Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8042 She is his wife (7)

"No time, my junior has asked me out."

"The junior I saw at the boiled fish restaurant last time?"

"Ah."

"Looks a few years younger than you."

"You mean I'm old?"

"No, I mean, he doesn't look very mature."

"It's good to be immature. It's simple and pure. It's easy to tell one thing and another to say two. It doesn't lie. Even if you accidentally tell a lie, it's easy to see through. It's not tiring to get along with each other. It's not like those scheming Such an old man, the city is extremely deep, he is good at calculating, his emotions and anger are invisible, you will never guess what he is thinking at this moment."

Ji Changmu knew that she was thinking about him: "He is thinking about you at this moment."

"..."

"A Yuan, it's still the same sentence, no amount of calculations and city government will be used on you, this sentence will always be valid."

Ji Changmu's hoarse and deep voice echoed in the small space, and it also lingered in Qiao Muyuan's ear.

"Put down the junior's appointment, you can find any reason."

"Why?"

"I'll take you to eat something delicious."

"What if I don't push?"

"Then I can... join you."

"..."

Ji Changmu's car drove all the way, and Qiao Muyuan was also angry with him all the way.

After finally arriving at the university, Ji Changmu parked his car and held up his umbrella.

Qiao Muyuan stood under the umbrella, and he locked the car door.

"Which classroom? I'll see you off." He said.

"No need, let's stop here, give me the umbrella." A drizzle fell on her long eyelashes, and under the light mist, she stared at the man in front of her.

"Let's go together." He refused to let go, staring at her, "This road is a bit like the road on the campus of Beijing University. It is very long and suitable for walking slowly."

On the tree-lined path, there are two rows of tall green trees with staggered branches and leaves.

Qiao Muyuan remembered the road to Beijing University, but she was still young at that time.

Ji Changmu's other hand hooked her fingers. Her fingers were delicate and lubricated, with a warm temperature and fresh scent of perfume. Every time Ji Changmu hooked her, he didn't want to let go.

It was raining in the morning, there were not many people on the side of the road, and no one noticed them.

Qiao Muyuan struggled, trying to break free, but he hooked it tightly: "A Yuan, I'll see you off."

"Ji Changmu, don't touch your hands."

"No."

"Let go of your hand." Qiao Muyuan struggled, "We have nothing to do now."

"Oh." Ji Changmu let go, "Can we go together? I'll take you to the classroom."

Qiao Muyuan never knew that he would be soft and stubborn. This man is like a sick cat now, without the majesty of a high-ranking person, but Qiao Muyuan is still vigilant in his heart. The sick cat is only temporarily ill. Once it recovers, it will be a jackal. .

This man is not a good person.

"Ji Changmu, can you find something to do? I'm very busy."

"I'm not in good health, I can't do anything, and I didn't mean to do this." His voice was soft, like cotton candy, with some sweet and glutinous hypocrisy, "I didn't mean to eat soft rice on purpose, of course , if you are willing, I really want to."

"Don't follow me!" Qiao Muyuan took the umbrella in his hand angrily, turned around and left.

The rain fell on Ji Changmu's face.

He looked at the back of Qiao Muyuan leaving ruthlessly, and sighed, did she really want him?
Qiao Muyuan would rather he quarreled with her than look sick. Once he softened, she would have nowhere to vent her temper.

(End of this chapter)