Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

In the dim light, the man bent slightly, the woman gently tipped her toes, the noses of the two men rubbed their noses, and their red lips clung tightly together. Ink painting is general.

Of course, if there is no group of dumbfounded men with dumb faces around them, the picture will probably be more pleasing to the eye.

"Hmm ~!"

Peig blinked, looking at the handsome face in front of him, and couldn't help but stretched out his tongue and licked the man's lips.

At this time, Ji Ziming, who was suddenly dragged down by Peig, felt the smooth touch on his lips, and then he recovered from the consternation.

"Sweet ~"

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

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

And when he looked at Peige's red face like a peach-like face, and looked at him with confusion and concentration, letting originally want to push her hand away, it stopped so strangely.

This woman seems familiar.

"How much, how much money, I will cover you all night ~"

Peig blinked his eyes and used his hands and feet to entangle Ji Ziming and said drunkly.

Seeing the woman's movements, Ji Ziming's beautiful brows deepened.

"Let go."

Ji Ziming looked coldly at Peggy, who pressed his cheek tightly to his chest, rubbing twice from time to time, and said coldly.

"Don't let it go ~ you are mine, I have packed you tonight ~"

With that said, Peggy held Ji Ziming's waist hand tighter.

Is he hers?

Wrap him?

Ji Ziming lowered his head and looked at his face with a smirk. He leaned on his chest. A pair of well-behaved Peige raised her eyebrows slightly. .

He, who has always hated women for touching themselves, unexpectedly, had no feeling of disgust at the woman who was wrapped around him.

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

Has never been close to female sex, is the most disgusted to throw his arms around him Ji Ji, did not even push away this drunk woman today?

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

The foreman who came back to God was all cold sweat on his forehead.

He now hates this inexplicable to come to the male public relations, and has not long-eyed to pick Peggy who went to Ji.

"This guest, please let go!"

The foreman approached Peig and said politely.

But who knows, the drunk Pegley ignored this person, but rubbed Ji Ziming's chest again, continued to smirk, and seemed to be muttering something in his mouth.

Looking at Pei Ge's picture, Ji Ziming couldn't help but feel a little funny.

As the headmaster who was neglected, he felt very angry and even more distraught in his heart. In case this season is always angry because of this woman, can he still be guaranteed this job?

Thinking about this, he no longer pegs Peg loose with words, but directly moves his hand and pulls Peg.

"Halo ... uncomfortable ..."

Peggy was vigorously tossed by this, and only felt that there was a feeling in his stomach.

Ji Ziming looked at the two people who were pulling in front of him, especially when he saw that he was being pulled like this, and he didn't let go of his Peggy at all. He had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

The foreman saw Ji Ziming's brows slightly, only to feel that Ji Ziming was more impatient, and the strength in his hands became stronger. He just wanted to pull the drunk woman away.

"Don't, don't pull, feel uncomfortable ..."

Peggy's head was tightly resting on Ji Ziming's chest, murmuring uncomfortably.

Looking at the uncomfortable look on Peig's face, Ji Ziming's brows deepened even more, just when he just wanted to talk and let the foreman stop—

"Oh ~!"

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

"..."

The onlookers and the foreman pulling Pei Ge were shocked. The boss with open mouth looked at Pei Ge and Ji Ziming.

At this time, Ji Ziming felt the warm wetness on his chest, and the beautiful and impeccable face was full of dark gloom.

It was as if the storm was coming, and it was frightening.

"Oh ~!"

It seemed that there was not enough vomiting, and there was another retching sound.

Ji Ziming's complexion became even more gloomy.

Even the slightest ripples on the woman who was drunk in her arms disappeared completely, leaving only a disgusted look on her face.

No longer waiting for Peuge's foreman to do it now, Ji Ziming wanted to get rid of Peig, who was tightly attached to him.

However, he soon understood why the foreman clearly seemed to be working hard, but there was no reason to pull Peig away.

because……

This woman really hugged him tightly.

No matter how hard he tried, the woman held him tightly.

"Ji, President Ji, you, what do you do now?"

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

Listening to the man, Ji Ziming stared at him sharply, and said angrily in his tone: "Go!"

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

The foreman listened to Ji Ziming's words, his eyes flashed with joy.

Soon, he took his male public relations, all disappeared in front of Ji Ziming.

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

Peggy still smirked, like a koala leaning on his arms.

He frowned coldly.

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

Peggy seemed to feel that someone was staring at himself, and murmured softly.

Ji Ziming listened to the woman's words in her arms, pursed her lips, and took out her mobile phone.

"Hey! Zi Ming, where did you go? This wine is only half-drinked. How can you answer the phone for so long?"

As soon as the phone was dialed, I saw Mu Heng's shouting on the phone.

"..."

Ji Ziming listened to Mu Heng's shouting, even in a noisy and noisy environment like a bar on the first floor, he could hear it very clearly, even with a loud voice.

"The girls are waiting for you ..."

Mu Heng's ridiculous words hadn't been finished yet, and he realized that there was something wrong with Ji Ziming.

"Huh? Why are you so noisy there? Are you on the bar on the ground floor?" Mu Heng exclaimed in surprise.

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

"Huh? Room? Clothes?"

Mu Heng listened to Ji Ziming and was very puzzled.

"Ji Ziming! You, you ..."

Before Mu Heng's words were finished, he heard a bang from the phone.

"Wow! Ji Ziming! You finally got it! You wait, I will send you the room number immediately!"

With that said, Mu Heng quickly hung up the phone, as if afraid of delaying Ji Ziming's good deeds.

Soon, Ji Ziming received a text message on his mobile phone.

Looking at the room number on the text message, Ji Ziming was still drunk and wrapped around Peggy tightly, hugged him sideways, and walked towards the elevator.