Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine Chapter 207 - Su Ji's Unconventional Romanticism

Chapter 207: Su Ji’s Unconventional Romanticism
However, before her hand could touch the blanket, Su Ji stopped herself.
Why should she take a look?
Pei Huai’s voice came from above her head. “I didn’t expect you to be such a responsible person.”
Su Ji’s hand stopped awkwardly.
Pei Huai admired her embarrassed expression for a while, then chuckled. “There’s no need to look, I’ve recovered.”
Su Ji heaved a sigh of relief and quickly said, “alright then, I won’t look.”
As long as he’s recovered.
Su Ji raised her hand and touched his forehead, and then touched her own. “Your fever has gone down a little. You should be completely recovered by tomorrow.”
Her cold hand felt very comfortable on his forehead, and Pei huai’s eyes dimmed. “Why don’t you lower the temperature a bit more now? ”
Su Ji took two seconds to react. “Oh, okay. I’ll get you an ice pack.”
She was about to get up when he grabbed her. She leaned back and fell into a warm embrace.
As he still had a fever, she felt like she was in an oven.
Pei huai hugged her from behind, his chest pressed against her back. Through the shirt, she could hear his heartbeat clearly.
“Thump, thump.”
“Thump, thump.”
Su Ji’s heartbeat gradually matched his.
She started to feel warm.
She elbowed him, but because she didn’t have enough distance to exert the force, it didn’t have any effect.
She pushed him away. “You’re too hot.”
Pei Huai didn’t let go of her. Instead, he tightened his arms and said in a low and soft voice, “let me hug you for a while more. I need to calm down.”
Su Ji gave up struggling.
She took a photo of the snow outside the window with her phone and posted it on TikTok.
At this moment, the buildings outside the window were covered in white snow. The first snow fell fiercely, as if it was venting emotions that had been suppressed for a long time.
It was beautiful. Su Ji had not posted on TikTok this week. After making sure that there was nothing inappropriate in the photo, she clicked “confirm”.
She never bothered to come up with a caption.To her, it was just like a diary, unlike Tang Yimo, who used it to gain popularity.
This time, she only wrote “it’s snowing”.
She didn’t check it after she finished writing and clicked “post”. However, only after it’s been posted that she had mistyped it to “it’s bleeding”.
The comments section quickly flooded.
[ “Su Ji’s unconventional sense of romanticism!” ]
[ “I just saw others’ artistic captions and now this…amazing!” ]
[ “Hahahahaha! This woman is ruthless!” ]
[ “On the day of the first snow, this prince bestows you with a flood of red!” ]
Su Ji’s post was trending, so Tang Yimo naturally saw it too.
She didn’t expect that Su Ji’s post would become so popular just because of a typo.
She must have done that on purpose to gain popularity!
Su Ji scrolled through the comments for a while before realizing that Pei Huai had let go of her.
“Have you calmed down?” Su Ji asked.
Pei Huai’s expression softened. “Yes.”
He lifted the blanket and got out of bed, pouring a glass of water for Su Ji.
The glass of water was placed on the table. Pei Huai’s gaze fell on the thermos that Su Ji had brought. He smiled and asked, “what medicine did you add in this?”
It was very strong, even better than the ones he took from Huichun Hall.
Perhaps it could also be used to cure other diseases,
Su Ji smiled mysteriously. “It’s a folk remedy. The herb is called ‘dragon-raising-its-head’.'”
Pei Huai raised his eyebrows slightly.
The name sounded…
It was not as expensive as the other medicines in Huichun Hall, but it was rarely seen and few people knew about it.
People like Pei Huai, who came from rich and powerful families, would not know.
However, the reason why Pei Huai’s illness was cured so quickly this time was also because of the high quality of the herb. Coupled with Su Ji’s recipe, it had such a magical effect.
Su Ji took a sip of water. It seemed that Huang Huayu’s family was indeed skilled in growing herbs.
Su Ji wanted to go home, so Pei Huai walked her to the entrance. Even when Su Ji was inside her own house, his eyes were still glued to her.
Su Ji turned around and waved at him. “Go back. It’s windy outside.”
Pei Huai suddenly thought of something. “Are you free tomorrow?”
“I don’t think so.” Su ji replied.
Pei Huai said, “come with me to the old residence?”
Su Ji thought for a while. “Sure.”
**
The next day, Friday.
A car drove into the Pei family’s old residence.
A man got out of the car. He had a good figure and was very tall, at least 1.9 meters.
The white suit on him looked unique, and his well-trimmed beard had a wild charm.
He had European features, dark brown hair, and deep eye sockets.
He was many times more handsome than Sam.
His sexiness would go through the roof when he smoked a cigarette.
However, he didn’t smoke because his beautiful Chinese wife didn’t like the smell of smoke.
Bill tidied up his suit, then took out an extra-large, exquisite, emerald-green suitcase from the trunk. There was even a very small plush hanging on the handle.
The contrast was absolutely adorable.
This was the limited-edition luggage for the 25th anniversary of Toy Story.
There were only two in the world.
He had exchanged the Cannes Film Festival’s Best Male Lead trophy for this.
He was going to show it to his wife!
The door opened, and Bill walked in.
Pei Qingshen was playing with Pei Xingxing in the courtyard.
Bill opened his arms, his hoarse and magnetic voice was high-pitched and clear.
It was a greeting spoken in Chinese and English.
“My dear grandpa! I miss you!”
Pei Qingshen raised his head upon hearing this.
Two seconds later.
Who was this?
He was face-blind to European faces. At Pei Xi’s wedding ceremony, he hugged Bill’s childhood friend and drank with him for the whole night.
He thought that man was his grandson-in-law.
Pei Xingxing was the first to recognize him. He ran over to him happily. “Uncle Bill is here!”
Bill watched as Pei Xingxing ran towards him with his hair bouncing up and down. His eyes widened in excitement, and spoke in his broken Chinese. “You’ve grown your hair!”
When Pei Qingshen heard Pei Xingxing call him uncle, he smiled and stood up, as if he had recognized him all along. “Oh, my grandson-in-law is here. Come in quickly. We’ve prepared a welcome meal for you today.”
“Thank you,” Bill said. “Will Pei Huai’s girlfriend be coming today?”
In fact, the main reason he came back this time was to see his girlfriend.
He still didn’t couldn’t believe it until he saw her in person!
Pei Qingshen was elated. “Yes! She’ll be here in a while.”
Bill smiled widely, revealing a pair of sexy dimples.