Pei Yibai didn't listen and kept knocking on the door.
Song Weiyi deeply understood the pain of being woken up halfway through sleep, so she hurriedly pushed the door and got out of the car.
"Stop knocking!" She held down Pei Yibai's hand.
Pei Yibai turned around, staring at Song Weiyi, "What's wrong?"
"Don't bother them anymore, I don't want to eat it now, let's go back to the car."
Song Weiyi really meant what she said.
Pregnant women are like that, fickle, unable to control their cravings, but seeing him run around for so long, she suddenly didn't want it anymore.
"Since we're here, wait a few minutes," Pei Yibai didn't believe her and wanted to continue knocking.
"Stop!" Song Weiyi, speechless, had no choice but to grab his hand firmly.
"Song Weiyi, what are you doing?" Pei Yibai asked helplessly.
"I'm serious, I really don't have an appetite for it anymore, let's go back, the baby wants noodles."
"How is that possible?" Pei Yibai retorted.