MTL - Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine-Chapter 960 Sudden business trip!

  She received a reply within seconds of sending the message.

  ╬妹氵隹鎶gゆ: Okay, what's the matter, let's make a notice?

   And Su Ji replied—

  〆Domineering￡DD★: Let's talk when we meet.

  Clicked to send, Su Ji didn't wait for a reply, dropped the phone back into his pocket, got up from the sofa with one leg up, quite nimbly, "Let's go, thank you for your hospitality today."

  Jiang Chu was taken aback for a moment, and then got up from the sofa.

   "Just left after watching it? Is it because my dad is back? He won't bother us!"

  Su Ji put on the sunglasses unhurriedly, "No, there is something else."

  Jiang Chu asked, "What's the matter?"

  He somehow didn't want her to go.

  The two of them didn't do anything other than watch TV, but Jiang Chu felt that it was much more interesting than when he was at home.

  Su Ji pushed down his glasses, bent his lips and said, "Go home and see your idol~"

   His idol? ?

  Jiang Chu reacted in a second.

   Pei dog thief? ?

  Hurry up to hide the disobedient expression, he smiled unnaturally, "Okay, okay, then I'll take you out."

  Su Ji glanced at his legs, then at the distance from the door at this moment, "Thank you."

  **

  Pei Huai arrived at the apartment ahead of schedule.

   To be precise, when Su Ji sent him a WeChat message, he was already on his way back.

   Fingerprint unlocked the door of the apartment, "Third Lord," Aunt Gong greeted her.

  Pei Huai gave her the jacket, unbuttoned a collar button, and twirled the things in his hand flexibly with his fingertips, and the man stepped into the room.

  Aunt Gong blinked, it was a stick-shaped wood with excellent appearance.

   "Third Master, this is..."

   "Find dustproof paper for me," Pei Huai said, but Aunt Gong paused, "Okay, third master."

Ten minutes later, the wooden floor of the balcony was covered with dust-proof paper, and the row of catnip planted by his fiancee was also covered. Pei Huai changed into light-colored home clothes and a pair of professional goggles. The wooden stick is pinched at the fingertips, and the other hand is a polishing instrument in the secondary hand.

  Press the switch, the grinding wheel runs at high speed, and the wooden stick immediately becomes extremely round and smooth wherever it passes. The instrument is in silent mode. The man has a serious and leisurely expression, the strength in his hand is very steady, and the veins in his arm are clear and beautiful.

   Tiny wood chips are sucked from one end and fly out from the other end.

  Little Fairy stared curiously at the trumpet-shaped outlet on the instrument, and after a small sound, a large amount of sawdust sprayed out towards its extremely white, plush little face.

  It was so frightened that it jumped back half a meter, shook its head, and had a circle of light yellow sawdust on its face, like a lion cub.

"Meow!"

  Xiaotong has been watching from the side, looking at the jet with vigilant eyes.

  When the next sound came, it bravely jumped in front of Little Fairy to block it, "Woooo!"

  He let out a warning sound like threatening.

   Play hard here, but their male masters have nothing else to do.

   Only seriously polish the stick.

   She didn't like the walking stick that was ordered for her fiancée before, so she threw it in the trunk of the car and didn't use it much.

   But this thing is very important, and it will be used during rehabilitation training. Without the assistance of a cane, it is easy to get a second strain.

  Knowing that his fiancée likes antique things, Pei Huai plans to make one by himself.

  He found a piece of high-quality material today, and he has already ordered the craftsman to polish the shape of the cane according to Su Ji's height. Now after the carving is finished, it can be sealed with wooden oil.

  If Bian Tong was here, this matter would definitely be entrusted to him, but not now.

   Fortunately, Pei Huai used to learn those hobbies that he thought were useless, but now he uses them on his fiancée.

   Next to it is a design drawing, which was drawn when he was in his company. The pattern is not complicated, retro and young, niche and fashionable.

  The carving of the armrest is satisfactory, but the lines on the column always feel that something is missing. After smoothing and redoing it a few times, he still shook his head. He took off his goggles and got up, and went to the toolbox to replace a new carving head.

  Xiaotong moved to the front lightly, and his little paws pulled the wooden stick, and the wooden stick rolled twice on the ground with a grunt.

  Xiaotong Mao’s eyes lit up, and he became interested, and started playing left and right.

  Little Fairy squatted ladylikely on the dustproof paper, her snow-white curly tail sweeping left and right.

   "Xiao Tong."

  The man's cold voice sounded from behind, Xiaotong's body froze, and he suddenly regained consciousness.

  The man picked up the cane, frowned and looked at the part damaged by Xiao Tong.

  Xiaotong sat on the side with his head drooping, like a brat waiting to be reprimanded for doing something wrong.

  Xiao Lingxian looked at the host, then at Xiaotong, and blinked, her tense and beautiful facial features showed tension.

  However, Pei Huai checked the damaged parts, but he didn't get angry for a long time. On the contrary, the originally frowning eyebrows were still relieved.

  His big palm fell on Xiaotong, and Xiaotong's little paws retracted, but that was not physical punishment. The big palm landed on the top of its head comfortably and rubbed it.

  Xiaotong, "??"

   The few times Xiaotong scratched with his paws seemed to be disorderly, but formed the most beautiful natural lines.

   It's amazing, but it also seems to be expected.

  Pei Huai nodded in satisfaction.

   It seems that I picked the right cat.

  Later, when Pei Huai was sculpting, Xiaotong and Xiaolingxian were always around him, giving him the feeling that his sons and daughters were enjoying the family happiness.

   After going on like this for a while, Pei Huai's cell phone rang.

   Thinking that his fiancée was coming back, he couldn't make a move, so he just answered it with a bluetooth headset.

   After a soft "Hello" sound, another voice sounded over there.

  Pei Huai's complexion sank almost instantly.

   "It's me," Pei Shizhan knew that his son thought it was someone else.

  Pei Huai did not give him face, "Sorry, wrong connection."

  I heard that the wrong call was made, but he made a wrong connection.

   "Don't hang up, it's about work," Pei Shizhan said in a calm tone, "There is a very good project, son, Dad wants to do it for you..."

  …

  …

   Half an hour later, Su Ji returned to the apartment.

   Didn't see anyone, first saw a few pairs of business leather shoes at the door, neatly arranged in a row.

  Su Ji looked around in the living room. The balcony floor is still covered with dustproof paper, but it has been cleaned, so there is no reason for it.

  Aunt Gong, "Miss Su, the third master is in the study..."

  Su Ji nodded, just as he pushed open the book door, he saw Shen Mu and his assistants coming out with suitcases in their hands.

   "Miss Su."

   "Hi, Miss Su."

Pei Huai cast his eyes from between their figures, saw her jumping on one leg, frowned, he was still answering business calls, walked over a few steps, and then lifted her up with one hand as if no one was there After getting up and turning around half a circle, Su Ji entered the door from outside the study door.

   Shen Mu and the others took a step back with discerning eyesight, and retreated to the door. Pei Huai put Su Ji down, passed her hand sideways, and closed the door behind her.

  While the door was locked, he took a step closer to her, breathing on her.

  Su Ji listened and waited for him to answer the phone, and then learned from it that his plane tomorrow morning was going to Ozhou for a business trip