Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8367 Legal cohabitation (5)

The man sat idly on the bed, a ray of sunlight shone on the side of the bed from the half-open curtains, and the light fell on his white shirt in a dappled light and shadow.

His fingers turned the pages of the book, and he remained motionless.

Qiao Muyuan knew that he clearly heard the sound, so he deliberately waited for her to coax her!

Just don't coax!
She walked into the bedroom, closed the door, and approached him: "Mr. Ji will read books as soon as he comes back. Don't you want to read more in this family?"

"Is there?" He lowered his head, still flipping through the book in his hand, nonchalantly.

"Then Mr. Ji should leave this house with your book, there's nothing you want to read anyway." She crossed her arms and sat beside him, staring at the man.

"I drove me away as soon as I got back. It seems that Miss Qiao didn't expect me to come back so much."

"Let me see, what are you reading, more serious than me." Qiao Muyuan snatched the book from his hand.

A monograph on British sociology.

Ji Changmu didn't fight her either. He took a sip of water from the tea cup on the table, and pursed his lips and smiled: "Qiao Muyuan, do you really want me to come back? After waiting for half an hour, you don't know how to come and take a look at me in the room?"

"It's you who doesn't fit in with the group. I asked you to go to the rooftop with you. If you don't want to go, you have to read books here. What's so good about books? The more you read, the more stupid you become." "Look slowly, I have to greet the guests!"

"When are these people leaving today?"

"Everyone just came in the afternoon, you let them go..."

Ji Changmu grabbed her wrist and pulled it gently, and Qiao Muyuan threw himself into his arms.

The tips of their noses almost touched each other, and he pinched her face: "Qiao Muyuan, is it more important to me or to them? Huh?"

"Then I'll drive everyone away? I just said, my husband likes to be quiet and wants to rest..."

Before the words were finished, Ji Changmu put his hands on the back of her head and sealed what she was about to say with a kiss.

He deepened the kiss.

After not seeing him for a long time, Qiao Muyuan, a conscientious person, didn't miss him, but he missed her so much.

In Lancheng, when he couldn't sleep at night, he would open her photos on his mobile phone. She was fine. He returned to Huanhua, and she didn't even say a word to cheer him up.

Thinking of this, Ji Changmu became more and more unhappy, and his movements became more serious.

Qiao Muyuan's small hand thumped his shoulder weakly, but unfortunately, to no avail.

After a long while, when Qiao Muyuan was out of breath, he finally let go of her lips, but his hand did not relax, pressing down on her hairy little head.

"It's like this every time." Qiao Muyuan looked at him with big watery eyes with mist, and pouted in dissatisfaction, "But people just use brute force, or it's because you have eaten more than me for more than ten years. Fan, bully the weak and don't talk about martial arts. Ji Changmu, get up, this is my bed."

"What's yours and mine? Are you going to sleep in a separate bed with me?" Ji Changmu looked at Qiao Muyuan who was still angry with a smile, "I listen to you, let's go, didn't mean to take me to the rooftop BBQ?"

"Farewell, if you go there, everyone doesn't know you, and you won't have a good time."

"Since you don't know me, it's better to let everyone know you."

"..."

Ji Changmu took the initiative to stand up.

He wiped the lipstick on his lips, took Qiao Muyuan's hand and walked out.

Qiao Muyuan had no choice but to take him to the rooftop.

(End of this chapter)