Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Peggy did not notice that a president was standing behind her, and looked at her secretly like a moron.

After handling the ugly red fish, she put the sea red spot into the pot as usual and stewed the fish soup, and began to stew.

The fish was simmered in a saucepan, and then she began to cut the dishes to be fried next.

"Da Da Da ~!" The kitchen knife kept hitting the cutting board, making a sound of cutting vegetables.

Make this quiet kitchen even more cozy.

Ji Ziming was only in charge of eating on weekdays. Wherever I saw someone cooking in person, it was quite interesting to see Pei's busy appearance in the kitchen.

The lighting in the kitchen is also very good, the sun shining in through the translucent windows, just so sprinkled on Peggy's body, plating her with a touch of golden light. It looks warm and makes people feel comfortable.

Unknowingly, Ji Ziming stood there for a long time just like this.

When he recovered, Pei Ge already cooked all the dishes.

Pei Ge finished a dish, turned around, and saw Ji Ziming standing at the door before he left.

This shocked Pei Ge. She blinked and looked at Ji Ziming suspiciously, and said, "Ji Ji? What are you doing at the door?"

"It's nothing." Ji Ziming glanced at Peig before turning around and leaving the kitchen.

Looking at Ji Ziming's back walking faster and faster, Pei grinned his mouth and muttered: "If you don't look at you because of my injury, who loves to cook for you."

Behind the mumble, Ji Ziming, of course, could not hear it. He walked to the ward in a flustered pace, feeling restless.

He did not expect that Peig had such great influence on him.

He knew that he cared about this stupid woman, but he did not expect that this woman, unconsciously, had already occupied so much influence in his heart.

"Damn ..." Ji Ziming pursed her lips, her beautiful brows scrunched tightly, and murmured softly.

In that tone, it seemed to be angry, but also seemed to be ... love. It's just that maybe he didn't notice it himself.

To keep himself calm, Ji Ziming pulled a book out of the drawer.

Sitting in a comfortable soft chair, Ji Ziming looked at the book in his hand, and the expression on his face gradually returned to normal, calm and indifferent.

"The meal is ready, Mr. Ji." When Peige walked in with two dishes, he saw Ji Ziming sitting on a chair and reading a book.

And it seemed to be very serious, even if she came in, he didn't know.

Seeing the appearance of Ji Ziming, the subconscious Pei quickly placed the dishes in his hand on the square table, and then walked quickly towards Ji Ziming.

"Mr. Ji, the doctor said you should recuperate, and you can't do things that bother you." Then, Pei Ge took out the book in Ji Ziming's hand, and the action was very natural.

At this time, Ji Ziming recovered. After looking at the book being pulled away, the face in front of him appeared, and he was slightly lost.

"Why are you ..." Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge suddenly, and murmured softly.

Peige looked at Ji Ziming's abnormal appearance and said in surprise: "Ji, are you okay?"

Isn't it really because reading the book is too tedious, a little silly. I'll take away all his books next time!

Seeing Peiga look like a fool, Ji Ziming frowned, and said in a cold voice: "Who made you come."

"I'm just here to ask you to eat." Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming's face again, and he was speechless.

This annoying ghost is more fickle than a woman and can change her face N times a day! Really!

After Ji Ziming gave Pei Ge a word without a word, he got up from the chair and walked towards the square table.

However, after walking a few steps, he found that the woman behind did not follow.

Turning his head, Ji Ziming saw Peig was holding his book, either on the table or in the drawer.

"What are you doing." Ji Ziming frowned, and said in a cold voice.

"Ah?" Peig raised his head and looked at Ji Ziming innocently. "The doctor said, you can't do things that are bothersome, so I'll take these books away first, wait for your illness Look at it again. "

As if to increase the credibility, Peig grunted again and whispered, "Did you read the book just now and you were stupid ..."

Humph! I usually ask you to have a bad attitude towards me! Now Miss Ben wants to teach you a fair and bright lesson ~ I have received the books you love to read and make you bored to death ~

Listening to Peige's worried and reproachful words, Ji Ziming's heart suddenly seemed to have a warm current flowing through it. The warmth made him want to raise his lips.

After looking softly towards the woman, she found a sly look flashed in the woman's clear eyes.

"Boom! Boom ~!" Ji Ziming couldn't help but jumped heavily, his expression was a little trance, such a look, he seemed to have some familiar feeling ...

Looking at Ji Ziming, he seemed to start again. After Peggy collected all the books, he walked to Ji Ziming and waved at him.

"Mr. Ji, why are you in a daze again? You have eaten up ~" Pei said aloud.

As a result, the words hadn't been finished yet. Her palm, placed in front of Ji Ziming's eyes, was held in the palm of Ji Ziming's slender palms.

Tightly, people can't break free.

"Ah!" Peggy was taken aback by the cold touch in his palm.

When she looked at Ji Ziming's eyes, she was startled again.

Those cold, dark eyes were staring at her tightly, with some doubts.

"Ji Zong?" Pei Ge was seen by Ji Ziming, and had forgotten that he wanted to get rid of Ji Ziming's palm.

"You ... are you okay?" Peggy swallowed and whispered.

Looking at Peige's cautious look, Ji Ziming lowered his eyelids and shook Peige's warm and soft palm.

Not her, her, it can't be her.

It's just that when that soft and warm touch came out of his palm, his heart didn't know why, but it was empty.

Looking at himself again, Peige rolled his eyes silently after throwing away his palm in disgust.

Do you want to do this every time? The last time you were in the elevator, this time! Humph! She didn't take the initiative to catch him!

"Mr. Ji, if you don't eat, the food will be cold." Pei Ge glared at Ji Ziming, his voice said a little unhappy.

"Yeah." Ji Ziming saw Peig seemed a little angry, and he moved his lips, but in the end, he just turned a little softly.

Peig looked at Ji Ziming's tall, slender back. Although he was wearing a sick suit, he did not damage any of his looks.

Humph! Seeing that you were injured because of me, I will not care about you!