Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

?? “It turns out, Grandpa He, you are really a chef!”

Pei Ge finally believed that the old man sitting opposite her who looked like a great ancient poet was a chef.

"Then Grandpa He, you must be very good at cooking!" Pei Ge looked at Mr. He curiously and said very seriously.

Hearing Pei Ge's affirmative words, Mr. He couldn't help but feel a little interested.

"Why do you say I'm a great cook?"

Mr. He is indeed a leader in the culinary world.

But he believed that this little girl who thought he was a poet definitely didn't know him, so she asked Pei Ge like this.

"Because, Grandpa He, you don't look like an ordinary person~" Pei Ge blinked and said to Mr. He with a smile.

"Haha~ You girl, you have good eyesight!" Mr. He laughed out loud, seemingly feeling very comfortable with Pei Ge's 'flattering'.

"Pfft~!" The woman in Hanfu couldn't help laughing as she listened to the conversation between the old and the young.

Ji Ziming, who was sitting next to Pei Ge, only discovered today that this stupid woman sitting next to him was actually so good at flattering her.

"But, this reason doesn't count." After Mr. He finished laughing, he straightened his face and looked at Pei Ge, "Girl, please give me a more reliable answer, otherwise, Grandpa He will wait a moment I won’t prepare delicious food for you.”

As soon as Mr. He finished speaking, Pei Ge, a foodie, suddenly became a little nervous.

Without thinking, she spoke out the truest answer in her heart.

"I heard people say that Ziming has the most picky tongue.

I don’t eat food that isn’t top-notch, so since Ziming said he would bring me here to eat today, he would definitely bring me here to eat top-quality food! "

After Pei Ge finished speaking his thoughts in one breath, he added a few more words.

"Besides, Grandpa He doesn't look like an ordinary person, so! Grandpa He, your cooking skills must be very good!"

After Pei Ge finished speaking, Mr. He and the woman in Hanfu laughed again.

In this room,

Only Ji Ziming didn't smile. Instead, he stared at Pei Ge with a helpless expression.

This stupid woman really just wants to eat, and she dares to say anything.

"Haha~ It's true, Ziming, this kid, has always been very picky with his tongue." Mr. He glanced at Ji Ziming with a smile, his voice full of ridicule.

"Hehe..." Under Ji Ziming's burning gaze, Pei Ge laughed twice and touched his head with a guilty conscience.

Well, she actually didn't say anything she couldn't say, right? Why is that annoying guy looking at her like that?

"Okay, girl, what do you want to eat?" Mr. He took a sip of tea, smiled and stroked his beard, and asked Pei Ge very friendly.

"What do I want to eat?" Pei Ge's eyes lit up when he heard about it.

"Yes, what kind of food do you want to eat? As a bad old man, my best thing is cooking. I can cook a lot of dishes. Whether it is a Manchu-Han banquet or home-cooked food, I am good at it." Mr. He smiled at me Pei Ge said, with indescribable confidence and pride in his tone.

Listening to Mr. He's words, Pei Ge's mouth suddenly secreted saliva.

A banquet of Manchu and Chinese...wow! Grandpa He is really amazing!

Pei Ge blinked, swallowed, and said with a smile: "As long as it's delicious, I like to eat it!"

Looking at Pei Ge's greedy look, Ji Ziming snorted.

"No, Grandpa He doesn't like to hear your answer." He smiled and shook his head, as if he insisted on asking Pei Ge to name a few of her favorite dishes.

Pei Ge saw Mr. He insisting on asking her to explain why, so he had no choice but to tell her some of his favorite dishes.

"Just these dishes?" Mr. He asked again after seeing Pei Ge finish speaking.

Pei Ge nodded and said softly: "Well, I'm not eating alone. You can decide for yourself about the rest."

Seeing Pei Ge and saying nothing, Mr. He nodded with a smile and said, "Girl, what you like to eat turns out to be home-cooked food."

"Yes~" Pei Ge said without hesitation, "Although there are many delicious dishes, my favorite is home-cooked food!"

Ji Ziming's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard Pei Ge's words, but soon, his brows frowned tightly again.

But unfortunately, no one paid attention to Ji Ziming, so no one saw the expression on Ji Ziming's face.

"Okay, I'll cook you some home-cooked dishes that an old man like me is good at!" Mr. He said to Pei Ge with a smile.

After listening to Mr. He's words, Pei Ge swallowed his saliva and nodded vigorously. The look on his face seemed to be very happy.

"Grandpa He, do you need me to help you?"

After seeing Mr. He stand up from the chair, Pei Ge also stood up.

Mr. He waved his hand with a smile and said with a smile: "I cook, but I never need anyone to help me."

Pei Ge listened to Mr. He's words and nodded, thinking to himself, he is indeed the chef!

As a result, before Mr. He finished speaking, Mr. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Ji Ziming.

"Ziming, you boy, come in with me and help me."

"..." Ji Ziming.

"..." Pei Ge.

Hey Grandpa! You just said that you never need someone to help you when cooking? ! Are you kidding me? This is changing too fast!

Or should I say, only men can enter your kitchen, not women?

Perhaps Pei Ge's eyes were too hot. Mr. He smiled like a fox and said to Pei Ge: "Haha, girl, grandpa is doing this for your own good, asking your boyfriend to help me. Maybe, How many more tricks can I learn!"

"This way, from now on, you can eat the food this boy cooks for you!"

As soon as Mr. He finished speaking, the two people involved had different reactions!

Pei Ge, who was called a girl by Mr. He, listened to Mr. He's words and felt that they were not reliable!

Let’s not talk about how difficult it is to learn to cook. It is not a skill that can be learned just by watching it a few times.

She also left aside the fact that Ji Ziming, the annoying guy, was her fake boyfriend.

To put it simply, Ji Ziming, this annoying guy, can cook, and he even cooks for her? This is completely impossible, okay!

How could such an arrogant and indifferent man cook tenderly for a woman! It’s scary to think about it! It’s completely impossible, okay!

As for the other person involved, Ji Ziming was in a much more angry mood.

His eyes glared fiercely at Mr. He.

Mr. He, can you really tell me about such a confidential matter? !