Master Pei's Wife is a Devil Concubine Chapter 642

   Chapter 642 Master Pei's routine!

   In the early morning of the next day, the smell of mocha coffee and fried muffins floated in Pei's restaurant.

   Du Meran was wearing an apron and stood in front of the built-in oven that built the entire wall.

   She baked the muffins this morning.

   In the center of the white shallow French disc, there is a stack of Xuan Xuan soft brown-yellow small round cakes, one side is burnt and the other is fluffy, neatly stacked one by one, and it will vibrate "duangduang" when touched.

  It is so soft that it can be easily sliced ​​with a fork, cut twice at about 30 degrees, the muffin is divided into a small stack, the fork penetrates from top to bottom, and is sent into the mouth.

   melts in one sip, full of milk and sweetness, life becomes better.

   "Madam, your craftsmanship is getting better and better," the servant looked on and praised, "It's better than the chef you hired."

   "I wouldn't be happy to say that," Du Meran smiled and asked them to put some on the table.

   She also became interested in cooking by herself only after she returned to China.

   She used to be very good at tasting food, and in this regard, she matched Lao Pei's taste very well.

   But he is too busy with work and rarely cooks by himself.

   Lao Pei is not that lucky, and has never tasted her craftsmanship for decades of marriage.

   But since she settled in the country after the divorce, her whole body seems to have been separated from the extremely long and endless marathon, and she suddenly feels that she has a lot of energy and a lot of things to do.

   Once upon a time, her life was composed of goals one by one, and she continued to achieve goals and set new goals. She once thought that this would be the most comfortable way of life for her.

   But on the day of the divorce, I signed my name and drank my last glass of red wine.

   She just woke up.

  Goal is not something that must be achieved, and it can also be given up.

   She gave up her failed love and marriage and returned to her family, without the frustration she imagined. Instead, she lived a relaxed and fulfilling life every day.

   It is her favorite thing to cook for the children by herself.

   She deliberately kept two of the best-looking ones, put a square cheese on top, drizzled with honey **** candy, and put them in a suitable-shaped lunch box that can keep warm.

   One of them was given to her eldest daughter by the housekeeper, and she could take it to a pregnancy yoga class in the morning.

Pei Xi is now six and a half months pregnant, and her body shape is well managed. In the early stage of pregnancy, in order to cooperate with the preparation of pregnancy and Su Ji's treatment, she had aggravated for a period of time, but now she has fully recovered, and the baby's nutrition is not lost at all. The circumference has always been under the doctor's standard, but the limbs are slender and slender, the clavicle is delicate, the whole person's skin is brighter than before pregnancy, and the beauty of the gene is unique.

   There was another muffin left. Du Meilan took it out of the kitchen and sat down at the table while placing the muffin in front of Pei Huai's table.

   "I heard from my in-laws that I will graduate today. Will you meet today? I heard that she will go to the school to attend the graduation party, so you can drop it off and tell her that I did it."

   Pei Huai looked away from the contract and glanced, "She will like it."

   Du Meilan laughed, "That's good."

   Thinking of something, she looked at her eldest son who was sitting on the opposite corner of the dining table, "Is Zhuzhu a graduate too?"

  Even when Pei Song and Cao Zhuzhu got together recently, Pei Song didn't talk much about her private affairs with her family, let alone during this time.

  So Du Meilan has always had a little idea of ​​her, and only knew that her son was chasing her.

   "That's right," Pei Song held a newspaper in one hand and held a fork in the other hand. He forked a muffin and dipped it in the black coffee for a second, before taking it out and putting it in his mouth.

   Du Meilan pointed at Pei Huai and looked very angry.

   Pei Song glanced at them before noticing how his third brother was dressed today.

The suit was just ironed this morning, not the kind he usually wears when he goes to the company. It looks a bit formal, with short hair trimmed, tie clip, watch, shiny as new, and the shirt cuffs have been replaced with the crystal cuffs .

   "Huaihuai is so handsome today, what's so special about it?"

   Pei Huai flipped a page of the contract, "Attend my girlfriend's graduation party."

   Du Meilan glanced at him with an expression of "My youngest son is too promising now".

   Pei Huai, "She will perform on stage and invite me to watch it."

  Du Meilan, "Then don't forget to record a paragraph for mom."

   Pei Song silently delivered a muffin to his mouth, deliberately avoiding the topic.

   But Pei Huai still didn't forget him, "Su Ji asked if you were going or not. Her show was prepared with Miss Cao."

  Pei Song put down the newspaper, pulled the muffin plate to him, and started to concentrate on breakfast, "Why do you go to so many people? You can be our representative."

   "I can't represent others," Pei Huai raised an eyebrow at him, "I only represent myself."

   Pei Song, "…"

   After a moment of silence, he looked at Huaihuai again, "What performance are they preparing for?"

The man held his forehead diagonally and played with a small muffin with his fork in his hand. He always had a smile on his lips when he spoke, making it difficult to guess which sentence was serious and which was a gag, let alone what he was thinking. What, "Pipa? They both play the Pipa very well."

   Pei Huai didn't have the patience to guess his second brother's thoughts, and his patience was with his little girl.

   "Stop talking, just say whether to go or not."

   Pei Song exhaled slowly, "No."

   "Okay," Pei Huaiduo didn't persuade him a word, took the car key and got up, "I'm driving today, the driver will lend it to you."

   "So good?" Pei Song teased.

   Pei Huai, "There are a lot of paparazzi with you recently. It is convenient to have a driver to drive."

   Pei Song, "The second brother also felt the professionalism of Mr. Pei's driver."

   Du Meilan glanced at her two sons, smiled helplessly and shook her head, but said nothing.

   After Pei Huai's car drove away, after another ten minutes, Pei Song put on a white coat and went out. Pei Huai's driver was really waiting there.

   "Second Master, President Pei ordered me to take you to Huichun Hall today."

   Pei Song bit his cigarette and stood in the yard for a few seconds. He thought that Huaihuai was talking nonsense with him, but he was serious.

   That's fine too.

   There are indeed too many paparazzi who have been photographed recently.

   He opened the door and got into the back row, lighted the cigarette he was biting on, the driver fastened his seat belt, and the car started smoothly—

  The driving skills of Pei Huai's driver are not to be said. He is not superb, but he is very steady. His speed is not slow, but he seems to be stationary.

   Or capitalists will enjoy.

   Pei Song remembered such a sentence after experiencing it for a while.

  The driver played a very soothing playlist, and the temperature of the air conditioner was suitable.

   After smoking the cigarette he lit when he got in the car, Pei Song closed the car window and began to close his eyes to rest.

   He had just closed his eyes, and the driver who had been focusing on driving without looking sideways suddenly glanced at him from the rearview mirror.

   The car just stopped at the traffic light to Huichuntang.

   Confirmed that the second master of the Pei family really closed his eyes, the green light was on, and the driver made a big U-turn mercilessly!

   Without looking back, he ran wildly in the direction of Jingyang University—

   (end of this chapter)

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