Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 7967 He was lying to her again (3)

After driving for more than 20 minutes, Ji Changmu drove very slowly.

In such a heavy rain, the wipers are useless, and the line of sight is blocked. Fortunately, there is no one on this road.

The torrential rain surrounded the car in the field. As long as the door was opened, the heavy rain would pour into the car.

Ji Changmu stopped the car based on his memory, his vision was blurred, and he said to Qiao Muyuan in the co-pilot: "Come down, I'll carry you over."

"How far is it?"

"Not far, 5 minutes."

"Okay..." She looked at him and responded in a whisper.

Qiao Muyuan opened the umbrella, but the wind and rain were so strong that the umbrella couldn't hold it at all.

Fortunately, it was only 5 minutes away, so I gritted my teeth and passed.

Ji Changmu walked around outside the co-pilot, the rain soaked his clothes in an instant, he opened the door on her side, bent down: "Come up."

Qiao Muyuan jumped on his back, and Ji Changmu caught her firmly.

She hooked his neck with one hand and held the umbrella tightly with the other.

The umbrella was not big enough to protect the two of them from the wind and rain. Soon, Ji Changmu's body was drenched, and Qiao Muyuan's shoulders were also wet.

Ji Changmu's back was warm, and Qiao Muyuan remembered many, many years ago, when she was young... She was still a child, and Ji Changmu was her tutor, and he had carried her on his back.

It turned out that she had grown up and many, many years had passed.

She never thought that one day, in a remote town in a foreign country, in the heavy rain, he would carry her across the mountains and seas step by step.

"A Yuan, hurry up."

Qiao Muyuan hugged his neck subconsciously.

Ji Changmu walked forward with her on his back for a long time.

Far more than 5 minutes...

Only then did Qiao Muyuan realize that he was lying to her again: "Ji Changmu, how far is it?"

"Hurry up, two to three minutes."

Qiao Muyuan was completely unfamiliar with this place, she just wanted to go back to the hotel, and never went back to Ji Changmu's home.

The muddy ground was not easy to walk on. Ji Changmu's shoes and trouser legs were all stained with wet mud. It was muddy, and he walked very slowly with every step.

Qiao Muyuan knew that Ji Changmu was obsessed with cleanliness. Where had she seen Ji Changmu like this? She held up an umbrella and asked, "Ji Changmu, how long is it?"

"Two to three minutes."

He continued to walk, and she kept asking how long it was, but the answer was always "two or three minutes."

I don't know how many two or three minutes I walked, Qiao Muyuan realized that he was really lying to her, she kicked her calf: "Ji Changmu, how far is it? We have walked for at least two or ten minutes, how far is it?" how far……"

"Hold on, it's not easy to go here."

Ji Changmu was carrying Qiao Muyuan on his back on the deserted mountain path. The mist was misty, the smoke was hazy, and there were only the two of them in the vast world.

Ji Changmu walked very slowly, and when he was out of breath, he coughed several times: "Don't cover me from the rain, don't catch a cold."

He walked forward slowly with her on his back.

"Ji Changmu, I hate you so much, I really hate you..." Qiao Muyuan cried, out of breath.

He was lying to her, and lying to her again.

When can he not lie to her?
It's obviously far, far away from the hotel...

Ji Changmu's vision was blurred, and the rain almost covered his sight several times. He pursed his lips and continued walking without saying a word.

Qiao Muyuan's tears mixed with the rain and fell on Ji Changmu's back. The cold rain and hot tears gathered together, and Qiao Muyuan burst out with painful emotions, and his heart throbbed.

(End of this chapter)