Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6560 Can this man do it (2)

Qiao Muyuan spoke so fast that his throat hurt, and he couldn't help coughing several times after speaking.

There was a moment of silence, and a few minutes later, the man's voice was mixed with forbearance: "Where are you now?"

"Professor, what do you want to say to me? Talk to me on the phone..."

"I ask where you are!"

"You talked on the phone..." Qiao Muyuan insisted on not saying where he was.

"I'll ask you again, where are you!"

"..." Qiao Muyuan was frightened by him, she didn't say anything, she didn't do anything wrong, his tone and attitude... she was so scared that tears rolled in her eyes, she didn't say a word, as if she was talking to Ji Changmu Rivalry.

"Okay." Ji Changmu suppressed his temper, "Don't say? Well, today is Saturday, see you the day after tomorrow."

"Don't disrespect me in front of your classmates..." On Monday the day after tomorrow, Qiao Muyuan was afraid that he would scold him in front of a group of students, so his voice lowered, aggrieved and uncomfortable, "I'm at Oasis Coffee, away from..."

Before Qiao Muyuan finished speaking, the other end hung up the phone!

She moved her little feet uneasily, and the little leather boots on her feet touched together lightly, making a slight sound.

Probably because of the fever, tiny beads of sweat ooze from the tip of her nose, her heart is beating wildly, and even the palms of her hands are covered with fine sweat.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, and she wanted to run a little.

But running can't solve the problem, she and Ji Changmu will meet after all.

He is so many years older than her, and he can see clearly what she does and thinks, but he has never kept his face, he will smile at her twice when he is happy, and he will be like today when he is unhappy. so.

Qiao Muyuan hugged the warm fruit tea, drank it one mouthful at a time, his eyes dodged, and there were still tiny drops of water on his long eyelashes.

She was a little sleepy, and coupled with being sick, Qiao Muyuan was too tired to lift her head at this moment.

When Ji Changmu rushed over, she was already lying on the wooden table in the yard of the coffee shop and taking a nap with her eyes closed, her little hand still holding the cup.

The noble, arrogant and cold man seemed to have just come from a formal occasion. He was wearing a well-tailored black coat and a tie neatly tied. His deep and three-dimensional features showed a calm expression, and his thin lips were pursed. , he saw Qiao Muyuan in the yard at a glance.

The slender legs took two or three steps, and he stood in front of her. Seeing that her cheeks were unnaturally red, he raised his hand, and his broad palm fell on her forehead.

very hot.

The little girl moved her lips, as if she was asleep or had a fever, she was motionless and didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

"Qiao Muyuan." He called her.

She didn't move.

Ji Changmu knew that she was sick, and he saw several boxes of cold medicine and fever-reducing patches in her bag.

But she was burnt like this, and taking medicine didn't help at all.

Ji Changmu picked her up, and the little girl hooked her soft hands around his neck, she was powerless, but finally opened her eyes.

Seeing a familiar face, her breathing was disordered, and she looked at him without blinking, but her throat was dry and smoky, and she opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.

"It's quite capable when you lose your temper with me." Ji Changmu took all her things, and then left the coffee shop with her in his arms.

Qiao Muyuan heard it, but she was like a sick cat, she didn't even have the strength to speak, so she opened her eyes and stared at him, then fell into his arms and coughed non-stop.

The little girl was out of breath from coughing, her face was pressed against Ji Changmu's overcoat.

(End of this chapter)