Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6539 What do you look good (1)

The car drove to the door of the house, but Qiao Muyuan was still awake.

Ji Changmu thought, she really wasn't wary of him at all.

The little girl was sleeping soundly, motionless, her little head drooped, and she huddled motionless in the blanket.

Ji Changmu unbuttoned his seat belt, turned his face, and approached her. When he got close, he could smell the faint floral fragrance on her body, whether it was the fragrance from her hair or the perfume on her body.

Stretching out his hand, he brushed away the broken hair on her forehead for her. Seeing that the little girl was frowning, as if she was uncomfortable, he gently called her name: "Qiao Muyuan."

However, Qiao Muyuan was too tired to wake up.

He got out of the car and went around to the co-pilot's seat, and hugged Qiao Muyuan out of the car.

This is the second time the servants at home have seen this little girl.

Ji Changmu carried Qiao Muyuan to the upstairs room, which was still the room she slept in last time.

He bent down to take off her shoes and covered her with a quilt. Seeing that she was still awake, he went to the bathroom first.

On the sink are the cosmetics and skin care products that the maid bought last time. They are colorful and of all kinds.

Ji Changmu has been pondering for a long time and has not understood these things. It is more difficult than finance. Women are really incomprehensible creatures.

He carefully selected the bottles one by one. This time he didn't dare to wipe Qiao Muyuan's face with clean water. Last time he wiped it once and it made her cry. What makeup remover did he ask for?

Ji Changmu flipped through it irritably, which one is makeup remover? !

He saw that the bottles were all similar, and it took him a long time to find a bottle of "deep cleansing oil". He guessed that this was probably it, but when he opened the bottle, Ji Changmu was at a loss, so he just poured it into his hand?Or face down?
He couldn't do it anymore, so he called the servant to go upstairs.

The maid taught him for a long time, then asked cautiously: "Mr. Ji, why don't I come?"

"You go down, I can do it alone."

"..." The maid was puzzled, could he really do it?
What the little girl cares about most is her own face, is Mr. Ji really good at being a man?
The maid didn't dare to say too much, Mr. Ji said he can do it, so he can do it!

But the maid was still puzzled for a long time, who is this little girl?Students who look like Mr. Ji are definitely not employees or colleagues anyway.

Ji Changmu took a cotton pad to remove Qiao Muyuan's makeup in the way the maid taught him.

He lowered his head and wiped her face little by little. His hot breath fell on the little girl's fair and flawless face, and his eyes were full of seriousness.

Qiao Muyuan was in a deep sleep, and Ji Changmu's movements were very light, so he didn't wake up.

He didn't know where his patience came from, so he bent over to wipe her face like this, as if he was carefully wiping a priceless treasure.

Qiao Muyuan, who had taken off his makeup, watched a lot. This kind of thing is familiar once and twice, so he will remember it next time.

He took a hot towel to wash Qiao Muyuan's face again. The washed Qiao Muyuan looked like a white porcelain doll, sleeping obediently under the quilt, with his brows slightly frowned.

The room is well heated.

Seeing Qiao Muyuan frowning all the time, he whispered in her ear, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Muyuan didn't return, and smacked his lips.

Ji Changmu tucked the quilt for her, sat by the bed, and got up and went downstairs after a long time.

"Mr. Ji, have you had dinner?" The servant asked quickly when he saw him coming down.

"Not yet, just cook me a bowl of noodles."

"Okay, wait a minute."

It was very late, the night was low, the inside and outside of the villa was quiet and quiet, the wind was calm, and even the chirping of insects could not be heard.

(End of this chapter)