Chapter 1646

All the caution is because she is willing to admit that Ji Ziming is the most important thing in Peige's heart. She even uses his favorite perfume, and even her clothes are his favorite style and brand.

She set off Ji Ziming's position in her heart with her smallest move.

Looking at Pei GE's suddenly red cheeks, Ji Ziming's lips aroused a funny smile. His white fingers stretched out close to Pei GE's cheeks, and his voice suddenly took a trace of warmth, "Ge Ge Ge, you're saying you love me, right?"

Pei Ge was raised by Ji Ziming's fingers. His eyes looked down at Ji Ziming's handsome facial features. The lines on his face were cold and hard. He whispered, "as long as you like it."

"Well, I like it. Of course I do. No matter what perfume you use or what brand of clothes you wear, I jiziming always think you are the most beautiful woman in the world. You should believe that no one in the world is more beautiful than you. Even if there is one, it has nothing to do with my jiziming. You are the only woman I jiziming can have."

Pei Ge nodded and stretched out his hand to open Ji Ziming's arm. "I see. Look at the copy. The hotel called and said that everything had been handled, waiting for us to go and the guests tonight."

Pei Ge pushed all the documents in his hand into Ji Ziming's hand, got up from the sofa, went to the tea room next to him and made himself a cup of rose tea. The wonderful fragrance of flowers slowly overflowed in the tea room.

"Greg, what are you drinking?"

Looking at a lot of copywriting, Ji Ziming only felt a little helpless in his forehead. When did he have to look at documents and materials like this.

"Rose tea, would you like it?"

Peige came out with a cup of tea. The source of the fragrance of flowers suddenly overflowed in the office. Ji Ziming sat on the sofa, and his taste buds were intrigued by the fragrance of flowers.

"Come here and give me a try."

Ji Ziming waved and motioned Pei Ge to come to him. Unexpectedly, Pei Ge just stood by, looked at Ji Ziming's indifferent face sitting on the sofa and replied, "no, this flower tea is for myself. If you want to drink, I'll make you another cup."

Pei Ge knew the secret in the flower tea, but Ji Ziming, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't know it at all. Looking at Pei GE's unwillingness to bring the cup of flower tea, his voice suddenly became indifferent, and there was indeed tenderness in it.

"Come here. I want to drink a cup of flower tea. Can't I drink it?"

Ji Ziming's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and there was an imperceptible danger message in Pei GE's eyes, "Ge Ge, are you sure you don't pour me a cup of flower tea?"

"OK, OK, I'll pour you a cup of scented tea. Don't worry, wait for me."

Peige put down the flower tea in his hand, took a bag of flower tea from his desk drawer and put it in Ji Ziming's cup. Then he went to the nearby tea room to make another cup of flower tea for Ji Ziming while waiting for the boiling water to boil. Ji Ziming had put down his papers and went to Peige's desk. He reached out and sent the flower tea on the table to his lips. The sour and sweet smell ran between his teeth.

When Pei Ge came out, Ji Ziming had already sat on the sofa, holding the documents, as if nothing had happened.

"Here comes your flower tea."

Pei Ge doesn't feel that Ji Ziming's posture is slightly different from that just now. She just wants to send the flower tea to Ji Ziming's hand. This man is not as good as he looks.

"Oh? Is this flower tea the same as your last cup?"

Ji Ziming asked aloud. Looking at the cup of flower tea in Peige's hand, it was completely different from the one he had just drunk.

"Of course it's the same. You can have a try. This is what you want to drink. If you don't like it, don't vomit."

Peggy raised his eyebrows and responded mischievously.

"OK, I'll have a drink and see what kind of good tea our president's wife made for the president."

Ji Ziming put down the documents in his hand and took the cup of scented tea in Peige's hand. The temperature was appropriate and the entrance was just right, but the acidity and sweetness were many times that of Peige's cup of scented tea. Ji Ziming forced himself to take a small sip, but pretended to take a big one.

"It tastes good. I can see that your technology is also very good."

Ji Ziming looked up at Peige's small face. His face was full of surprise and wrote his distrust of Ji Ziming.

"Are you sure?"

Peige didn't want to believe it. She obviously added a lot of white vinegar and sugar. How could she not feel it? She couldn't stand the taste of white vinegar.

"I'm sure. Why don't you try it yourself?"

Ji Ziming narrowed his eyes and watched Peige step by step into the trap he had set.

"I won't try. Since you like it, drink it all."

Pei Ge looked at the teacup in Ji Ziming's hand and shook her head. She knew clearly what dark food was in the teacup. If Ji Ziming hadn't just been so close to Qu jingwan, she wouldn't have wasted a bag of scented tea.

"Really not?"

Ji Ziming raised the teacup to another height and wanted to win Peige's trust, but Peige took a look and had to turn around and leave and walk to his desk.

Ji Ziming quickly took a big mouthful of flower tea. With a big hand, he put Peggy in his arms. His lips were four in one. All the flower tea in his lips went into Peggy's tongue. Peggy struggled at once, but had to swallow it.

A bitter gourd face appeared in front of Ji Ziming.

"Ah... It's hard to drink."

Pei Ge never knew that the flower tea he made was so hard to drink. What's more, Ji Ziming just said it was good. This is what Ji Ziming said. This is the flower tea that Pei Ge made by himself. The strange taste makes Pei Ge a little doubt that he was born.

"Ji Ziming, you lied to me!"

Pei Ge scolded in a low voice. Seeing the evil smile on Ji Ziming's lips, he stretched out his fist to fight, but Ji Ziming rubbed it in his arms. "This is what you brought me to drink. Even if it's a cup of poison, I'll drink it. Because you gave it to me, I'll accept it, good or bad."

Ji Ziming's voice came from above Peige, with a little strange smell, listening to Peige's heart warm.

"Zi Ming, stop talking."

Pei GE's nose was pointed. His beautiful eyes were looking at Ji Ziming with I moist tears. The joy on his face was completely gone. Instead, he was gentle and in love with Ji Ziming.

She doesn't know.