Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge. The cold in his deep eyes was still not melted in the sun. Pei Ge just looked at it like this, and the cold in his heart deepened further.

"How's it going? President Ji, you might as well ask those who write the news to stop all the news."

"Why stop? Are they wrong? Or am I not doing well enough? Or am I not doing as well as those written in the media?"

Ji Ziming came to Peige step by step and forced him directly onto the wall. He supported Peige on the wall with one hand and lifted Peige's chin with the other. Peige's small figure was full of deep eyes.

"No, no, how can I mean that? I mean, President Ji, you have boundless power to let these media report all night. The microblog trumpet before me should also be granted by you. Otherwise, who dares to talk about me and you everywhere in the capital?"

Pei Ge didn't have the slightest fear in his eyes, but looked at Ji Ziming's eyes with a bit of confidence.

"Do you know what I like most about you?"

Pei Ge didn't understand and shook his head. Maybe the truth of the matter is that Ji Ziming doesn't like what she likes. Maybe another truth of the matter is that everything he likes has nothing to do with her.

"I like your intelligence best. If a woman is smart, she will naturally know what to say to express what kind of meaning. No, more accurately, if the woman is smart enough, she already knows what consciousness she should have without talking. Do you think so, my dear president's wife?"

Ji Ziming's work of supporting the wall has not changed, but looking at Peige's eyes, it seems that he has lived in the warmth and warmth of the sun.

"I see. I'm not the one you're talking about."

Sure enough, the one Ji Ziming said he liked had nothing to do with Peige. Peige never thought how beautiful and smart she was. She just felt that everything she got today was the result of her own efforts, and this result had nothing to do with others.

"How do you know I'm not talking about you? I'm not talking about you now. Is it someone else?"

Pei Shili said with more and more hesitation, "is it Pei Shili's chin that hurts more and more?"

"You tell the truth? That doesn't include seeing yourself."

Ji Ziming snorted coldly, and the light in his eyes became colder and colder, staring at Peige's eyes with more warmth.

"What's the matter with me? President Ji, you're so funny. Don't you let me belittle my qualifications? Or do you think that's what you think of me? Do you think I'm such a person, right?"

Pei Ge raised his head and looked at Ji Ziming's deep eyes, which were as bright as stars. Looking at Ji Ziming, what appeared in her eyes was that cold and rebellious face.

"What do you say?"

The strength of Ji Ziming's hand is getting stronger and stronger, and the ferocity in Ji Ziming's eyes is gradually revealed.

"Hiss... You hurt me."

Pei Ge turned his head and knocked off Ji Ziming's hand. The ferocity in his eyes directly pointed to Shang Ji Ziming's eyes. He had a hard attitude and didn't let people easily provoke him. "President Ji, I'm very clear. If you really want to say I'm bullied, you're really wrong."

"Madam President, how dare I say you are a bully? Think about it. I haven't said you're bad since we started. You're talking to yourself here alone."

Ji Ziming looked at Peige with a trace of grievance in his eyes. His eyes became more and more blurred.

"Well, you should say that about me. You're finished. I want to..."

Before Pei Ge finished, Ji Ziming held his hand, and the voice on his head became severe.

"Why? Now I'm beginning to think that I'm not your president this season?"

Ji Ziming snorted coldly, looked into Pei GE's eyes and continued, "Ge Ge, do you want to have a rest? You're so tired today."

"I don't want to. I still have business to do."

Peige shook his head, broke away from Ji Ziming's arms, looked out of the window and said, "I don't know how Xiaoyu and blossoms are doing abroad now."

"Don't you live very well? She won't have any accidents around Mr. Li. You have to believe that Tang Xiaoyu will never be any worse than you were."

Ji Ziming stepped forward and hugged Peige's thin waist. A beam of sunshine fell on Peige's shoulder. Ji Ziming was distracted and continued, "but in my heart, you are the best woman and the smartest woman in the world, because you are my woman. Right?"

The thin mist gently outlined a trace of pink in Peige's ear. Peige's eyes didn't dare to see more, for fear that what he saw was another beauty.

"Yes, of course, I'm the best, most beautiful and smartest woman in your eyes, because in your eyes, there's only me Peige and no one else, isn't there?"

"Yes."

Ji Ziming nodded and didn't speak any more. The two snuggled up to each other and stood by the French window with a trace of relaxation in their voice, "Ge Ge, what do you think we will look like when we get old?"

"I don't know, but I think we should still be together on that day."

Pei Gewei closed his eyes, and the deep feeling in his eyes was showing bit by bit.

"Is that so?"

Ji Ziming opened his eyes. Pei GE's figure was all in his deep eyes. This little woman had planted an inextricable spell on his heart. Only in this way could she be his own, and no one else would come to share with him.

"If not, what do you want?"

Pei Ge turned around, looked at Ji Ziming and continued, "you just think too much. Otherwise, how could I..."

Without waiting for Pei Ge to finish, Ji Ziming kissed up, leaving the woman in front of him without even a trace of strength. This woman is so talkative and fearless.

"But I'm not afraid. You're my woman. I'm not afraid of you. What else are you afraid of?"

When Pei Ge was short of breath, Ji Ziming loosened Pei GE's lips, looked at her eyes and continued, "I'm only afraid you'll leave me. I just want you to be by my side forever, forever, forever."