Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Chapter 1439: Banquet living room

Qu Jingwan got on the elevator and Xu Weitian walked by her side and introduced, "This is the president's exclusive presidential suite, and on the other side are the rooms of the young master and the young lady."

"Where is Peggy's room?"

"This ... we have not received the order from the president."

"That is to say, Peggy and the president live in a room?"

"It seems that this is indeed the case."

"Okay, where is my room?"

"Just in front." Xu Weitian pointed to the room in front.

The large room is European style, with a few pots of green dill on the balcony with bright windows, and the fresh appearance makes Qu Jingwan temporarily forget. Beige curtains are painted with clouds and sunflowers, and there is a picture on the bed. Qu Jingwan recognizes that this is a 20 million US dollars oil painting taken by Ji Ziming at the French auction, which was actually hung here by him. . It seems that these rooms are not free for people with money.

"Miss Qu, the room has been brought to you, then I will go down first." Xu Weitian stood at the door and did not come in.

"Okay. Let's go down." Qu Jingwan sat on the bed and jumped a few times. The flexibility and comfort were in line with her heart.

Suddenly remembered what Qu Qingyu said to her.

"Where are you, you are at Ji's house, it is our boss's house in the whole city!"

She is now at Ji's house, but the man who can make the whole city tremble doesn't like her, even a friendly look has never given her.

Qu Jingwan fell on the bed, and suddenly felt very tired. When her cousin missed it, when could she think about her.

"Ding Ding-" The doorbell sounded interrupting Qu Jingwan's thoughts.

"Manager Xu, do you still have ..." Qu Jingwan just opened the door and was about to count Xu Weitian, but found that the person was not Xu Weitian, but a waiter in a white shirt and black vest.

"Ms. Qu, this is what Mrs. Qu asked me to give you, you, take it away." The waiter lowered his head and his voice was gentle and gentle.

"Oh, okay, thank you." Qu Jingwan froze for a moment, and picked up the thing in the waiter's hand at random, said thank you, the waiter turned away, disappeared in the elevator door.

A box, wrapped in black gauze, the size of the palm, but it looks very mysterious.

"What is this?" Qu Jingwan opened the black gauze and entered the eyes with a purple brocade, with a flower pattern engraved on it, the shape is very delicate, which Qu Jingwan has not seen.

After opening, there were two small glass bottles lying quietly in the pink groove.

The sound of the mobile phone bell on the bed sounded, and Qu Jingwan took it for a look. It was Grandma's phone.

"Hey, grandma."

"Have you received anything?" Mrs. Qu's voice was deep and solemn from the microphone.

"Received, but I still know what use these things have."

"One paste, one water."

"Well, yes. What is this grandma?"

"You don't need to know what things are, you just need to remember how they are used."

"it is good."

"I said, listen carefully."

"Well, understand, grandma, please."

……

After arranging An An and Ran Ran, Pei Ge walked back to Ji Ziming's room to take a shower, wearing a white bathrobe, and long wavy hair, and his waist was just waistless.

Pei Ge rubbed her waist. These days she was busy with Xiao Ji late. She hadn't slept well for a long time. Just now Ji Ziming was not in the room, she could sleep well.

Peig just lay down for less than ten minutes and was awakened by Ji Ziming's knock on the door.

"What's the matter with you?"

Pegg asked with dissatisfaction, nothing was as big as what she was sleeping.

"I take things."

"Why are your things with me?"

The Presidential Suite has two single suites. The two rooms have different styles, one is European style, the other is Mediterranean style, and Peig lived in Mediterranean style.

"I put it in your bag."

Looked at the sleepy Peige, and the breath from her, Ji Ziming's throat knot rolled a few times, and his eyes circulated in front of Peige slightly.

"Then you come in and find it." Pei Ge opened the door, let Ji Ziming walk in, and continued to crawl into the bed.

Simmons on the bed was very soft and comfortable. If Ji Ziming didn't disturb her, she would have a good night's sleep and woke up to be an energetic Peggy.

