Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Under the dim light, the man bent slightly, the woman tiptoed lightly, their noses rubbed against the tip of their noses, their red lips were tightly pressed together, their appearance was very intimate, it was as beautiful as a pair of Ink painting is average.

Of course, if there were not a group of stunned men with silly faces surrounding them, the picture would probably be more pleasing to the eye.

"Oh~!"

Pei Ge blinked his eyes, looked at the handsome man in front of him, and couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking the man's lips.

At this time, Ji Ziming, who was suddenly pulled down by Pei Ge and kissed forcefully, felt the gentle touch on his lips, and recovered from his shock.

"Sweet~"

After Pei Ge finished adding Ji Ziming's lips, he smashed his mouth, looked at Ji Ziming with a silly smile and said.

Ji Ziming squinted his eyes and looked down at the drunk woman who was pulling his tie. The strong smell of alcohol in his nose made him frown slightly.

And when he looked at Pei Ge's bright red face that looked like a peach, and looked at him with blurred and focused eyes, Jean's hand, which was about to push her away, stopped strangely.

This woman seemed familiar.

"How much, how much, I will cover you for one night~"

Pei Ge blinked his eyes, wrapped his arms and legs around Ji Ziming, and said drunkenly.

Seeing the woman's movements, Ji Ziming's pretty brows frowned even deeper.

"Let go."

Ji Ziming looked coldly at Pei Ge who pressed his cheek tightly against his chest, and rubbed against him from time to time, and said in a cold voice.

"Don't let it go~ You are mine, I have already wrapped you up tonight~"

With that said, Pei Ge held Ji Ziming's waist tighter.

He is hers?

Pack him?

Ji Ziming lowered his head and looked at Pei Ge, who was leaning on his chest with a smirk on his face, and looked like a good girl, his brows were slightly raised, and the coldness in his deep eyes faded inexplicably. .

He has always hated women touching him the most, unexpectedly, he didn't feel any disgust for this woman who was entangled in his body.

Looking at this scene, the male publicists standing next to them felt like they were hallucinating.

Mr. Ji, who has never been close to women, and who hates flirting with him the most, didn't push this drunk woman away today?

"Ji, Mr. Ji, yes, I'm sorry! I'll pull this crazy woman away now."

The foreman who came back to his senses was covered in cold sweat on his forehead.

Now he hated this Pei Ge who came to find the male publicist out of nowhere, and picked on Mr. Ji without any discernment.

"This guest, please let go!"

The foreman walked to Pei Ge's side and said politely.

But who knows, Pei Geli, who was drunk, ignored this person, but rubbed Ji Ziming's chest again, continued to smirk, and seemed to be muttering something.

Looking at Pei Ge's appearance, Ji Ziming couldn't help feeling a little funny.

And as the foreman who was ignored, he felt very angry and even more disturbed. If this season is always angry because of this woman, will he still be able to keep his job?

Thinking of this, he no longer politely told Pei Ge to let go, but directly moved his hand and pulled Pei Ge.

"Dizzy...uncomfortable..."

Pei Ge was pulled so vigorously that he felt an overwhelming feeling in his stomach.

Ji Ziming looked at the two people who were tugging in front of him, especially when he saw Pei Ge who would not let go of him even though he was being tugged like this, he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

But the foreman saw Ji Ziming's slightly frowning eyebrows, and felt that Ji Ziming was becoming more impatient, and the strength in his hands was getting stronger, and he just wanted to pull this drunk woman away as soon as possible.

"Don't, don't pull it, it's uncomfortable..."

Pei Ge leaned his head tightly on Ji Ziming's chest, muttering uncomfortably.

Seeing the uncomfortable expression on Pei Ge's face, Ji Ziming frowned even deeper, just when he was about to speak and asked the foreman to stop——

"Uh~!"

There was a sound of retching, and soon, a strong smell of alcohol filled the air.

"..."

The onlookers and the foreman pulling Pei Ge were shocked, and looked at Pei Ge and Ji Ziming with their mouths open.

At this time, Ji Ziming felt the warm moisture on his chest, and that handsome and impeccable face was full of gloomy darkness.

It's like when a storm is approaching, it's frightening.

"Uh~!"

As if he hadn't vomited enough, there was another sound of retching.

Ji Ziming's face became even more gloomy.

The traces of ripples he had towards the drunk woman in his arms disappeared completely, leaving only a look of disgust on his face.

Now, instead of waiting for the foreman who pulled Pei Ge just now to do it, Ji Ziming himself first tried to shake off Pei Ge who was tightly stuck to his body.

However, he soon understood why the foreman didn't pull Pei Ge away even though he seemed to be trying hard.

because……

The woman really hugged him very tightly.

No matter how hard he tried, the woman held him tightly and never let go.

"Ji, Mr. Ji, you, what do you think we should do now?"

The foreman looked at Ji Ziming's increasingly gloomy face, and the cold sweat on his head became more and more profuse.

Listening to the man's words, Ji Ziming glared at him sharply, and said angrily, "Get lost!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Let's go!"

When the foreman heard Ji Ziming's words, joy flashed in his eyes.

Soon, he took his male publicists and all disappeared in front of Ji Ziming.

Looking at the disappearing person who disappeared in an instant, Ji Ziming narrowed his eyes and looked down at Pei Ge.

Pei Ge still had a smirk on his face, leaning on his arms like a koala.

He frowned coldly.

"You are mine, you can't escape~"

Pei Ge seemed to sense that someone was staring at him, so he muttered softly again.

Listening to the words of the woman in his arms, Ji Ziming pursed his lips and took out his mobile phone.

"Hey! Ziming, where have you been? You've only drunk half of the wine. Why did you take so long to answer the phone?"

As soon as the call was made, Mu Heng's yelling came from the phone.

"..."

Ji Ziming listened to Mu Heng's yelling, even in the noisy environment of the bar on the first floor, he could hear it very clearly, even the sound was a bit loud.

"The girls are waiting for you..."

Before Mu Heng finished his teasing words, he realized that something was wrong with Ji Ziming.

"Huh? Why is it so noisy there? Are you in the bar on the first floor?" Mu Heng exclaimed in surprise.

Ji Ziming did not answer Mu Heng's words, but said coldly to the phone: "...help me prepare a room, and help me prepare a change of clothes."

"Huh? Room? Clothes?"

Mu Heng was extremely puzzled when he heard Ji Ziming's words.

"Ji Ziming! You, you..."

Before Mu Heng could finish his sentence, he heard a woman's moaning from the phone.

"Wow! Ji Ziming! You are finally enlightened! Wait, I'll send you the room number right away!"

After speaking, Mu Heng quickly hung up the phone, as if he was afraid of delaying Ji Ziming's good deed.

After a while, Ji Ziming's cell phone received a text message.

Looking at the room number on the text message, Ji Ziming picked up Pei Ge who was drunk but still tightly wrapped around him, and walked towards the elevator.