Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

? Under Ji Ziming’s displeased and angry eyes, Mr. He still took Ji Ziming away to the kitchen to ‘strike’.

As for why Ji Ziming agreed to follow Mr. He to attack, Pei Ge really had no idea at all.

And the middle-aged woman seemed to have left the room because of something.

So Pei Ge was the only one left in this large, poetic room.

After Pei Ge drank the tea on the table alone, she stretched lazily and stood up from the chair.

Because he had been sitting in the room chatting with Mr. He for a long time, when Pei Ge stepped out of the room, the sky had already darkened.

Looking at the stars in the sky, Pei Ge felt as if he was in a dream.

It had been a long time since she had seen so many stars.

Listening to the gentle breeze blowing through the flowers and trees, and the sound of the sparkling stream, Pei Ge's heart gradually calmed down with the beautiful night scene.

Looking at the beautiful night scene around him, Pei Ge sat down on the floor.

"It's so beautiful~" Pei Ge couldn't help but murmured softly.

It’s really beautiful here~

It would be great if my mother could come here.

…

"Ziming, you kid, if you want to learn cooking from my old man, you can't give up halfway!" He said with a serious expression after leading Ji Ziming into the kitchen.

Ji Ziming glanced at Mr. He indifferently and said coldly: "The word give up halfway has never been found in my dictionary."

"Haha~ Well, from today on, you kid, you can be considered as half of my disciples." Mr. He looked at Ji Ziming's serious look and suddenly laughed.

"Come on, boy, call Master and let me hear it."

"Mr. He..." Ji Ziming frowned slightly, looking a little awkward.

"Boy, if you don't call me master, I won't teach you cooking skills! If I don't teach you cooking skills, I'll see how you can please your girlfriend.

" Seeing that Ji Ziming didn't seem to want to call him master, Mr. He laughed and said teasingly.

As soon as Mr. He finished speaking, he saw Ji Ziming was silent for a while, and seemed to cry out helplessly.

"……master."

"Okay! You are not a regular disciple of mine, so we don't want to kneel down and offer tea." Mr. He looked at Ji Ziming with a smile. The more he looked at him, the more proud he felt.

This is probably the most prolific disciple he has ever accepted!

Moreover, he was the grandson that old man Ji was most proud of!

Hahaha! That old man Ji never dreamed that his most proud grandson would come to learn cooking from him without doing his job properly!

"Master, when I learn cooking from you, I call you master. However, in normal times, I'll call you Mr. He. I don't want others to know that I'm learning cooking from you." Ji Ziming looked at it calmly. Looking at Mr. He, his voice seemed to be full of helplessness.

Mr. He did not make things difficult for Ji Ziming. He knew in his heart that Ji Ziming was very concerned about face. If others knew that he came to learn cooking for a woman, he would probably become angry!

"Okay, okay, no problem, I will definitely keep it a secret for you." Mr. He nodded with a smile, and then said in a different tone: "But if you leak something yourself, you can't blame me."

"Well, okay, I know." Ji Ziming nodded calmly and said coldly.

"That little girl, Princess, is that important to you?" Mr. He looked at Ji Ziming's indifferent expression and couldn't help but want to tease him.

"……"important? Is Pei Ge really important to her?

Listening to Mr. He's words, Ji Ziming was slightly startled.

In fact, he didn't understand why he called Mr. He so impulsively.

But when he came to his senses, it was impossible for him to go back on his words.

Because there is no regret in Ji Ziming's dictionary!

Anyway, he doesn't object to learning cooking skills for Pei Ge, so let's leave it at that.

"Okay, kid, let's stop joking. Come over here and I'll teach you some basic things first." Mr. He saw Ji Ziming standing there silently without saying a word. He didn't force him to answer his question.

"Okay..." Ji Ziming nodded calmly.

So, I saw the old and the young, two people with very outstanding temperaments, standing in front of the stove and starting to cook dinner.

…

"Boy, from now on, when entering the kitchen, we are not allowed to bring cell phones in."

Mr. He, who was making dinner, suddenly heard a cell phone ringing from Ji Ziming, and he said with a very serious expression.

Ji Ziming nodded lightly and was about to hang up the phone, but when he saw the note on the phone, he frowned slightly and finally refused to answer the call.

"Master, I'll go out and take a call first." Ji Ziming held the phone and said coldly.

"Go ahead, go ahead. Anyway, dinner is almost ready. After you answer the phone later, don't come back. Go and spend some time with that girl Ge Ge." Mr. He nodded and mentioned Pei Ge's At this time, the smile returned to his face.

"Okay." Ji Ziming nodded, took his cell phone, and left the kitchen.

After he left the kitchen, he walked for a while and then answered the phone.

"Hello……"

"Brother Ziming~"

…

"It's so beautiful~"

Pei Ge was sitting on the grass in a very comfortable mood, listening to the sounds of nature and looking at the stars. But, suddenly, it was interrupted by a burst of whispers.

The sudden sound must have been a little far away from her, so she could only hear someone talking, but she didn't know what that person was talking about.

In this quiet and comfortable environment, this somewhat 'noisy' sound really made Pei Ge a little unhappy.

In particular, Pei Ge also recognized that the owner of that voice was her employer, Ji Ziming.

"Didn't this annoying guy go to do something for Grandpa He? How come dinner is ready so quickly?" Pei Ge, who was sitting on the grass, muttered in a low voice, then raised his head and looked at the sky. night view.

After a while, Ji Ziming's phone call seemed to have ended, and he walked towards Pei Ge with the sound of footsteps on the grass.

At this time, Pei Ge was fascinated by the stars in the sky and didn't notice that Ji Ziming had walked to her side.

"Why are you sitting on the ground?" Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge sitting on the ground and frowned slightly.