"Grid."

"Ok?"

"Are you asleep?"

"Ok."

Pei was sleepy and confused, and did not realize that Ji Ziming had walked to her heels lightly, lying on the edge of her bed, quietly watching her fall asleep, her butterfly-like eyelashes light Glittering, her pink face showed her better face.

"Grid?"

Peig didn't make a sound, and he had fallen asleep until he woke up in the evening.

The scenery of the afterglow outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is really rare. Pei walked out without wearing slippers, leaning on the railing and looking at the distant scenery. At this time, all the troubles were gone at this moment. Peggy closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the sweetness in this evening.

The door was pushed open, and the person who came was Zhao Lei, the female manager.

"Madam, this is the party dress that the president has chosen for you." Zhao Lei stood at the door with respect and respect.

"Okay, put it on the table. What about the president?"

"The president is waiting for you at the banquet on the seventh floor."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome, Madam, I'll go down first."

"Ok."

Peig turned around and looked at the black high-waisted dress on the table, where she seemed to have seen it. In the last week's Chanel fashion magazine, the cover of the skirt worn by the female model.

At that time, Ji Ziming also asked her if the skirt looked good, and she replied casually. It turned out that he had kept in mind that he was ready for her.

Peige was so sweet that he put on his dress and took the elevator to the seventh floor.

In the living room on the seventh floor banquet, the lanterns are bright, and the people who come are either rich or expensive. Those ladies and ladies are wonderful and moving. They all want to take a look at Ji Ziming's beautiful appearance.

The waiter brought a glass of champagne, Pei was glad to take it, looking for Ji Ziming's figure in the crowd.

"I'm here."

Very familiar voice came from behind.

Peig looked back, Ji Ziming was wearing a GiorgioArmani hand-made suit, and the beautiful facial features were as if they had been sculpted. The deep eyes and Peig looked at each other, "True beauty."

Peig smiled, "Are you boasting this dress, or boasting me?"

"You know." Ji Ziming raised his lips, bent his right hand, and gestured for Peig to raise his arm to enter the venue.

"Okay, I know." Peig pulled up familiarly and walked into the crowd.

Qu Jingwan wore a **** open-back low-cut skirt and walked towards Ji Ziming, attracting many men's eyes along the way. The smile on the corner of her lips is even more indifferent.

"Zi Ming, shouldn't you hold me together?" Qu Jing Wanpi smiled and smiled, the sound was not too big or small, but it just happened to be heard by everyone around.

"Who is this, isn't it Miss Ms. Qu, the fiancee of the legendary president?"

"Why haven't I heard that Miss Naqu is a fiancee, who is that woman next to the president?"

"It looks familiar."

……

The voices of the people next to him were not too small, they just happened to enter the ears of Ji Ziming and Pei Ge.

"Zi Ming, for the sake of the overall situation, you are better together with Qu Jingwan."

"No, you are my wife."

"I'm fine, rest assured."

"Pegg, aren't you so good?"

Qu Jingwan smiled at Pei Ge, the crystal lights in the hall, the endless stream of guests gathered more and more to the voices of these three people.

Pei Ge took the lead to release Ji Ziming's hand and pushed him forward slightly, just face to face with Qu Jingwan. Qu Jingwan quickly grabbed Ji Ziming's hand and smiled softly at Pei Ge.

Peg walked out of the crowd and went to the table to see the food on the table had appetite.

"Qu Jingwan, what the **** are you doing?" Ji Ziming asked coldly in front of Qu Jingwan.

"Zi Ming, what purpose can I have for you? For so long, you have been indifferent to me. Do you know my heart hurts? It hurts here." Qu Jingwan took Ji Ziming's hand and put it At his chest, he pretended to be a pitiful one, and said, "I'm much worse than that Peggy. I have all of her. Do you want me to have a baby for you?"

Ji Ziming suddenly asked Qu Jingwan a strange scent on his body, and the scent entered his nose like an air raging in his chest.