Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 7212 I didn't say I want to marry you (6)

Not only did she not believe it, but she also felt that there was something wrong with Ji Changmu, who was indifferent to such a little beauty who took the initiative to tease him.

Qiao Muyuan drank half a glass of cocktail and fell asleep on the bar counter.

Suddenly, a man in a long black coat walked in from outside the bar. His body was covered with the dampness of the cold outdoor sky, mixed with his usual ebony fragrance, and he burrowed towards Qiao Muyuan's nose like a feather.

She looked up, and it was he who came.

Under the man's coat is a set of casual dark-colored home long shirt and trousers, which are tightly buttoned and wrapped in a coat. Although it is casual, its aura cannot be suppressed.

Qiao Muyuan was holding his head, and Ji Changmu in front of him also became blurred. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was vertigo, drunkenness or a dream.

Drowsiness struck, she looked at him with blurred eyes.

Ji Changmu walked slowly to the bar, pushed away the wine glass in front of her, and said in a deep voice, "Go home."

He stretched out his long arms and hugged her.

Yuan Qingqing handed over the bag: "Mr. Ji, Qiao Muyuan's bag..."

Ji Changmu signaled to the driver behind him to take it, and he left the bar with Qiao Muyuan in his arms.

The car is parked outside.

He put her in the back row.

Qiao Muyuan drank too much, whispered to himself, and sometimes sang softly.

"drive."

"Yes, Mr. Ji."

Ji Changmu put on her coat, and seeing that she was wearing a super short suspender top and a small leather skirt, revealing her fair waist and long legs, her eyes were a little red, he buttoned her coat, and squeezed her hands a few times. Participate.

Before he could look up, Qiao Muyuan wrapped his arms around his neck, and leaned himself against him.

Sniffing her nose, it was a familiar smell, and she felt relieved: "My right foot hit the table at night, and it hurts."

"Deserving it."

"What... angry." Qiao Muyuan let go of his hand, so he really ignored him, turned his back to him, and turned around.

It was Ji Changmu who bent her shoulders and stared into her eyes in the dark: "Why are you wearing such short clothes tonight?"

"I can wear whatever I like." Qiao Muyuan didn't want to talk to him, "You hurt me...let go."

"You come to drink even though you know you have a bad capacity for alcohol. You are really not afraid of accidents in bars."

"The owner of this bar recognizes me, how can there be an accident... You hurt me, let go..." Qiao Muyuan muttered dissatisfiedly, "The bar is full of young boys and girls, and you have vitality when you are with them. understand?"

"Why don't I understand, don't you just think it's boring to stay with me?"

"Yes, it's boring." Qiao Muyuan closed his eyes and nestled in the back seat, "It's boring."

The little girl felt very upset again and kicked the car seat in front of her.

"You're drunk tonight. Let's talk about what's going on tomorrow." Ji Changmu didn't intend to continue this topic. "I'm going to have a meeting tomorrow morning. There will be a drinking party at noon. I'll be back in the afternoon."

"Don't tell me, whatever you want."

Ji Changmu stopped talking.

The car fell silent.

The capital city in the early morning seems to have entered a huge vortex of silence, the night rain is fading, and the north wind does not stop.

When the car drove back to Huanhua, Qiao Muyuan was already asleep.

Ji Changmu took off his coat for her, and wiped his face slightly.

The little girl was not allowed to be touched, and she slept wrapped in a quilt.

She tasted okay today, except for talking nonsense, she didn't vomit or make noise.

Ji Changmu adjusted the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature.

After turning off the light, he went back to the next door.

(End of this chapter)