Play coquettish with Joe
Chapter 6501 The setting sun is like yesterday
Chapter 6501 The setting sun is like yesterday (6)
A bright moon hangs in the sky outside the bar, the moonlight is hazy, and the bright moonlight shines on the ground through the intertwined branches and leaves.
In the early winter night, the north wind howled and was very cold.
Alone outside, Qiao Muyuan felt homesick...
Thinking so hard, she cried in the bar.
Places like bars are full of strange people, so no one cared about Qiao Muyuan. She lay on her small table alone, crying like pear blossoms and rain.
I miss my father, my mother, my brother, and the brother who doesn't miss her...
Qiao Muyuan's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were drunk, and he lay on the table in a daze, talking nonsense.
A little sleepy and don't want to sleep.
She wants to go home now, very much.
But she couldn't go back.
At some point, a tall figure came to the table. The man was slender, with a huge sense of oppression, his brows were tightly frowned, and a pair of deep eyes looked at Qiao Muyuan who was lying on the table.
He was still wearing his day clothes.
Walking up to Qiao Muyuan, he pulled her out of the sofa almost effortlessly. Seeing the messy and messy tables, Ji Changmu frowned even deeper.
"When did you learn to drink?" Ji Changmu asked immediately.
His deep and cold voice rang in his ears, and Qiao Muyuan thought he had heard wrong, so he tried to open his eyes.
Ji Changmu was very close to her, and when she opened her eyes, she saw his enlarged face.
She scratched her hair: "I want to go home."
"Let me ask you, when did you learn to drink? Does your family know? Do you want me to take a photo now and pass it on to them?"
"My family doesn't care about me, why do you care about me! Go away! I hate you!" Qiao Muyuan shook his head, trying to shake him off.
But, can't get rid of it.
Ji Changmu grabbed her by the collar and dragged her out.
He settled the bill for Qiao Muyuan, and took her to his car without saying a word.
"Help...help me..." Qiao Muyuan shouted to the bar owner.
"Shut up." Ji Changmu glared at her.
He took Qiao Muyuan into his car and threw him directly in the passenger seat!
The car was very warm, but Qiao Muyuan seemed to have drunk too much, and immediately slumped down on the soft sofa cushion of the co-pilot, finding a comfortable position.
The hypnotic scent of lavender in the air, as well as the bursts of heating, made her drowsy.
But the drunk Qiao Muyuan was restless, murmuring words like a little nun chanting scriptures: "I want to go home... I want to eat the vegetables at home, I want to see the flowers at home... The persimmons at home are ripe, and I haven't eaten them this year …I used to climb trees to pick persimmons every year, but once I fell from the tree, it didn’t hurt, but I fell on the rotten persimmons, like a cat…it’s fun…”
Ji Changmu found a towel from the trunk, poured mineral water on it, and got in the car.
He couldn't hear her very clearly, so he just wiped her face with a towel and wiped it clean.
"Qiao Muyuan, do you know who I am?" Ji Changmu reached out and grabbed her soft and fair chin, forcing her to look at him.
The soft, warm-toned light hit the little girl's face, which made her already fair and flawless face look softer and more delicate, sweet, like a very attractive camellia.
Qiao Muyuan barely opened his eyes a crack, looking carefully at the magnified person in front of him, with Ji Changmu's face in his pupils.
"Ji, Chang, Mu." She called him by his name and giggled.
(End of this chapter)
A bright moon hangs in the sky outside the bar, the moonlight is hazy, and the bright moonlight shines on the ground through the intertwined branches and leaves.
In the early winter night, the north wind howled and was very cold.
Alone outside, Qiao Muyuan felt homesick...
Thinking so hard, she cried in the bar.
Places like bars are full of strange people, so no one cared about Qiao Muyuan. She lay on her small table alone, crying like pear blossoms and rain.
I miss my father, my mother, my brother, and the brother who doesn't miss her...
Qiao Muyuan's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were drunk, and he lay on the table in a daze, talking nonsense.
A little sleepy and don't want to sleep.
She wants to go home now, very much.
But she couldn't go back.
At some point, a tall figure came to the table. The man was slender, with a huge sense of oppression, his brows were tightly frowned, and a pair of deep eyes looked at Qiao Muyuan who was lying on the table.
He was still wearing his day clothes.
Walking up to Qiao Muyuan, he pulled her out of the sofa almost effortlessly. Seeing the messy and messy tables, Ji Changmu frowned even deeper.
"When did you learn to drink?" Ji Changmu asked immediately.
His deep and cold voice rang in his ears, and Qiao Muyuan thought he had heard wrong, so he tried to open his eyes.
Ji Changmu was very close to her, and when she opened her eyes, she saw his enlarged face.
She scratched her hair: "I want to go home."
"Let me ask you, when did you learn to drink? Does your family know? Do you want me to take a photo now and pass it on to them?"
"My family doesn't care about me, why do you care about me! Go away! I hate you!" Qiao Muyuan shook his head, trying to shake him off.
But, can't get rid of it.
Ji Changmu grabbed her by the collar and dragged her out.
He settled the bill for Qiao Muyuan, and took her to his car without saying a word.
"Help...help me..." Qiao Muyuan shouted to the bar owner.
"Shut up." Ji Changmu glared at her.
He took Qiao Muyuan into his car and threw him directly in the passenger seat!
The car was very warm, but Qiao Muyuan seemed to have drunk too much, and immediately slumped down on the soft sofa cushion of the co-pilot, finding a comfortable position.
The hypnotic scent of lavender in the air, as well as the bursts of heating, made her drowsy.
But the drunk Qiao Muyuan was restless, murmuring words like a little nun chanting scriptures: "I want to go home... I want to eat the vegetables at home, I want to see the flowers at home... The persimmons at home are ripe, and I haven't eaten them this year …I used to climb trees to pick persimmons every year, but once I fell from the tree, it didn’t hurt, but I fell on the rotten persimmons, like a cat…it’s fun…”
Ji Changmu found a towel from the trunk, poured mineral water on it, and got in the car.
He couldn't hear her very clearly, so he just wiped her face with a towel and wiped it clean.
"Qiao Muyuan, do you know who I am?" Ji Changmu reached out and grabbed her soft and fair chin, forcing her to look at him.
The soft, warm-toned light hit the little girl's face, which made her already fair and flawless face look softer and more delicate, sweet, like a very attractive camellia.
Qiao Muyuan barely opened his eyes a crack, looking carefully at the magnified person in front of him, with Ji Changmu's face in his pupils.
"Ji, Chang, Mu." She called him by his name and giggled.
(End of this chapter)
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