Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6820 You come to accompany me (7)

In the middle of the night, Qiao Muyuan had another nightmare. He dreamed that he was being chased in a bar.

Just when she was about to be caught by that person, she screamed: "Don't come over..."

Someone held her hand in the dark and immediately turned on the desk lamp.

Qiao Muyuan was sweating profusely. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a warm embrace. The man was hugging her under the blanket, as if he had just woken up from his sleep.

"Having a nightmare?" he asked softly.

Only then did Qiao Muyuan realize that he was coming, and nodded in shock: "Yeah."

"Don't be afraid, it's just a dream." He wiped her sweat with a tissue, and there was a clear light in his deep eyes.

Qiao Muyuan leaned into his neck, and felt the familiar smell on his body before he calmed down: "When did you come? I don't know at all."

"You were in a deep sleep."

"Why don't you come? I won't pay you."

"I'm not sleeping with you, I don't need you to pay."

"Then if I pay you, can you sleep with me every day?"

"Qiao Muyuan, a girl, be careful."

"Pay attention to this and that every day, are you tired? I can say whatever I want. Don't make rules for me. I finally escaped from the rules and regulations of the capital. If you make rules for me, I will I will ignore you."

"Then you talk to Chen Hansheng in the same way?"

"Why mention others so well?"

Ji Changmu didn't mention it, and put his big hand on her little furry head.

Qiao Muyuan was no longer sleepy, closed his eyes, put his arms around his chest and turned off the desk lamp, and the room fell into darkness and silence.

Such a thick night can easily make people bold, and Qiao Muyuan's breathing became rapid. Her little hand hooked his chest first, and then moved up to touch his chin with the stubble that had just been trimmed.

Going up until you touched his face, your hand finally stopped.

"Ji Changmu, are you asleep?"

"No." He closed his eyes and let her touch her.

"I'm going to be twenty soon."

"Ah."

"Do you feel that time is passing quickly? I think it is very fast."

"Ah."

"Do you still treat me like a child?" In Qiao Muyuan's soft voice was Jiaona's clarity, like raindrops falling on the petals of a crabapple.

Her hand was going down again, and just when it reached Ji Changmu's neck, Ji Changmu grabbed it, and said in a mellow and hoarse voice, "Sleep."

His hand was held down by him, and she couldn't move anymore.

She sighed inwardly, and closed her eyes obediently.

He really still treats her like a child.

Sleep all night.

When Qiao Muyuan woke up the next morning, he had already left, leaving a note on the desk: "Call me if you need anything."

Always these few words, call him when there is something to do, but what about when there is nothing to do?

He never took the initiative to call her.

Yes, he doesn't need her, on the contrary, she is a trouble to him, delaying his work and occupying his time.

She couldn't forget what his assistant Lewis said to her, to the effect that she was too young to understand their president, and even if she couldn't bring much help to their president, at least she couldn't cause trouble to their president.

But when she was down, she couldn't control it, like last night.

I couldn't help calling him.

In fact, before she came to New York, her life was fine without him... But after meeting him, everything turned upside down again.

Qiao Muyuan was almost in good health. She didn't like the hospital, so she asked the bodyguards to go through the discharge procedures quietly in the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)