Just Blame Me For Being Blind in the Beginning

Chapter 53

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Pei Ying followed Mother Song to her "secret cloakroom" in a pious mood.

Although it is a cloakroom, the area is larger than the house she rented before. There is a super large full-length mirror in the room, and the rest of the space is almost used for clothing - all kinds of clothes, skirts, shoes, bags and accessories in all sizes.

Everything is organized and organized, not only according to the color, but also according to the style of children's clothing, girls, and light mature women.

It's a woman's paradise.

Pei Ying looked a little dumbfounded. She didn't expect Song's mother to have a collection habit, but why did she even have children's clothes?

Soon, Mother Song answered her doubts: "Have you heard from Nanchuan? I have always wanted a daughter, but I gave birth to three sons. Where can a son have a cute daughter, a daughter can dress up like a doll? In the same way, I will take all kinds of beautiful photos of her, ah, I am very happy to think about it."

Pei Ying: "..."

Well, every girl likes dress-up games. When I was a child, I played Barbie dolls. When I was older, she also played dress-up mobile games... orz, but, isn't the live-action version of dress-up games a bit heavy...

Mother Song continued: "I bought a lot of little skirts for girls before the eldest was born. At that time, I hoped that he would come out to play with me soon, but he turned out to be a boy."

… Well, this one is really sad.

"But the clothes I bought were so cute, it was a pity not to wear them, so I still put them on for the boss."

Pei Ying: "...??!!" Nani

"Do you want to see the album?" Mother Song asked Pei Ying enthusiastically.

"...Okay!" Despite this difficult time, Pei Ying still kept a smile on her face.

Be sure to leave a good impression on Mother Song!

With Pei Ying's affirmative answer, Mother Song walked to the dresser, opened the drawer, and took out a photo album: "Look, did you look like a girl when you were old?"

... Pei Ying's brows moved, of course she dressed like a girl.

"Yeah, it's so cute~" Different from the internal complaints, Pei Ying was very happy on the surface, and there was even a bit of excitement in the same way as Song's mother.

Mother Song continued to recall: "I got pregnant with the second child, and I bought a lot of clothes for girls, but unfortunately the second child is also a boy."

Pei Ying: "..."

Wait, can't the second brother escape the poison

Sure enough, after flipping through the album again, the model was replaced by the second brother: "The second child has a skinny personality and is not quiet at all. Every time I take pictures of him, I am exhausted. Fortunately, I am pregnant with my third child."

Pei Ying: "..."

Needless to say who the third child is, I feel sorry for him for thirty seconds.

Mother Song said, "I thought at the time that I had given birth to two boys in a row, so it's impossible to be a boy, so I bought more women's clothing without any hesitation, but..." When Mother Song said this, her eyes darkened. After dark, "When Nanchuan was born, I really wanted to get rid of him and the baby girl next door."

Pei Ying: "..."

"Fortunately, Nanchuan is the most beautiful of the three children, and has a tear mole, which is very delicate, so I will never take pictures of the eldest and the second. He is the most beautiful dressed up."

… feel sorry for him for another thirty seconds.

However, before three seconds had passed, Pei Ying was attracted by the girl in the photo that looked as delicate as a doll: "Oh my God, it's so cute, is this Chuanchuan?"

"Yeah, I also like it so much that I wish I could raise him directly as a girl, but his father doesn't agree. After the three of them grew up, no one wanted me to take pictures anymore, and all these clothes were put on hold. ..." Mother Song said here, her eyes gradually brightened, "but then I suddenly thought that they will marry wives in the future. When they marry beautiful girls home, I can take pictures of them. ."

Pei Ying: "..."

Wait, it's not what she thinks, is it

"Look, these are the pictures I took for my sister-in-law, aren't they very beautiful?" Song mother turned the album again, and this time the model was really replaced by the sister-in-law, "The sister-in-law has a temperament as gentle as water, which is very suitable for wearing a cheongsam. , This kind of long dress also looks elegant. But now she is pregnant and can't take pictures with me."

Pei Ying was stunned: "Is my sister-in-law pregnant?"

"Well, it's only been more than two months, and I can't tell. I hope she can give birth to a baby girl."

Pei Ying: "..."

Mother Song is really special... Perseverance.

"Miss Pei is in such a good shape, are you interested in trying a few more outfits?" Mother Song looked at Pei Ying with a very sincere look.

"...Okay!" Pei Ying showed great interest.

Mother Song began to pick clothes for Pei Ying with great interest. Pei Ying changed into a sweet princess style dress, another hot and sexy dress, and finally even a Lolita dress, which finally ended the pleasure. the afternoon.

After changing back to her clothes, Pei Ying sincerely recommended the dress-up mobile game she was playing to Mother Song.

In the end, Mother Song sent Pei Ying a photo of Song Nanchuan's women's clothes when she was a child as a souvenir.

Song Nanchuan was already sitting with Father Song in the living room. Seeing Pei Ying following his mother downstairs, he walked up and whispered in her ear, "What did my mother tell you to do?"

Pei Ying said, "I played the dress-up game for a while."

Song Nanchuan: "..."

He pulled Pei Ying to the balcony, with three black lines on his forehead: "Did she take you to her cloakroom?"

"Yeah, there are a lot of clothes in it. I also saw the photos of you when you were young."

Song Nanchuan: "..."

I have never seen a mother who sells her son so decisively and without any fuss, Keke.

"When Auntie said that you were born, she wanted to swap you with the baby girl in the next bed."

