Pei Zhengyang looked at her with complicated eyes when he met several times.

Xia Qing has always been brooding because the other party put Xiong Xiong in a dangerous situation, and doesn't care what the deep meaning of Pei Zhengyang's eyes is.

On the contrary, she occasionally practiced Tai Chi on the second floor, and was seen by Mr. Pei, and became interested.

The most respected martial art for the elderly is Taijiquan, which is not exaggerated and can strengthen the body.

"Your actions are very standard." The old man watched for a few days and finally spoke.

Xia Qing responded with a smile, "It's all blind practice."

Her grandfather, the teacher of Wudang, has a very high attainments in Tai Chi. Although he can't be as ingenious as the legendary ancients, it is definitely not a problem to defeat a few boxing masters.

Taijiquan is an internal boxing with a total of thirteen styles.

It sounds simple, but in fact, it requires a very high level of understanding. Some people may not be able to learn three points in a lifetime. Therefore, there is a saying in Tai Chi, "There are many scholars, but few adults are like morning stars."

Xia Qing happened to belong to the category with high comprehension, and was best at braking with stillness.

Before shooting in bars, I used Tai Chi.

It's just that due to the limitation of the current body quality, her Taijiquan cannot be fully displayed.

But getting fit is enough.

After listening to Xia Qing's words, Mr. Pei shook his head, "You don't seem to be practicing blindly. Have you ever worshipped a master?"

"No." She who belongs to Xia Qing can also call her grandfather a master, but now she is Lin Xiaqing, so she can only not.

"That's amazing." After hearing this, Mr. Pei sighed slightly, "I'll take a look."

Xia Qing was not ambiguous, and punched again.

"Okay, okay, if you lose some more weight, you will be even more handsome, why don't you compare it with the old man and me?" Mr. Pei was eager to try.

"Bang Xiong is awake, let's go another day." Xia Qing didn't perfunctory the old man, but Xiong Xiong did wake up. As for the old man saying her weight, she understood that the other party did not mean to discriminate, but really felt it.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Pei, although he was eager to learn from each other, the great-grandson was more important in the end.

But in the next few days, Mr. Pei would surround Xia Qing and accompany him to fight, and even Pei Zhengyang forgot about it.

After half a month, the old man was quite educated. He touched his waist during dinner, "Why do I feel that my waist seems to have improved a lot, and it doesn't hurt after sitting for a long time. It's still a national quintessence."

After discussing with Xia Qing, Mr. Pei realized that several of the movements he had practiced before were incorrect. After changing it, the whole person was refreshed after punching, and most of the protruding waist disc was healed.

Speaking of this, Mr. Pei suddenly raised his head and looked at his grandson eagerly, "You will practice with us tomorrow too!"

Thinking of his grandson's body, Mr. Pei sighed for a while.

"I'm very busy." Pei Zhengyang raised his eyes and glanced at the recently flushed grandfather, his brows raised slightly, he didn't know that the little fat man still had this ability.

Just let him play Tai Chi with an old man and a little fat man in the yard in the morning and evening. Just thinking about that picture, Pei Zhengyang waved his hand.

He is not interested in this combination of old and weak.

What's more, he could feel that since the last crash, Xia Qing had clearly avoided him, and he didn't know how to deal with the little fat man recently.

Thinking of the new DNA identification report still in the study drawer, his eyes sank.

Hesitating after deciding something for the first time.

On the third day after leaving Cheng Ai Hospital, he got the DNA test report.

This time, instead of comparing the names of Xia Qing and Xiong Xiong, he forged two identities, but the result he did not expect was completely different from the last time.

After the appraisal report, it was written impressively that it was indeed a mother-son relationship.

All previous conjectures have been confirmed.

Thinking of how many times he broke Xia Qing to breastfeed the raging bear, he just thought he was stupid enough to believe what the little fat man said.

He subconsciously felt that a little fat man like Xia Qing was honest and honest, but he forgot that he had seen her lying when he first went to Lin's house.

And the pair of black and bright peach blossom eyes will play innocent most.

Pei Zhengyang was a little unsure why Lin Xiaqing agreed to be the xiongxiong's confinement sister-in-law.

To better take care of the child, or to get close to him? Or does she want to have kids back?

If it is the first, he can tolerate it, but what if it is the second and third?

In less than half a month, it was his and Lin Xiaoran's engagement banquet. Yanjing's actions became more and more frequent. Although he took the third uncle's person last time, he only cut off the other's left arm in the end.

If he wanted to win this war without a fight, he had to take the 5% stake in the Lin family.

Lin Guofu knew best about Xia Qing's attitude, so after weighing the pros and cons, he could only marry Lin Xiaoran while Yanjing hadn't figured out his purpose.

A good-looking handsome face was a little gloomy, and the inexplicable irritability came back to my heart.

Mr. Pei was very upset when his grandson rejected him, and seeing his thoughtful eyes again, he slapped the table with a slap, "No matter how busy you are, your body doesn't matter. If I ask you to practice, you have to practice. Your body is more important than a broken business? If you are so tired, What other operations are you going to do, just hand over the shares directly to your third uncle."

"grandfather……"

"It will start tomorrow morning." Pei Zhengyang just called out grandpa, but Mr. Pei interrupted him to make a decision, got up angrily, and walked towards his room without a cane.

Pei Zhengyang stroked his forehead, this man is getting old and his temper is getting weirder.

Sighing lightly, Pei Zheng raised his head and went upstairs, but met Xia Qing in the restaurant on the second floor who had finished eating. Only then did he realize that he hadn't paid attention for half a month, and the little fat man's face was much smaller.

It seems that practicing Tai Chi also has the effect of losing weight.

However, her size is too large, and her face is small, but her figure has not changed much.

Thinking of this, he could not help but look at Xia Qing a few more times, and saw the little fat man raised his eyes and gave him a cold look, and continued to walk.

Pei Zhengyang, "..."

Is this still out of breath?

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