Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

“Hello, Miss Qiao? Everything has gone according to plans.”

“Alright, I understand. Thank you, Sister Yun.”

After hanging up, Qiao Jingyun’s eyes shone so brightly that they looked frightening.

She looked at her phone with such focus it seemed as if she were regarding a treasure.

“Ha ha ha!”

As she stood there with her head lowered like a statue, she suddenly started laughing boisterously.

Her maniacal laughter sounded smug, elated, excited, and… barely perceptible sorrow.

“Come and have a glass of water first.”

Seeing that his face was totally red and hot, she fed him some ice water and then asked worriedly, “Ziming, are you alright? Why is your face so hot? Your body temperature seems to be running high…”

The man frowned when he heard this.

There truly seemed to be something wrong with his body…

“I think you can’t continue like this! I’ll go call your family doctor now!” After saying this, she did not care about his reaction and quickly got up from the bedside chair.

“Mhm.” He did not stop her because he could also feel that something was wrong with his body.

Hence, he lightly nodded and assented.

“Wait here a little for me, then. I’ll be back soon!”

After saying this, she left the guest room with a frantic look.

The man was, thus, left in this huge guest room by himself.

When she left the room, he found the heat and dryness in his body to have amplified.

“Haa… haa… haa!”

He closed his eyes and lay in the bed; his breathing soon grew labored as he became even more uncomfortable.

This feeling was like a fish out of water; his breathing was so ragged that he seemed to be on the verge of suffocating.

Soon, he started to lose his consciousness.

His mind, which had just become slightly clearer, slowly became fuzzy…

Qiao Jingyun did not actually leave and was just standing at the door. Through the crack, she peeked into the room.

When his breathing became more labored, the smile on her lips grew wider.

Worried that his mind would still be a little clearer, she waited patiently at the door some more.

After a long time, when the man’s breathing got heavy enough and even started panting in his arousal, she could not bear to stand there anymore.

“Ziming, how are you feeling? I went out and met Sister Yun along the way. I had her call a doctor and came back here as I’m worried for you to be by yourself.”

Ji Ziming, who had already lost his rationality just now, immediately woke up again when he heard her voice.

At this moment, how could he still not realize that he had fallen into someone’s trap?

“Don’t come in! Get out!” Exerting all his strength, he weakly shouted this out.

His harsh words did not discourage the woman, though.

As though she did not hear him, she pushed open the door and entered the room.

“Ziming, what’s wrong? You—”

However, perhaps due to his thoughts being clouded by his desire or due to this woman not continuing to speak, he could not hear her response from the bed.

Still, before long, the door opened again.