Ji Ziming placed the cup of tea in front of Pei Ge and said in a gentle and doting voice, "Ge Ge, I was wrong. Can you drink this tea first? This tea is good for your health. I specially made it for you this morning. Do you want to try it?"
"You cooked it?"
Pei Ge blinked her eyes suspiciously and asked, "Why am I so unwilling to believe it? Are the things you made drinkable?"
"Are you discriminating against my cooking?"
Ji Ziming's eyes darkened and his gaze on Pei Ge became even calmer.
"I don't dare to. It's just that I can't believe that CEO Ji would personally brew tea for me and treat my body well."
Pei Ge raised her eyebrows slightly as she looked at Ji Ziming but did not dare to voice her disbelief.
"Try it. If you take a sip and think it's okay, then continue drinking. If not, then spit it out."
It was rare for Ji Ziming to explain to Pei Ge in a good mood. The tea in his hand was still steaming.
