Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

"Hello, Miss Qiao, things have been done."

"Okay, I know. Thank you, Sister Yun."

After hanging up the phone, the light in Qiao Jingyun's eyes was a bit scary.

She lowered her head and looked at the mobile phone in her hand as if looking at some treasure, and her eyes were very focused.

"Hahaha ~"

Suddenly, he kept his head down, and there was no movement, just like a sculpture-like Qiao Jingyun. Suddenly, he laughed and laughed.

In this laughter, there is pride, joy, excitement, and ... a touch of sadness that is imperceptible.

"Haha ~! Zi Ming, you are finally mine ..."

A gentle look appeared on Qiao Jingyun's face, murmured softly.

The voice was full of affection and love.

However, that love seems to be a bit distorted.

"No matter what, as long as I can get you, so ... just fine."

Qiao Jingyun's eyes flashed a touch of desolation. Soon, his face was replaced by a touch of excitement.

"Now ... my" chess piece "is about to enter the game ..."

"Huh ~"

Qiao Jingyun chuckled, and quickly walked away from the place, walking towards the location given by Sister Yun.

Zi Ming, wait for me, we, will be together soon.

...

"Well……"

Under the moonlight, under the silent night, a man's pace was somewhat staggered, as if drunk, and his pace was a little unstable.

Suddenly, a silver moonlight shone on the man's face.

A clear outline and a deep, three-dimensional, deep and handsome face of Qing Jun appeared in the moonlight.

Looking at that face, even people with short-sighted eyes, I am afraid that they can all be recognized through the aura of the man. This proud and cold man is Ji Ziming.

wrong……

Ji Ziming stopped suddenly, frowning tightly.

What he didn't know was that his entire face was full of hot red.

"wrong……"

What's wrong ...

His body ...

Ji Ziming raised his palm and squeezed it gently, but he found that his palm seemed to be a little weak.

Did n’t he drink and understand wine and tea? Why is he getting drunk now?

Hot ... so hot ...

Gradually, Ji Ziming's thoughts began to drift away, and his breath became slightly thicker.

"Zi Ming! What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red? Is it a fever?"

Just when Ji Ziming felt that he was about to fall to the ground, suddenly, a familiar female voice appeared in his ear, and his consciousness was restored.

"Zi Ming? Are you okay!"

When Ji Ziming recovered, he smelled a sweet scent, which seemed to make his body a little hotter.

"Zi Ming? What's wrong with you?"

Then, he felt a pair of soft palms and supported his body.

"Qiao Jingyun ..."

Ji Ziming looked at the woman who was supporting him. He moved his lips slightly.

The person coming is not someone else, but Qiao Jingyun who received the news from Sister Yun.

"Zi Ming! Are you okay? Are you drinking too much or having a fever?"

Qiao Jingyun supported Ji Ziming, his face full of anxiety and worry.

"You helped me back to the room first."

Ji Ziming felt that something was wrong with his body, and he couldn't care about anything, so he asked Qiao Jingyun lightly.

"Well! I'll help you back to the room!"

With that said, Qiao Jingyun supported Ji Ziming and walked slowly towards the room Ji Ziming said.

Although Ji Ziming is a tall man, because he still has consciousness, Qiao Jingyun helped Ji Ziming to walk all the way, it was not too hard.

Soon, Qiao Jingyun helped Ji Ziming to a guest bedroom.

"Zi Ming, I'll pour you a glass of water."

After supporting Ji Ziming on the bed, Qiao Jingyun was busy and poured water for Ji Ziming.

"Come on, drink a glass of water first."

Qiao Jingyun looked at the burning red face of Ji Ziming and fed Ji Ziming a bit of ice water, then he said worriedly: "Zi Ming, are you okay? Why is your face so red, and, Your body temperature seems to be a bit high ... "

Listening to Qiao Jingyun's words, Ji Ziming frowned tightly.

His body seems to be a bit wrong ...

"Zi Ming, I think you can't do this! I'll call you a family doctor!"

With that said, Qiao Jingyun didn't care about Ji Ziming's reaction, so he stood up from the chair beside the bed.

"Yep."

Ji Ziming heard that, but did not stop, because he also felt something was wrong with his body.

So he nodded lightly and agreed with Qiao Jingyun.

"Then you are waiting for me now, I will be back soon ~"

After talking, Qiao Jingyun left the guest bedroom with an anxious look.

So in the guest bedroom of Noda University, Ji Ziming was left alone.

I don't know why, when Qiao Jingyun left this room, Ji Ziming only felt that the heat of his body was more intense.

"Hoo ~! Huo ~! Huo ~!"

Ji Ziming closed his eyes and lay down on the bed, only to feel a suffocating pant full of more and more uncomfortable.

This feeling is like a fish that has left the water, and it is uncomfortable and suffocating.

Gradually, Ji Ziming's thoughts gradually lost control.

Originally still a little sober, he gradually became chaotic ...

Standing at the door, Qiao Jingyun, who did not go far, secretly listened to the movement in the room from the gap in the door that was not closed.

After listening to Ji Ziming's increasingly heavy gasps, the smile on her lips grew bigger and bigger.

However, she was worried that Ji Ziming's mind was still a little sober at this time, so she stood patiently at the door for a while.

After a while, Qiao Jingyun listened to the wheezing in the room getting more and more heavy. Occasionally, after a few **** whispers, Qiao Jingyun couldn't help it anymore.

"Zi Ming, how are you? I just went out because I was worried that you were here alone. So after I met Sister Yun on the road, I asked Sister Yun to help me find a doctor."

Ji Ziming, who had lost his sanity in the room, suddenly woke up after hearing Qiao Jingyun's voice.

At this time, where did he not know that he was being calculated by others?

"Don't come in! Go out!"

After trying his best, Ji Ziming shouted weakly.

However, this sentence did not stop Qiao Jingyun.

Qiao Jingyun seemed to have heard nothing, opened the door, and stepped in with a foot.

"Zi Ming, what's wrong with you? You ..."

It's just that I don't know if his thoughts are controlled by the body's body again, or whether Qiao Jingyun is not talking. Ji Ziming, lying in bed, can no longer hear Qiao Jingyun's voice.

However, it didn't take long for the door to open again.