Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 7478 Isn't the ring worn? (7)

Ji Changmu held her face patiently, rubbed and pressed her chin with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "I don't come here often, and I haven't prepared anything."

Qiao Muyuan knew what he was talking about, refused to follow him, and insisted on dragging him to sink together, wrapping his small arms around someone's strong waist.

The fabric of the trousers was silky, and Qiao Muyuan's hands moved randomly: "Ji Changmu, I'm safe."

The little girl's voice was low and hoarse, and the water in her eyes could be squeezed out, with a bit of emotion and sinking, she really wanted to be teased by him for this reason.

"No, do you know..."

"I don't know, I don't know!" Qiao Muyuan's rebellious temper came up again, "Is there a man like you? Reasonable with women in bed. Ji Changmu, you are really not a man. Isn't it because you are afraid of accidents? You will give birth after you are pregnant. Come down, why are you so timid and afraid of taking responsibility, if you do this again, I will suspect that you did it on purpose, and you don't want to fulfill your obligations as a husband."

"Qiao Muyuan, you can really do it." Ji Changmu laughed angrily at her babbling little mouth. He made a lot of fallacies, and in the end the responsibility was all on him. "Wait a minute."

Ji Changmu got off the bed, dressed neatly, and called the secretary.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Muyuan realized what he was doing, his face flushed red, and he wished he could bury himself under the quilt!

"Ji Changmu! Why do you ask your secretary to do this kind of thing?!"

Ji Changmu raised his eyebrows: "Are you scared now? Didn't you just say that I don't want to fulfill my husband's obligations?"

"Ji Changmu, you are so shameless!" Qiao Muyuan never thought that he would call his secretary directly.

"What's the matter?" Ji Changmu disagreed.

Not long after, the door to the president's office rang, and Ji Changmu walked out of the lounge.

Qiao Muyuan buried himself in the quilt, his cheeks were flushed, and his body was hot.

She heard a man's voice, luckily it was a male secretary, and Ji Changmu was more or less measured.

The male secretary didn't stay for long, and left the president's office immediately after ten seconds.

Ji Changmu took his things, returned to the lounge, and turned off the wall lamp.

The curtains were airtight and had excellent light-shielding properties, and the entire lounge was plunged into darkness.

The well-fed man exhausted his energy, and Qiao Muyuan's small mouth could no longer speak anything, only whimpering.

Of course, Qiao Muyuan was always satisfied with Ji Changmu in this regard.

……

It was after three o'clock in the afternoon that Ji Changmu took Qiao Muyuan away from JY.

He was driving the car by himself, and Qiao Muyuan was sitting in the co-pilot, his waist was still a little sore.

Hot wind blows in from the window, full of the fragrance of plants, the sky is clean and the air is comfortable.

A variety of tropical plants are planted in the artificial rainforest area, which is so green that people don't realize that it is still winter.

Ji Changmu led her up the cobbled road. There were very few tourists today, and there were only the two of them for a long stretch of the way.

Qiao Muyuan's legs were sore. He originally wanted to act like a baby and let Ji Changmu carry his back, but he was afraid that his body would not be able to bear it, so he didn't dare to say it. After all, he had a major operation last year.

But when he thought of his endless strength on the bed, he felt angry, and every time that happened, he liked to compete with her, and he didn't give in.

Qiao Muyuan's little hand was held by Ji Changmu. His generous palm was warm and dry, and he gently rubbed her little hand, giving her enough sense of security.

Passing through the clumps of grass and tall broad-leaved trees, the light shines through the densely covered leaves, and the sunlight overlaps the green leaves, casting a mysterious color of light and shadow on Qiao Muyuan's face.

(End of this chapter)