Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8903 You are going to be a father (10)

What... I will never forget it.

Qiao Muyuan asked him shyly, "What did you want?"

"I can only tell you in person some other day, but it certainly won't be tonight."

"Look at you, you've had too much to drink."

"Really?" Ji Changmu kissed her again, and the kiss slid across her cheek and neck, "Then do something you only dare to do after drinking too much."

"I brought you to watch the fireworks." Qiao Muyuan ignored him, broke away from his arms, and looked out of the glass, "Look, the fireworks just now were so beautiful."

"You look better than fireworks."

Ji Changmu hugged her from behind, held her in his arms, rested his chin on her little head, and watched the fireworks with her.

"It was my birthday that year, and you watched the fireworks with me like this, and we went to the square together for the New Year's Eve." Ji Changmu's hand gradually touched her belly from behind her, and she was itchy all over, " Ji Changmu, are you listening to me?"

"You said."

"I've only been pregnant for more than a month, and you can't touch the baby."

"Who said I was touching the baby, I just want to touch you."

"……"shameless.

They stood together and watched the fireworks until the fireworks of the wedding banquet were over.

In the evening, all major media in Qiongzhou captured the fireworks in this city, and described this prosperous wedding in extremely romantic terms.

The wind from the sea blows across Qiongzhou City, and in the brightly lit night, roses bloom shyly.

The peach blossoms are scorching, the IKEA room is IKEA, the melons are endless, Erchang Erzhi.

……

Qiongzhou City is very hot in summer.

In the island villa, at night, Qiao Muyuan was sitting on the sofa in the study with her notebook in her arms.

Her belly was showing, and she sat quietly in loose home clothes.

The door opened, and Ji Changmu brought her a plate of sliced ​​watermelon.

It was already night, and everything was still.

Qiao Muyuan shook his head, glanced at Ji Changmu who was standing in front of her in a nightgown, and then at the watermelon in his hand, dissatisfied: "No."

"Don't you want to eat watermelon? Why don't you want it?"

"Don't cut it up, I want half a watermelon, dig it up and eat it."

"That's not the same, they're all watermelons."

"It's different if I say it's different, Ji Changmu, take it for me again."

"Okay, I'll take it again." Ji Changmu put the plate on his desk. If she doesn't eat it, he can eat it.

He went downstairs again and re-cut half a watermelon, and brought her a spoon.

He also doesn't understand the difference, not all watermelons.

Ji Changmu stepped on his slippers and went back upstairs to the study, and put the watermelon on the coffee table in front of her: "My Mrs. Ji, is this time right?"

"Can you feed me?" Qiao Muyuan narrowed his eyes and smiled at him, feeling at ease.

"Okay." Ji Changmu moved a chair and sat in front of her, dug a spoonful, and fed her a mouthful.

"It's so sweet." Qiao Muyuan was very satisfied, "Honey, do you know why the watermelon is so sweet tonight? It's because you fed it."

"..."

"Honey, guess what book I'm reading?"

"Are you reading a book?"

"Of course, what kind of book is it? I am willing to admit defeat when I meet you."

"..." Ji Changmu was speechless.

Qiao Muyuan laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, he leaned on his shoulder and acted coquettishly: "I don't want to hit the south wall anymore, I want to hit Mr.'s chest."

"..." Ji Changmu glanced at her silently, "Stop."

He refuses to listen any more.

Qiao Muyuan "giggled" and was in a good mood. She just liked Ji Changmu's unhappy and unable to kill her.

(End of this chapter)