Chapter 1687

The ninth master knew that he couldn't stay in this place any longer. He had to choose to leave this place by himself. But before he reached the door, he was stopped by Ji Ziming's bodyguards.

"What? President Ji, don't you want me to go?"

The master's voice was a little stiff.

"How could I not let the ninth master go? I just want to tell the ninth master a word. In the future, we should see clearly before we start, otherwise, I won't be so kind to let you go back in the future."

"Well, I'll have a word with you, too."

The ninth master turned around, looked at Ji Ziming and said, "young man, it's better to learn to hide some."

"Is it hiding like you? As long as it's what I want, why should I hide it? Besides, only those with evil intentions should choose to hide what they want. I do things openly and aboveboard and don't need to hide anything."

Ji Ziming laughed loudly, looked at the ninth master in front of him and continued, "Ninth master, what do you say?"

"Well, well, since President Ji is so bold, I'm afraid I have nothing to say."

The ninth master smiled coldly, gave Ji Ziming a meaningful look, and walked back to the gate. The bodyguard at the gate looked at Ji Ziming, opened the gate and let the ninth master go out.

Hearing the sound of the ninth master's car starting, the captain of the bodyguard standing next to Ji Ziming said, "president, this man, do you want us to send someone to follow him?"

"No, this is an old fox. You can't deal with him."

Ji Ziming looked at the direction where the ninth master left. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of indifference in his sight was slowly pouring up.

"Such a person must have a story behind him, or a legendary story."

"President, really don't send someone to follow?"

The captain of the bodyguard was a little worried and confirmed it again.

"No, you go and do your business. Pay attention to the safety of those who go out."

Ji Ziming turned around, no longer looking at the direction where the ninth master left, and continued to say to the captain of the bodyguard, "protecting my mother-in-law is your biggest task now."

"Yes, president."

The captain of the bodyguard nodded and realized his priorities. Then he walked past Ji Ziming.

Ji Ziming went up the stairs and stared at the door of Peige's room with deep eyes. As soon as the door opened, Peige lay in a thin quilt and was sleeping safely.

"Have you just had breakfast and are you going to bed?"

Ji Ziming smiled in his voice. Looking at Peige sleeping in bed, he continued, "little pig, get up and bask in the sun."

"I can't afford it. Shouldn't you know very well? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have lost such a big man today!"

They also let her get up, want her to go out, and even want to pull her to continue to do that kind of thing. Only when they are crazy will they continue to do it.

"What's the matter? Are you still angry with me?"

Ji Ziming's voice suddenly became soft. He half knelt beside Peige's bed and pinched the quilt corner for her. His voice spoiled him and said, "if you can't remember, you can't get up. If you want to eat something, I can take it. As long as you want to do it, I promise. How about it?"

Ji Ziming put down his figure and looked at Pei Ge in the quilt. His heart was soft.

He didn't even remember how many times he had done it safely in the drawer last night, so he didn't even remember how many times he had done it himself.

"Ji Ziming, I blame you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be like this!"

Pei Ge shrunk into the quilt, looked at Ji Ziming with hate in his eyes, and continued, "if it weren't for you, the doctor wouldn't have come today."

"You're worried that the doctor will take your affairs out and talk about it, aren't you?"

Ji Ziming's eyebrows were light, and the little man's discomfort was here.

"Otherwise, what do you think I'll think? I said I'll get better by myself. You just don't believe me."

Pei Ge whitened Ji Ziming's eyes. The blush on his beautiful little face hasn't all faded, because the emotion just came out again.

"But looking at you, I feel worse than you."

Ji Ziming lies in Pei GE's voice, his forehead against Pei GE's forehead, and suddenly appeases Pei Ge who has just been furious.

"You..."

Peige was a little surprised and couldn't speak. He just let Ji Ziming hold her all the time.

"What's the matter with me? I'm sorry, Greg. I've made you suffer. I promise I won't do this in the future."

Ji Ziming's voice was slightly hot, and his Adam's apple rolled slowly. "Ge Ge, forgive me this time, okay?"

"OK."

Pei Ge doesn't know how she said she was forgiven when Ji Ziming asked her to forgive. She just remembers that in Ji Ziming's world, there is no word to ask for someone at all.

He, who has always been high above, was willing to be happy for Peige and didn't hesitate to lose his face to win her forgiveness. Peige's heart was slowly melting. She was not a hard hearted person.

"I don't blame you. I can only blame you for being too strong. I can't stand it for the time being."

Pei Ge stretched out his lotus root arm and put his arm around Ji Ziming's waist. He felt Ji Ziming's abdominal muscle across his white silk shirt. It was hard and felt very good.

"You've been working hard recently. This abdominal muscle seems to be a little bigger than what I saw last time."

"Of course, how else could I have been so effortless last night?"

Ji Ziming laughed and looked at Pei GE's bright eyes. Her small figure turned out to be a small sesame like size, while she had tens of millions of sesame sized positions in her heart.

"Greg, I want to tell you something."

Ji Ziming's voice suddenly calmed down, as if the next thing was a serious matter that couldn't be more serious.

"What's the matter?"

Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming's serious face and suddenly felt nervous.

"What are you going to say? Why not?"

Peige waited earnestly, but did not wait for Ji Ziming's answer.

"I want to tell you that I want to eat your braised fish today."

Pei GE's sweat face, several black lines on his forehead.

"For this?"

Peige asked with confirmation.

"Yes."

Ji Ziming is very calm. It seems that he is talking about a terrible thing, but he is unable to restrain himself.

"OK, no problem. I'll get up later and make you the dishes you want. As long as you want to eat, I'll make them. How about it?"