Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6631 is a color fox (10)

Sure enough, Ji Changmu stopped typing on the keyboard, raised the corners of his lips, and said slowly: "Your father is right."

"..." Qiao Mu Yuanmo, is he admitting that he is not a good person?
"I'm going home, I'll go home and sleep today." Qiao Muyuan said.

"I'm afraid I'll eat you."

"I'm not afraid of you, I miss the big bear on my bed, and I want to hug it to sleep."

"Why don't you try hugging me to sleep? Huh?"

"There is really no good thing in finance." Qiao Muyuan muttered twice, "I'm going home."

With that said, she packed her bag regardless of whether Ji Changmu agreed or not.

"Qiao Muyuan, you left me here alone?"

"This is your home, and it's not a strange place, and you're not a child anymore."

"I'm a patient, what did you promise me last night?"

Qiao Muyuan's hand stopped. She promised him last night that she would take care of him and not run around.

A gentleman promises.

She had no choice but to put down her bag: "Then I will accompany you."

"Yeah." Ji Changmu then withdrew his thoughts, and his eyes continued to fall on his notebook.

"But... can you get up and have a rest, or talk to me, you've been working all day, and I've been staying at your house all day."

Ji Changmu looked at her, closed the notebook, and reached out to her: "Help me up, I'm a patient."

Qiao Muyuan thought he was a delicate patient.

She reluctantly went to help him, and when her little hand was just on his, Ji Changmu held her hand hard and sat up, but he didn't let go for a long time.

The palms touched, and the dry and warm heat spread, Qiao Muyuan's heart jumped suddenly, and the heat seemed to spread all the way to her heart.

It took a long time before Ji Changmu let go.

Qiao Muyuan's face was dry and hot.

"What do you want me to tell you?" He was sitting on the sofa, wearing loose-fitting gray home clothes, with short hair and gentle eyes.

"We..." Qiao Muyuan muttered for a long time, "Professor, I..."

"Huh?" His dark eyes stared at her for a long time.

Qiao Muyuan, who is usually lively and cheerful, suddenly became at a loss at this time, hesitating, and didn't utter a word for a long time.

His cell phone rang, breaking the tranquility between them.

It was a client calling him.

Ji Changmu stood up to answer the phone, Qiao Muyuan swallowed all the words again, and went to his study.

Qiao Muyuan was sitting by his desk, randomly picking out a book to read.

But she couldn't read a single word, and her palm still carried the warmth and aura that belonged to him just now.

During the six months of reunion after a long absence, she had always wanted to ask him a question, which was the question she almost asked just now, but she was afraid of hearing the answer.

She didn't know why when facing him, all her decisiveness and bravery turned into hesitation and hesitation.

Not long after, Ji Changmu knocked on the door of the study and stood at the door.

He didn't come in, his tall body blocked the light from the door: "Qiao Muyuan, let me clean up the guest room for you, you will sleep here at night."

"Professor!" She blurted out, "I always feel that this is not good. I am a widow. I don't want to be famous. If this gets out..."

"You don't say it, I don't say it, how do you spread it?"

"But still not right."

"What's wrong?" Ji Changmu frowned, acting like a gentleman.

Qiao Muyuan pursed her lips. His behavior made her seem guilty and dishonest.

(End of this chapter)