Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

The white marble square table, although said that the square table is not very big, but now it is the stack of steamed dumplings placed on the table, a bowl of preserved egg lean meat porridge, and a small dish of pickles lining Children are not small.

Sitting at the square table, he closely observed Ji Ziming, who belonged to his breakfast this morning, and suddenly felt that he really had a slight concussion and needed a good rest.

Otherwise, how could he make such a decision last night?

Although for Peig, the breakfast prepared this morning is full of flavor and fragrance.

But what kind of person is Ji Ziming, and his use of food is not only the most exquisite and precious, but in terms of eating, it is not a general pick.

This steamed dumpling and porridge seems to Pei's eyes, it's done beautifully, beautiful ~!

But in Ji Ziming's eyes, it was--

I don't understand what these things are.

"What is this." Ji Ziming pointed to the bowl of white porridge in front of him.

"Skin egg lean meat porridge!" Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming with an expression that you didn't even know the skin egg lean meat porridge. Ji Ziming was very distressed.

Looking at the white bowl of porridge, Ji Ziming chose to silently look away.

Ji Ziming can still recognize the steamed dumplings one by one, although the steamed dumplings he usually eats are smaller than those of Pei Bao, and the dumpling skin is more transparent and transparent, showing a kind of translucency.

Compared with the white and tender steamed dumplings of Pei Gebao, it's really a bit worse.

"This is my mother's own pickles, but it's delicious!" Pei Ge didn't notice Ji Ziming's slight disgust, but he pointed at the small dish of pickles with a smile.

Ji Ziming glanced at the plate of pickles pointed by Pei Ge, looking at the black and white pickles, which could not be seen as anything. The corner of Ji Ziming's mouth finally couldn't help smoking.

"This is the breakfast you prepared for me?" Ji Ziming looked up and looked at Peg, who was looking forward to him very eagerly, and couldn't help asking.

"Well! It's delicious. I had eaten it with my mom in the morning, but my mom was full of praise! If I stopped, I wouldn't stay with these ten steamed dumplings." The author said that although the language was exaggerated so much, it was just some.

Seeing that Pei Ge's wife was selling melons and boasting, Ji Ziming couldn't help but feel a little funny. While looking at the food on the table, it wasn't so exclusive.

"Ji Zong, eat it fast. If you don't eat it, it won't taste good when you're cold." Pei Ge's big watery eyes looked at Ji Ziming expectantly.

Finally, in the urging sound of this sound, Ji Ziming stretched the chopsticks to the package of white and tender steamed dumplings that were not transparent at all.

Putting it in his mouth, Ji Ziming took a bite while holding a difficult entrance, but found out that--

Huh?

Ji Ziming paused slightly. Although the dumpling skin was a little thick, the filling in the dumplings was very delicious.

The saltiness is just right, even the umami is just right.

After eating a small steamed dumpling, Ji Ziming put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the spoon and drank the bowl in front of him. In his eyes, it didn't look so delicious.

At the entrance, Ji Ziming was surprised again.

The porridge is smooth, salty and delicious.

Although in taste, it is incomparable to those porridges that I have eaten.

However, such craftsmanship is already very rare for Pei Ge.

At least, Ji Ziming was satisfied.

Ten steamed dumplings and a bowl of porridge were quickly eaten by Ji Ziming, and even the pickled vegetables that didn't even know what dish was made were eaten by Ji Ziming.

Well, if Mu Heng saw Ji Ziming, a famous picky ghost, here, he ate such a simple and simple meal, and he could n’t even count the four-star home-cooked breakfast. Pei Pei admired the five body cast.

"Mr. Ji, this breakfast is still to your taste?" Peige looked at Ji Ziming's fine appearance of the breakfast he had prepared for him, and he contentedly raised the corner of his lips, his eyes full of Smile.

After Ji Ziming finished eating, he discovered that he, who had always eaten only eight times full, ate the breakfast he had disgusted at this table.

"Cough!" Ji Ziming coughed lightly and said lightly: "It's okay."

Although Ji Ziming didn't say anything delicious, Pei Guanguang was already satisfied with listening to this okay sentence.

"You can do it if you don't hate it" Pei Ge smiled and picked up the dishes on the square table.

Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge so happy, the expression on his face gradually softened.

He likes to watch Peggy's happy, smiling eyebrows. This will make his own mood better.

"Mr. Ji, since you have finished your breakfast, then I will go to work at the company. I will bring you dinner at noon." After Peggy packed the lunch box, he felt that it was nothing to stay in the hospital Things to do, so quietly followed Ji Ziming to give suggestions.

Who knew Ji Ziming rejected it without thinking.

"No, you don't have to go to the company before I'm discharged from the hospital. I've notified it there." Ji Ziming gave Pei Ge a light look and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the room, opening the door Glass door of the balcony.

In an instant, there was a breeze in the room, and in the breeze, there were also some floral and grass fragrances, which made people feel comfortable.

However, Ji Ziming's mood was comfortable, but Pei Ge's mood was a bit depressed.

She feels that she is staying here, and she has nothing to do.

"That! President Ji, I didn't buy any food, and I couldn't cook, so ..." Pei Ge was interrupted by Ji Ziming before he finished speaking.

"There is a kitchen here, if you want to cook, what you want to do is just send it up." Ji Ziming said calmly.

"..." Peig looked at Ji Ziming's cloudless and breezy appearance, and the whole person was in trouble.

Although Ji Ziming's face is indeed very eye-catching, but sitting here all day and staring at him, it seems a bit boring.

Moreover, why does she feel a little uncomfortable ...

"Ji, I think I stayed here with absolutely nothing to do, it's boring ..." Pei Ge just said, just to see Ji Ziming's hand holding the book again.

Bored with him?

Turning his head, Ji Ziming looked at Pei lightly and said coldly: "If there is nothing to do, then go buy something for me."

what? shopping? !

When Peige saw the shopping list Ji Ziming gave her, the whole person was not good.

The reason why the annoying ghost let her stay is to want to purge her! ! ! !