Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

The white marble square table, although not very big, is now highlighted by the stack of steamed dumplings, a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and a small plate of pickles placed on the table. The children are not small.

Ji Ziming, who was sitting at the square table and closely observing his breakfast this morning, suddenly felt that he had indeed suffered a slight concussion and needed a good rest.

Otherwise, how could he have made such a decision last night.

Although for Pei Ge, the breakfast made this morning was delicious and delicious.

But who is Ji Ziming? Everything he eats is the most exquisite and expensive, and he is not an ordinary picky in terms of food.

In Pei Ge's eyes, the steamed dumplings and porridge were beautifully made and beautiful~!

But in Ji Ziming's eyes, it was——

I don't understand what all these things are at all.

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

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge!" Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming with an expression on his face, as if he didn't even recognize the preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Ji Ziming was very upset.

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

Ji Ziming could still recognize each steamed dumpling, although the steamed dumplings he usually ate were smaller than those made by Pei Ge, and the wrappers were crystal clear and translucent.

Compared with the white and tender steamed dumplings made by Pei Ge, they are really not that bad.

"These are the pickles made by my mother. They are delicious!" Pei Ge did not notice Ji Ziming's slight sense of disgust, but pointed to the small plate of pickles with a smile.

Ji Ziming glanced at the plate of pickles that Pei Ge pointed at. Looking at the black pickles with no discernible identity, the corners of Ji Ziming's mouth finally couldn't help but twitch.

"Is this the breakfast you prepared for me?" Ji Ziming looked up, looked at Pei Ge who was standing next to her and looked at him expectantly, and couldn't help but ask.

"Yes! It's very delicious. My mother and I ate it this morning. My mother was full of praise for the food! If I hadn't stopped them, I wouldn't have been able to keep these ten steamed dumplings." Pei Ge laughed. He said, although the words were exaggerated a bit, it was just a bit.

Looking at Pei Ge's appearance of selling melons and boasting about herself, Ji Ziming couldn't help but feel a little funny. Looking at the food on the table, he wasn't so repelled.

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

Finally, amidst the urging, Ji Ziming stretched his chopsticks to the white, tender and opaque steamed dumplings.

Putting it in his mouth, Ji Ziming took a bite with the feeling that it was difficult to eat, but found that——

Huh?

Ji Ziming paused slightly. Although the dumpling wrapper was a bit thick, the filling in the dumpling was very delicious.

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

After finishing a small steamed dumpling, Ji Ziming put down his chopsticks, picked up a spoon and drank from the bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge in front of him. In his eyes, it didn't look very delicious.

At the entrance, Ji Ziming was surprised again.

The porridge is smooth, salty and delicious.

Although in terms of taste, it is difficult to compare with the porridge I have eaten before.

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

At least Ji Ziming was satisfied with his meal.

Ten steamed dumplings and a bowl of porridge were quickly finished by Ji Ziming. He even ate some of the plate of pickles that he had no idea what they were made from.

Well, if Mu Heng saw that Ji Ziming, a famous picky guy, actually had such a simple and crude home-cooked breakfast that was not even considered a four-star breakfast, he would have really admired it. Pei Ge was so impressed that he fell to the ground.

"Mr. Ji, is this breakfast to your taste?" Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming eating up the breakfast she had carefully prepared for him. He raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction, and his eyes were filled with joy. smile.

After Ji Ziming finished eating, he realized that he, who always only ate half full, had finished the breakfast that he had previously disliked.

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

Although Ji Ziming didn't say it was delicious, Pei Ge was already very satisfied just hearing this saying that it was okay.

"As long as you don't hate it~" Pege put away the dishes on the square table with a smile.

Seeing Pei Ge looking so happy, Ji Ziming's expression gradually softened.

He liked to see Pei Ge happy and smiling with his eyebrows crescent. This will make him feel better.

"Mr. Ji, since you have finished your breakfast, I will go to the company to work. I will bring you food during lunch." After Pei Ge packed the lunch box, he felt that staying in the hospital was nothing. Things were done, so he followed Ji Ziming in a low voice and gave suggestions.

Who knew that Ji Ziming rejected it without even thinking about it.

"No, you don't need to go to the company until I'm discharged from the hospital. I've already informed them there." Ji Ziming glanced at Pei Ge calmly, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the room, and opened the window leading to Glass door to balcony.

In an instant, a breeze blew in the room. The breeze also carried the fragrance of flowers and grass, which made people feel comfortable.

However, Ji Ziming felt relieved, but Pei Ge felt a little depressed.

She felt that she had nothing to do if she stayed here, and it was a complete waste of time!

"Um! Mr. Ji, I haven't bought groceries, and I can't cook, so..." Before Pei Ge could finish his words, he was interrupted again by Ji Ziming.

"There is a kitchen here. If you want to cook food, just ask someone to bring it to you." Ji Ziming said calmly.

"..." Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming's calm appearance, and his whole body felt bad.

Although Ji Ziming's face is indeed very eye-catching, sitting here doing nothing all day long, staring at him, seems a bit too boring.

Moreover, she felt a little awkward and uncomfortable...

"Mr. Ji, I feel that I have nothing to do here, so it's boring..." Pei Ge had just finished speaking when he saw Ji Ziming's hand holding the book paused again.

Bored with him?

Turning his head, Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge indifferently and said coldly: "Since you have nothing to do, go and buy me some things."

ah? shopping? ?

When Pei Ge saw the shopping list Ji Ziming gave her, she felt bad.

The reason why this nasty guy asked her to stay was because he wanted to mess with her! ! ! !