Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8313 Her sweetheart (3)

Qiao Muyuan chatted with Yang Shuzheng a lot with his mobile phone, most of the time he praised Ji Changmu that he was different from before.

In the end, she proposed the idea of ​​returning to Bincheng with Ji Changmu in a few days. Yang Shuzheng was even happier, with tears filling her eyes.

She is not a person who is easy to be sensational, but Qiao Muyuan and Ji Changmu have not returned to Bincheng as a couple for a long time, and she once thought that they were married.

Ji Changmu confiscated all her newspapers, but now that the media is so developed, she can always hear some gossip.

Last year, many people said that Ji Changmu and Qiao Muyuan divorced.

The bosses in Bincheng who once asked Ji Changmu but were rejected even put on a gesture of watching the show.

She didn't ask anything, but she knew that once Qiao Muyuan really wanted to divorce Ji Changmu, it would be hard to get over the water, and it would be hard to get back together.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Muyuan lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

Haven't been back for a long time.

Closing her eyes, she listened to the chirping of cicadas outside the window, which is a unique beauty of summer.

The light of the setting sun passes through the glass, and the orange light spreads on the green trees and the ground, the leaves flutter in the wind, the days are long, and the afterglow is all over the sky.

Before the sun set, Qiao Muyuan got out of bed.

She walked quietly to the kitchen door.

However, as soon as he arrived at the door, Ji Changmu found him. He was chopping vegetables and turned to look at her: "Hungry? There are freshly cut fruits on the plate, and freshly baked blueberry egg tarts in the oven. Try it."

"Not hungry." She hopped up to him, put her arms around his muscular waist from behind, and pinched his abdominal muscles through his white shirt.

The man's sleeves were half rolled up, and the work on his hands didn't stop: "Qiao Muyuan, if you make trouble again, dinner will be delayed."

"If dinner is delayed, I will eat you."

She rubbed his arm with her small face, and then lay on his back again, like a kitten deeply attached to him, unable to be chased away.

"It seems that you are very energetic, why don't we make something more fun?" He put down the kitchen knife in his hand, for fear of hurting her.

"what?"

He turned around, dragged her to him, and grabbed her two fidgeting hands.

The man lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Of course...to teach you how to cook."

"Don't...don't...help...don't do it..."

"Then are you still making trouble?"

"No, forgive me, I'm leaving."

Only then did Ji Changmu let go of his hand.

Qiao Muyuan got out from under his arm, and she went to the oven to get an egg tart and ate it.

She didn't go far, leaning on the door frame and watching Ji Changmu cook for her.

The kitchen is very large, and the transparent fan-shaped glass window is covered with green shades. The lush greenery is reflected in the kitchen through the glass. The tall and tall Ji Changmu stands in front of the island, with his head lowered, his long eyelashes drooping, and his face focused and calm. serious.

He chopped vegetables without saying a word, as if nothing in the world around him could bother him.

Qiao Muyuan didn't bother him anymore, and stood aside to watch quietly.

The scene in front of her was as beautiful as a painting, and there was her sweetheart in the painting.

No matter what Ji Changmu does, he will be very serious, both in dealing with things and people.

She was fascinated by his serious appearance, and was deeply infatuated with it. Her heart slammed like a deer, and her girlish feelings never diminished.

The kitchen is full of aromas.

When the night fell and the last rays of light disappeared into the sky, the servants brought all the dishes into the dining room.

There were still only the two of them in the restaurant.

(End of this chapter)