Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6805 The little white-eyed wolf who doesn't admit it (1)

Qiao Muyuan stared at him, mist and grievance hung on her slender eyelashes, she was restless, she didn't even know what Ji Changmu was talking about, only that she was so sad.

It was very cold in the car with the heating turned off, but Qiao Muyuan didn't feel cold. Her little hand touched the bow of the shirt, loosened the bow, and wanted to unbutton the shirt again.

"Qiao Muyuan!" Ji Changmu scolded her, "If you mess around again, I'll tie you up."

But he couldn't bear to tie her up.

"Hot..." She murmured, with clear and shallow water waves in her eyes, like rippling lake water, shimmering with sparkling light.

The heat was so great that she had never experienced it, it was like being baked in an oven, and she was about to melt.

She still didn't listen to Ji Changmu, she moved her hands frantically, and wanted to unbutton her shirt, but Ji Changmu refused, and she even wanted to open her clothes directly.

With her appearance, Ji Changmu couldn't drive at all.

Ji Changmu endured it for ten seconds, and finally untied the tie from her neck and tied her hands together in a loose knot.

She could no longer move around, but she was even more aggrieved, her tears "slapped" and "slapped": "Uncomfortable...uncomfortable...brother Changmu...hot and uncomfortable..."

Ji Changmu started the car: "It's okay, Brother Mu, it's okay, Professor Ji, it doesn't look like he's drunk."

The car drove through the crowded street.

Qiao Muyuan's voice was like Huang Ying'er's, a kind of coquettish and provocative that he didn't usually have. Ji Changmu had never heard such a delicate voice, and the fire in his body was also rising, so he suppressed it restraintly.

The vehicle shuttled through the lights and shadows, like a swift, and the speed was very fast.

But the car didn't drive very far, Qiao Muyuan removed the tie in the dark, and suddenly threw himself on Ji Changmu!

"Hey—" Ji Changmu's pupils dilated, and he braked quickly!
The car stopped on the side of the road, and there was still traffic around.

"Qiao Muyuan, are you crazy? Do you know how dangerous it is?" Ji Changmu yelled at her, still in shock.

Qiao Muyuan couldn't hear it, she also unbuckled the seat belt in the dark, and suddenly, taking advantage of Ji Changmu's inattention, she jumped on him, opened the sweater inside him with her small hands, and put it inside.

Ji Changmu was shocked, and his whole body was not well. Even when they got along with each other back then, they didn't act like this.

Qiao Muyuan didn't have the slightest sense of reason, he only knew that his breath smelled good, which was what she wanted.

I want, I really want to...

Ji Changmu clasped her hand, panting: "Qiao Muyuan, hold on, the hospital is almost here."

"I can't take it anymore... I can't take it anymore..." Qiao Muyuan cried, "Brother Changmu, give it to me."

He couldn't bear to see her cry, but her cold tears kept falling and fell on the back of his hand, very cold.

The horns of other vehicles outside the car were harsh.

At this moment, a brilliant spark flashed in Ji Changmu's mind, and he lost his mind for a moment, but his strong reason and restraint still allowed him to push Qiao Muyuan away from his body.

He opened the window, and the cold wind poured in. The December wind was so cool to the bone.

Qiao Muyuan cried even louder.

"I'm sorry." Ji Changmu didn't do anything, took the tie, and tied her tightly to the co-pilot seat. With such force this time, a red mark was drawn on her wrist.

There was a strong wind outside, and when the car started up again, the wind made Ji Changmu more sober.

But Qiao Muyuan still didn't wake up, blushing abnormally, talking in a daze, like a drowning child, struggling and struggling in pain.

Because he had been taking the medicine for too long and had not received the antidote, Qiao Muyuan developed a high fever before arriving at the hospital.

(End of this chapter)