Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Looking at the ingredients in front of him, Ji Ziming's brows knitted together tightly.

Edible oil, tenderloin, water, marinade, tomato sauce, starch, vinegar, sugar, white sesame seeds...

Ji Ziming looked at the ingredients placed in front of him, his brows knit together tightly, his eyes focused on the plates of ingredients placed on the kitchen table.

If the location wasn't wrong and it was in a place like the kitchen, Ji Ziming's appearance would really look like he was having some kind of important meeting.

"Master, the ingredients are all prepared according to your instructions." Sister Yun looked at Ji Ziming staring at the ingredients on the kitchen table so intently, and said to Ji Ziming cautiously.

"Yeah." Ji Ziming hummed slightly, his brows still tightly knitted together.

He just learned this dish yesterday... Mr. He said it was okay, so that should mean... it's still edible, right?

"Um...Mr. Ji, do you have any other instructions?" Seeing that Ji Ziming seemed to be absent-minded, Sister Yun asked again cautiously.

"No..." Ji Ziming hadn't finished what he said. He seemed to have thought of something and changed his words: "Bring me an apron."

"..." Sister Yun's eyes widened as she listened to Ji Ziming's words, and she almost felt that she was hallucinating.

"Hurry up." Seeing Sister Yun standing motionless, Ji Ziming glanced at Sister Yun coldly.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to prepare an apron for you now." After saying that, Sister Yun walked away dizzy.

What Ji Ziming just said was still in her mind.

'Bring me an apron...'

Apron...apron...

Oh my God! She must be in a dream now!

Otherwise, why would their eldest young man, who had no fingers in the water, suddenly tell her that he wanted to cook! And he also has to make something like sweet and sour pork, which he never eats! Now even more so, what kind of apron should I wear? !

Oh my God! O earth! This is a joke!

But even though Sister Yun was roaring in her heart and her spirit seemed to be in a state of collapse, she still completed what she needed to do very quickly.

"Master, this is what you want...the apron." When Sister Yun mentioned the apron, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Does their young master really want to wear an apron? !

"Yes." Ji Ziming took the apron from Sister Yun's hand, and Yun Danfeng put it on lightly.

"..." Seeing Ji Ziming put on the apron without any objection at all, and looking at the action of putting on the apron, it didn't seem like it was the first time he put it on. Sister Yun was shocked. Not light.

This is definitely an illusion! She must be dreaming!

However, Ji Ziming's next move made Sister Yun dumbfounded again.

"Zi la~!"

The sound of cooking oil boiling brought Sister Yun back to reality from her daze of disbelief.

When she came to her senses, she saw that Ji Ziming had turned on the fire for some reason, poured cooking oil into the pot, and even boiled it!

"Master, be careful! If the oil burns you, it's me..." Come on, before Sister Yun finished speaking, she saw Ji Ziming pouring onions, ginger, garlic and other ingredients into the pot with very graceful movements. I took the spatula and started frying it.

Sister Yun looked at Ji Ziming standing in front of the stove in disbelief, looking at this man who had always been unattainable in the eyes of others.

At this time, wearing a white apron and skillfully cooking vegetables, Sister Yun was extremely shocked.

Their young master actually knows how to cook? !

Their young master actually knows how to cook? ! And it's sweet and sour pork, a dish he has never eaten? !

Oh my God! ! ! ! It turns out that their young master is really in love! ! !

That country girl from nowhere is actually their young master’s girlfriend? !

But how can that country girl be worthy of our young master? ! ! That country girl has no looks,

To be in shape but not in shape!

And he looks so uneducated! How could she be worthy of their young master!

Just as Sister Yun was roaring endlessly in her heart, Ji Ziming had already taken another pot and fried the tenderloin in oil. .

"Zi la~! Zhi la~!"

Everyone in the kitchen was attracted by Ji Ziming's elegant and skillful actions. Subconsciously, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at Ji Ziming involuntarily.

It has to be said that Ji Ziming is born to be the center of attention.

No matter what he is wearing or what he is doing, he is destined to be the focus of everyone's eyes.

At this time, even though this man was wearing a very down-to-earth white apron, it did not damage his noble aristocratic temperament at all.

Even holding a pot and spatula, he looks very elegant and noble, making people feel aloof.

"Mr. Ji is so handsome.

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"Yes, as expected, everything you wear depends on your temperament."

"I now believe in temperament."

Even though, among the people Sister Yun brought, there was not a single woman, they were all men. However, under Ji Ziming's charm, these men still couldn't take their eyes off him.

Because Ji Ziming was very focused on frying the sweet and sour pork in his hand, he... didn't notice that everyone in the kitchen was staring at him, which also caused the group of men in the kitchen to talk more and more. He became bolder and bolder.

After listening to the whispers in the kitchen gradually getting louder, Sister Yun finally recovered from her shocked roar.

"What are you doing! Shut up!" Sister Yun turned her head, looked at the employees gathered together and watched Ji Ziming whispering, and scolded fiercely.

After being scolded by Sister Yun, the whispers disappeared without a trace. They all lowered their heads and started doing what they were doing.

However, when Sister Yun wasn't paying attention, they would still quietly raise their heads and glance at Ji Ziming.

"Master, please rest and let me help you with the cooking." Sister Yun looked at the small beads of sweat on Ji Ziming's forehead and said with distress.

However, Ji Ziming did not give Sister Yun any response, but concentrated on frying his sweet and sour pork.

"Alas~" Seeing Ji Ziming ignoring her, Sister Yun sighed softly, blaming Pei Ge again in her heart.

This woman is real too! I don’t know if the male leads the outside and the female leads the inside! How dare they let such a noble young master of their family cook in the kitchen! It's absolutely abominable!

"Ah sneeze~!"