Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8067 A Yuan, give me more advice (8)

"A Yuan..." His lips trembled, not knowing how to answer her.

Qiao Muyuan didn't need him to answer anymore, because he had already answered it once, and in that operating room, he almost shot himself.

This time, Bi Luo Huang Quan, after all, lived and died together.

Qiao Muyuan touched his chin in the dark, and then followed the line of his side face. After a long time, she straightened up slightly, found his lips, and pressed a kiss on his lips: "Ji Changmu, I I know that you have no selfishness towards me, you like me unconditionally and unprincipled, spoil me, and treat me well. If there is an accident on the plane, you will come to me in the next life, and we will meet under a cherry tree, but I may not I will like you, even if you are a stranger."

As she spoke, she smiled lightly.

"Okay." Ji Changmu held the back of her head and kissed her lips.

Qiao Muyuan didn't push him away.

She knew... the part of her heart that was occupied by Ji Changmu would never be filled by others.

We met at a young age, how can we simply forget a person.

This kiss is lingering and lingering, endless.

If today is the end, Ji Changmu knows that he has no regrets.

He hugged Qiao Muyuan tightly, kissed her enough and pressed her against his chest: "Ah Yuan, close your eyes and sleep, and it will be dawn when you wake up."

"so cold……"

"Hold me." Ji Changmu had already wrapped her in his coat.

"Is the plane still spinning in the airflow?"

"I don't know." Ji Changmu knew the situation was not good, but he wouldn't say it.

If you can't get out in the air, you will run out of fuel.

Qiao Muyuan couldn't sleep, her ears were filled with loud "ping-pong, ping-pong", broken cups, and uneasy crying of children.

The mood of the passengers became more and more unstable. Some even wanted to rush to the cab, but they were stopped by the flight attendant desperately.

Qiao Muyuan retched several times, and her stomach and abdomen couldn't take it anymore: "Ji Changmu, I feel so uncomfortable, I can't hold it anymore."

"Persevere, if it's cold, put your hands in my sweater, don't you like it very much before? You can do it now." Ji Changmu tried to ease her emotions, "Touch and see, you still have abdominal muscles."

She didn't have the strength to move, Ji Changmu took her hand and stuffed it into his sweater.

Sure enough, her hands were very cold.

As soon as she touched Ji Changmu's body, Qiao Muyuan curled her fingers slightly, and she also smiled: "Ji Changmu, has any other woman touched you?"

"No."

"Are you cold too? You gave me all your clothes."

"I can handle it."

"A year ago at this time, we were in the Cold War."

"Can you... forgive me?"

"As long as we both live, I will forgive you."

Life and death have come and gone, so what can't be forgiven?

No matter how big the storm and waves are, they are no match for life and death.

Qiao Muyuan had no strength to speak anymore, her shoulders were trembling, she was very cold, and her head was very dizzy, she was very afraid that she would lose consciousness in the next second.

The only thing Ji Changmu can do is hold her tightly.

It turns out that when God wants to play a joke on you, you can do nothing but accept the mercy of fate.

"A Yuan, I love you very much." He whispered in her ear, brushing his lips against the pinna of her ear.

In the cabin where she couldn't see her fingers, she couldn't see him, but she put her arms around his waist: "Brother Ji..."

Like an electric current slipping through his heart, he could still hear her call him "Brother Ji" again in his lifetime.

(End of this chapter)