Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 7793 Happy New Year's Day (9)

Is she still angry?It's been a few days.

Today's Qiao Muyuan is obedient and gentle, unlike the Qiao Muyuan he is familiar with.

Ji Changmu didn't ask too much, it's normal for a little girl to be angry, at least she is willing to come to Lancheng with him today, and she is also willing to have close contact with him, take it slowly, she may still have a grudge in her heart.

The car was very warm, and Ji Changmu's left hand was holding Qiao Muyuan's right hand all the time. After a while, maybe it was because of the temperature or because he hadn't touched Qiao Muyuan for a long time, and his body felt hot and uncomfortable.

The man's hand hooked her fingers and slowly moved towards her waist.

Subconsciously, Qiao Muyuan paused, and raised his big misty eyes to look at him.

Before she could react from the momentary blankness, Ji Changmu leaned close to her, kissed her lips, ran his hands around her waist, untied her coat tie, and rubbed her back through the sweater. back.

Ji Changmu had an aura that she was always familiar with, but now it was a little strange.

She pushed him, but he was indifferent, but kissed even more passionately.

Qiao Muyuan's cheeks felt hot as if his body was on fire, and the thermos dropped to the ground.

Just when his hand touched the waistband of her wide-leg trousers, Qiao Muyuan shook his head vigorously, struggling to get out of his kiss: "Don't..."

"A Yuan." He called her softly, his red eyes seemed to be on fire, and he fixedly stared at her eyes, "Hands... Take it away, good boy."

His voice was low and hoarse, and there was a slight wheezing.

Qiao Muyuan refused, but still shook his head: "This is still in the car."

"It's okay." The partitions are all blocked, so what's the matter?
She hid back, but there was no way out, she could only shake her head: "I don't want it."

"But we haven't been here for a long time."

"Let's talk after getting out of the car."

In the end, Ji Changmu raised his hand to smooth her hair, withdrew his red eyes, and withdrew his fidgeting hands, and refastened the coat belt for her.

Qiao Muyuan's heart was beating fast, just now...she seemed to have rejected Ji Changmu.

This is the first time she really rejected him, because she didn't want to.

Ji Changmu sat upright in his original position, as if nothing had happened, he closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, but he couldn't suppress the fire in his body.

The car finally drove to Bincheng.

When they arrived at the villa where Yang Shuzheng lived, Ji Changmu led Qiao Muyuan in.

Yang Shuzheng was not at home, so she went to her office.

"Mr. Ji, do you need us to call Madam?" The servant asked respectfully. They didn't expect Ji Changmu to come today, and they brought his wife along.

They dare not neglect.

"I'll call later. There are gifts in the car. Take them out and put them in the living room."

"Okay, Mr. Ji."

Ji Changmu asked all the servants to retreat.

Qiao Muyuan was fidgeting, she knew what Ji Changmu wanted to do, and just about to hide, he took her arm and brought her into his arms.

"A Yuan." He clasped the back of her head with one hand, his voice was hoarse, and there was a dangerous message in his eyes, "I'm home..."

"I'm not feeling well today." Qiao Muyuan found an excuse, "Maybe I'm about to have my period."

"Really?" He didn't quite believe it, "You're hiding from me."

"I didn't hide from you, I'm really not feeling well today."

"Not even once?"

Qiao Muyuan shook his head resolutely.

"Okay." Ji Changmu was upset, and he let go of her.

(End of this chapter)