Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6792 I tell you not to provoke her! (7)

Qiao Muyuan wanted to pull out her feet, but Ji Changmu's strong hands held her down firmly, preventing her from moving.

When his fingers brushed her little feet, especially the soles of her feet, Qiao Muyuan couldn't bear it anymore, and shrank his neck from the itching, with an awkward expression on his little face.

He can beat her, he can scold her, and she will return it anyway, but he can't do this...he doesn't talk about Wude.

It's itchy.

Ji Changmu didn't realize it at first, but when he raised his head, he saw that she had an awkward expression, and her fingers deliberately brushed the soles of her feet.

Qiao Muyuan couldn't take it anymore, really couldn't take it anymore, and scolded Ji Changmu: "I hate you."

No matter how angry the little girl was, she couldn't swear too harshly. Ji Changmu's lips curled up when he heard this: "I will repay my kindness with revenge."

He put away the small medicine box, but did not let her go.

Ji Changmu wrapped her legs and feet with a blanket, and let her sit in his arms.

Qiao Muyuan's body warmed up, but she didn't want to get entangled with Ji Changmu, she grabbed his arm with her small hands, trying to jump out of his arms.

"Don't move, I'll take you home, I won't take advantage of you."

"Ji Changmu, you're going too far, you're going too far." Qiao Muyuan didn't listen to him, struggling, his back touched the steering wheel, and it hurt a little.

Ji Changmu lost his temper after being tortured by her, and a rush of heat rushed into his head.

In the dimly lit car, Ji Changmu pursed his lips, his brows were deeply frowned, and his eyes showed forbearance and restraint.

Before Qiao Muyuan could struggle any more, he had reached the limit of restraint, he let go of his hand and let her climb to the co-pilot.

Probably breathed a sigh of relief, Ji Changmu held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, but still couldn't help the hot blood rushing up in his head, he took out a pack of cigarettes: "I'll go down and smoke a cigarette."

He got out of the car, but locked the door.

Qiao Muyuan's bag was still with Chen Hansheng, and his mobile phone was not with him, so he could only vent his dissatisfaction by pulling on the ornaments on his car.

His car was clean and there was nothing in it, so she grabbed an expensive-looking pen and destroyed it in two or three strokes.

But still not very relieved.

She looked out of the glass, and saw that Ji Changmu was leaning on a tall lamppost and smoking a cigarette, his legs were slightly crossed, and a pair of slender legs were wrapped under his straight trousers.

The warm yellow light shone on his mature face, and his face was painted with a light color. Zhilan Yushu, the breeze and the moon, he held a cigarette between his fingers, smoking one mouthful at a time, and the smoke was in his mouth. Surrounded in front of my eyes, it won't leave for a long time.

It was cold outside and the wind was blowing in gusts, and he stood like that until he finished his cigarette.

It was very warm in the car, Qiao Muyuan was no longer cold, and no longer noisy, no longer noisy.

Ji Changmu waited for the smell of smoke to dissipate before getting into the car. He smelled the smell of ink, and only then saw that the pen he used to approve documents in the car had been destroyed by Qiao Muyuan.

The corners of his lips curved helplessly, he didn't say anything, he just put away the mess on the car silently.

"Qiao Muyuan, you are really disobedient," he said.

"Why should I listen to you?"

"At least you can suffer less."

"But didn't you bring me all my troubles? If it wasn't for you...forget it." Qiao Muyuan didn't want to mention Tong Qian's name, and it would be a shame to mention it all over again.

"I've checked Chen Hansheng's background. There's nothing about his background. He's a simple person, but he's too poor. Even if he works hard for a few lifetimes, he won't be good enough for you. Who do you choose? Do you have to pick him? Huh?"

"What's wrong with being poor? Ji Changmu, weren't you poor before?"

(End of this chapter)