Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

As long as Ji Ziming looked into Pei Ge’s eyes, his eyes seemed to overflow with tears. The softest part of his heart was slowly warming up. There was actually such a feeling in this cold world.

It was like a flower or a dazzling star. It was like every ray of sunlight that accompanied him.

It was beside him, fine and warm, long and sweet.

The corners of Ji Ziming’s lips curled up into a satisfied smile. His reaction was as though he was satisfied with the woman in his arms after getting away with something bad. His clear voice and eyes were filled with a hint of charm, yet there was a hint of sunshine gentleness in them when he looked at Pei Ge.

“When we get back to our room, I’ll bring you to take a bath. Do you want a rose bath or…”

“I don’t want you to bathe me when we’re back in the room. I want to bathe myself.”

Pei Ge raised her head and saw Ji Ziming walking toward his room. He happened to pass by her room, so she immediately shouted, “Stop! I want to come down. My room is here. I want to go back to my room.”

“Why? Do you still want to go back to your room? Woman, now that you’re in my hands, shouldn’t you think simpler? What else do you want me to do? Isn’t it better to bring you to my room?”

Ji Ziming’s voice was charming and touching.

“Ji Ziming!”

Pei Ge’s angry roar sounded frightening.

“What? You can’t take it anymore? I’m by your side right now. Are you that impatient? Don’t be anxious, don’t be anxious. I’ll bring you to your room later. Silly girl, are you that anxious?”

Ji Ziming chuckled and his hands moved even more. As long as this woman did not jump out of his arms, it was fine. As long as Pei Ge was still lying in his embrace, he believed that she had done it on purpose.

This woman was deliberately seducing him on the day that Zhang Manhua and Earl Charles were getting married.

“You! Hurry up and let me down. It’ll be awkward if Dad and Mom see us, okay?”

Pei Ge turned around to see if there were any housekeepers, Father Ji, or Mother Ji running up the stairs behind Ji Ziming. It would be strange if she did not have wild thoughts when she saw them drenched.

“Don’t worry. At this time, everyone in the villa has gone to the front yard to set up the wedding venue. What are you afraid of? Am I not reliable?”

Ji Ziming said softly. Looking at Pei Ge in his arms, he wanted to laugh out loud but held back his laughter.

“Why did they go to the front hall? Did you call them over?”

Pei Ge’s eyes were filled with suspicion. In the afternoon, the family of five did not interact much with the people in the villa and merely spent a happy time in the pool in the backyard.

“Guess.”

Ji Ziming opened the door and carried Pei Ge into the room in a gentlemanly manner.

“I’m not guessing.”

Pei Ge’s voice and Ji Ziming’s closing of the door caused the darkness in the room to fluctuate due to the presence of people. This made Pei Ge even more nervous.

The huge room was decorated in a European style with a fireplace design on the right. The crystal chandelier hanging above her head shone like stars. Everything looked so fascinating, yet it also made Pei Ge fearful.

“Ji Ziming, do you think the two of us entering this place will be a little…”

“A little what? What do you want to say?”

He put her down and took out a brand new towel from the closet to dry her hair. His actions were gentle and light, yet his strength was just right.

“Nothing.”

The two of them stood under the only light in the room. Pei Ge lowered her head to look at the shadow by her feet and continued, “Ziming, do you think Mom’s wedding will be the grandest wedding in the capital? If it is, I’m really happy for Mom. If it is, I think Dad will be very happy too. If it is, I want to see Mom live happily for the rest of her life.”

“Of course not.”

Ji Ziming hesitated for a moment before continuing his actions. When he thought of the hurt that flashed past Pei Ge’s eyes, his heart could not help but ache. This woman was still like this, unwilling to place herself by her side and be the most indispensable person.

Despite having experienced so many things and being the bravest person by her side, Ji Ziming realized that he had not done anything.

He could do many things that men could not do, but he could not change the little obsession in the heart of the woman he loved. Because of this, Ji Ziming felt depressed for the first time.

“Of course, it’s not the biggest. The biggest wedding in the capital is with me and us, so Ge Ge, what are you afraid of? With me here, you naturally don’t have to worry or be afraid. You, little lass, don’t have so much to be afraid of.”

“But I—”

Her voice became softer. As he rubbed her head, her heart beat faster and faster. The thought of her true love in his hands made her feel even weaker.

“Silly girl, our wedding is the grandest. I promise you that as long as you want to get married one day, I’ll give you the grandest wedding. As long as you’re willing, I’ll stay here with you, okay? As long as you’re willing, no matter how long it takes, I’ll be willing to wait with you. As long as you’re willing, I can bring you to the wedding tomorrow, as long as you’re willing.”

Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge lovingly, but she did not look up and did not have the courage to meet his eyes.

She was still brooding over what had happened in the past. She was still fearful of her marriage, and she was still thinking about breaking through the barrier in her heart one day and being able to accept him again.

Weddings were necessary, but they had to be in their happiest moments and not be a timid girl in his arms. There was no lack of such gentleness in this world.

“Ziming, what if someday, I don’t walk out or accept you?”