"..." Song Nanchuan was silent for a while, no wonder he always felt that he was not biological. He exhaled and said to Pei Ying, "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you about it beforehand. Last time my sister-in-law was taken to visit the cloakroom only after she got married... This is the top-secret black history of our Song family. Don't tell outsiders."

"...Okay." Pei Ying nodded, dumbfounded. "Actually, I think it's okay. I used to be a model before, that is, changing clothes and taking pictures."

Although Mama Song's hobby is a bit unique, the clothes in her cloakroom are really worth a lot of money, and many of them are from famous designers. Being able to wear a stinky beauty can quite satisfy a woman's vanity. .

"By the way, in order to thank me, my aunt sent me a photo of you." Pei Ying took the photo out of her bag and shook it in front of Song Nanchuan, "I didn't expect you to be so cute when you were young. Little sister Nanchuan."

Song Nanchuan: "..."

He silently and suddenly reached out to grab Pei Ying's photo, but fortunately, Pei Ying reacted quickly and ducked in time: "What are you doing? You want to deprive me of the fruits of my labor?"

"Why do you keep this kind of photo?"

Song Nanchuan said that he was not reconciled and went to grab it again. Mother Song came over and said to them, "After dinner, you will stick together again after you go back to the room."

Pei Ying & Song Nanchuan: "..."

There were a lot fewer people at the dinner table, and the eldest brother, his wife, and the second brother did not come. Mother Song looked at Pei Ying and asked with a smile, "Miss Pei wants to have a boy or a girl in the future?"

"Girls." Pei Ying replied in seconds.

Mother Song nodded in agreement: "Girls are much cuter than boys, and they are my mother's sweet little padded jacket."

"Yeah." Pei Ying agreed with a smile.

Mother Song asked Song Nanchuan again: "Where is Nanchuan? Do you want a boy or a girl?"

Song Nanchuan said, "As long as it's from Pei Yingsheng, I like it."

Pei Ying was a little embarrassed by what he said. Father Song who was drinking soup put down the soup bowl and called someone in the kitchen: "This soup is too sweet, give me another bowl."

Pei Ying: "..."

After dinner, Song Nanchuan and Pei Ying finally had private time. Song Nanchuan took Pei Ying's hand and walked in the garden under the moonlight.

"You did well today. My mother seems to like you very much. She should have passed the test."

"Well, but your father doesn't seem to like me very much."

"My dad is like that. You don't need to care. As long as my mother likes it, he can't do anything about it." The cloakroom in their house has been preserved until now, which is the best proof.

"Okay..." Pei Ying nodded.

Song Nanchuan stopped and kissed her on the forehead: "Rest early tonight, we'll go to the beach early tomorrow morning."

Just as Pei Ying snorted, a man's voice came from the bushes next to him: "Tsk tsk tsk, can you pay attention in the public? It's so sweet."

Song Nanchuan frowned, pulled Pei Ying over, and saw the second brother who was sitting leisurely in the garden... BBQ.

"Are you roasting meat here?" Song Nanchuan really couldn't understand his second brother's brain circuit sometimes.

The second brother raised his eyebrows, looked up at him and said, "It's not the first time for me to barbecue here. I drank beer and ate barbecue in the moonlight. Don't be too moisturizing when you are young."

"...I think you haven't been beaten enough by Dad."

The second brother spread his hands indifferently: "Do you two want to come together? I bought a lot of meat, and I can't finish it all by myself."

Pei Ying looked at the various meats on his plate and swallowed silently. Although she ate lunch and dinner on time today, the two meals together were not as much as her usual meal. Her stomach was... so empty.

Seeing that she was so greedy, Song Nanchuan knew that she was not full, so he thought about it and said to her, "I'll bake it for you, what do you want to eat?"

“Beef chicken wings and scallops, thank you!”

The second brother burst out laughing at the side: "It seems that our guys don't have much appetite for you."

Song Nanchuan glared at him, rolled up his sleeves, and started grilling the meat.

The second brother took a few strings of spare ribs and put them on it, and said to Song Nanchuan, "Thank you, let's bake together."

Song Nanchuan: "..."

Pei Ying walked up to him and said, "Why don't I bake it."

"No, you stand farther away, lest the smell get on you."

"Well..." It seems that Chuanchuan wants her to carry out the identity of Miss Qianjin to the end.

She stood from a distance and watched Song Nanchuan busy. The second brother moved her a chair and sat beside her to chat with her.

Song Nanchuan couldn't help but threw a few corn seeds over, just in time to hit the second brother: "Can you come and help?"

The second brother said, "I'll help you eat later."

Song Nanchuan: "..."

For the sake of Yingying, he endured.

As soon as everything was turned over, the housekeeper came over. Facing the barbecue grill that was suddenly set up in the garden, the butler was no longer surprised, and said to Song Nanchuan without squinting: "Little young master, the master is in the study and said that he has some company matters to discuss with you."

Song Nanchuan nodded and gave the second brother the task of roasting the meat: "Come here and roast it."

"Okay." The second brother finally got up from the chair and walked to the barbecue. Song Nanchuan straightened his clothes and said to Pei Ying, "Just let him bake. Don't do it. If my parents find out, you can say that he forced us to eat barbecue."

"Oh… "

The second brother snorted disdainfully, and after Song Nanchuan followed the housekeeper away, he put the roasted beef on a plate and handed it all to Pei Ying.

"Thank you." Pei Ying took a sip and was surprised, "It's so delicious?"

The second brother said: "I often roast meat here at night, and I absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon. Of course, the roast is delicious."

Pei Ying burst out laughing, and saw the second brother handing over a can of beer: "Do you want to drink?"