Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

"It's time to eat, what are you looking at? You're smiling like this. xiāng cūn xiǎo shuō.cóm"

"No, I didn't see anything!"

After hearing what Ji Ziming said, Pei Ge subconsciously hid the phone behind his back, completely unaware of how obvious it was for her to do so.

"Ziming, you made dinner so fast!"

Pei Ge quickly stood up from the sofa and walked towards Ji Ziming while muttering.

Seeing that Pei Ge was obviously changing the subject, Ji Ziming found Pei Ge's deceitful appearance a bit amusing, but he didn't show it at all on his face.

"Well, let's eat. It's getting late."

Ji Ziming nodded lightly and said calmly.

"Then I'll go to the kitchen and help you serve the food~!" Pei Ge blinked and followed Ji Ziming with a smile.

"No, let's go."

Ji Ziming saw Pei Ge looking like he wanted to run away again. He stretched out his hand and took Pei Ge's hand, holding her hand gently in his hand.

"Ah? You're so fast! Why didn't you call me~ so I could help you serve the food~" Pei Ge held Ji Ziming's palm and kept muttering in a low voice.

Soon, Ji Ziming, who was holding Pei Ge's hand, walked into the open restaurant with Pei Ge.

Looking at the brown wooden dining table filled with dishes, Pei Ge knew in advance that Ji Ziming had prepared a table of her favorite dishes, but when she looked at the dishes on the dining table, she was still attracted by it. Shocked. xiāng cūn xiǎo shuō.cóm

"This, this was all done by you?"

Pei Ge turned his head in disbelief and looked at Ji Ziming.

Ji Ziming listened to Pei Ge's words and said in a funny tone: "Aren't you in the kitchen watching me cook."

"Well, well, that's right!" Pei Ge nodded dazedly, looking at the table of delicious-looking food, although he didn't know the taste.

But just looking at the appearance and presentation of the dishes,

It just makes people think that these meals should be delicious.

The color and fragrance are just missing the taste.

"Why are you dazed again?"

Ji Ziming nodded Pei Ge's head affectionately and said helplessly: "Why do you love being in a daze so much?"

Pei Ge blinked, looked up at Ji Ziming, and muttered stupidly: "Ziming, your cooking looks better than mine..."

Why didn't she know that this annoying guy Ji Ziming was so good at cooking~!

"Okay, sit down and eat."

Ji Ziming held Pei Ge's hand, pulled her to sit on the chair, and very considerately took the bowl in front of Pei Ge in his hand, and first filled Pei Ge with a bowl of whitish fish soup.

"Drink a bowl of soup first to warm your stomach."

Pei Ge blankly took the fish soup handed over by Ji Ziming, lowered her head, looked at the fragrant milky white fish soup in the bowl, and took a sip. For the fastest chapter, go to xiāng cūn xiǎo shuō.cóm

And just such a mouthful made Pei Ge stunned again.

Suddenly, Pei Ge raised his head and looked towards Ji Ziming.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Pei Ge's reaction, Ji Ziming frowned slightly, thinking that there was something wrong with the soup he had stewed.

Just when Ji Ziming was about to pick up the soup bowl and taste it himself to see if there was anything wrong with today's soup, he saw Pei Ge suddenly speaking.

"It's so delicious! Ziming! The soup you made is even better than the fish soup made by my mother!" Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming with bright eyes and said excitedly.

"I think this bowl of fish soup you stew is as good as the fish soup in a five-star hotel!"

With that said, Pei Ge drank the fish soup in one breath and looked like he really enjoyed drinking the fish soup.

Seeing Pei Ge looking at him with bright eyes and admiration, Ji Ziming's mood immediately improved.

"I still want to drink~!"

Pei Ge picked up the empty bowl and handed it to Ji Ziming.

Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge begging for food from him and felt that Pei Ge was indescribably cute like this.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he took the empty bowl from Pei Ge's hand. However, he did not serve Pei Ge with soup. Instead, he filled Pei Ge's empty bowl with a bowl of rice.

"Don't drink too much soup. Eat some rice and drink the soup after eating."

"Oh~!" After listening to Ji Ziming's words, Pei Ge could only nodded obediently and started eating again.

Seeing Pei Ge eating with his head down again, Ji Ziming couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

This stupid woman should be able to taste that these dishes taste exactly the same as those he cooked for her before, right?

In Ji Ziming's expectation, Pei Ge took the chopsticks and picked up a chopstick of sweet and sour pork.

Just when Ji Ziming watched Pei Ge about to put the tenderloin of the chopsticks into his mouth, he suddenly saw Pei Ge stop what he was doing and raise his head.

"Ziming, why are you looking at me like that?"

Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming doubtfully and asked strangely.

Just now, she felt that Ji Ziming seemed to be looking at her. She originally thought it was an illusion, but when she raised her head, she saw that Ji Ziming was really looking at her, and... his eyes seemed quite eager? Still carrying...expectations? !

She must have seen it wrong!

"It's nothing." Ji Ziming coughed lightly and said softly, pretending that nothing happened.

After listening to Ji Ziming's words, Pei Ge didn't think much. He lowered his head without paying much attention and swallowed the sweet and sour pork that had been placed near his mouth with the chopsticks.

As a result, after finishing the sweet and sour pork with chopsticks, Pei Ge was stunned again.

This taste...

Pege frowned slightly and chewed the tenderloin in his mouth.

The acidity and sweetness are well controlled, especially the tenderloin, which is very tender.

This sweet and sour pork is delicious, but...

"Ahem~!" Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge frowning thoughtfully and asked expectantly: "Is it delicious?"

Pei Ge nodded very seriously and said softly: "It's delicious, but..."

A trace of hesitation flashed in Pei Ge's eyes, "That's right, this smell seems a bit familiar."

"Plop~!"

Listening to Pei Ge's words, Ji Ziming's heart beat hard several times.

"Maybe I thought wrong."

But after Pei Ge finished speaking, he shook his head again.

"If you like it, eat more."

Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge's somewhat troubled look with a smile on his face.

"Yes." Pei Ge nodded, and after picking up another chopstick of sweet and sour pork, he picked up other dishes.

However, after picking up a few other dishes with chopsticks, the more Pei Ge ate, the more he felt that the taste of the rice cooked by Ji Ziming himself today seemed a bit... too familiar!

Yes, it is indeed too familiar!

It was as if she had eaten it somewhere before!

"Ah~!" Pei Ge suddenly screamed, as if he remembered something.