Ji Changmu drank a lot of wine with Professor Yang, and his head felt a little heavy.

The conversation lasted until about nine o'clock before Professor Yang let him go.

"Changmu, if you have time some other time, come to the professor's house and ask your wife to cook for you." Before leaving, Professor Yang patted him on the shoulder, kindly.

"Thank you, Professor." Ji Changmu maintained his usual etiquette and respect. Although he drank, he was not drunk and his consciousness was still very clear.

Professor Yang drank a lot and his face turned red. As he put on his coat, he cheerfully said to Ji Changmu: "My daughter has also gone to college. She is a year or two younger than you. If you come to my house, you can have a chat.

There should be a lot of common topics. Young people understand young people better. My daughter often says that I am old-fashioned and don’t understand them."

Ji Changmu also took his coat and went out.

When they reached the road downstairs, Ji Changmu saw Professor Yang off to the car.

Professor Yang refused to get in the car at first, holding on to the car door and insisting on continuing to chat with Ji Changmu.

He drank too much and staggered.

He actually admired Ji Changmu, a boy with such talent, who wouldn't like him?

He kept talking, Ji Changmu responded, and finally the taxi driver got Professor Yang into the car and closed the door.

Watching the car drive away, Ji Changmu let out a long breath in the cold night wind.

The early winter is cold and the nights are bleak.

The cold wind blew against his cheek like a knife, and his alcoholism was blown away. He stood in the wind for a while before he took the car back to school.

In the car, he saw the message Qiao Muyuan sent him. Fortunately, the school store was still open.

Is there anything special about the yogurt in their school? Ji Changmu doesn’t understand the brain circuits of children.

After getting off the car, he replied as he walked: "I know, I'll buy it for you."

Little Yuzi was absentmindedly lying on the bed playing with her little mobile phone. When she saw her little brother's reply, she immediately replied happily.

Youyou: Thank you, little brother.

Ji Changmu: No thanks.

Youyou: Little brother, are you still out at this late hour?

Ji Changmu: Yeah.

Youyou: Little brother, you didn’t come out specially to buy yogurt for Little Youzi, right?

Ji Changmu: It’s not a good thing.

Youyou:……

Wronged.

Why isn't this a good thing?

Foresty.

Ji Changmu walked to the store and bought her two bottles of yogurt. The colorful packaging looked like the type that girls like to drink.

The shop owner's wife recognized him. Who wouldn't recognize such a handsome young man?

However, Ji Changmu looked at the yogurt bottle for a long time and was not sure whether this was what Qiao Muyuan wanted.

He had no choice but to take a photo and show it to her: "Qiao Muyuan, see for yourself if it tastes like these two."

Little Youzi looked carefully: "The photo you took is too blurry, Little Youzi can't see clearly."

Ji Changmu was angry. It was such a cold day and he wanted to go back to the dormitory early.

He took another photo: "Look carefully, if it doesn't work, I will just buy it for you."

Yuyouzi: "No, no, no, little Yuzu doesn't like mango-flavored drinks."

Ji Changmu: "It doesn't have mango flavor, please see clearly."

Youyou: "Oh, one is strawberry flavor, and the other is original flavor... If you don't want the original flavor, you can change it to another one. Also, this bottle is too small. You can get the larger bottle. It's not expensive."

Ji Changmu had no choice but to pick and choose on the shelves for her.

The school's yogurt is made from fresh milk delivered every morning. It tastes really good and cannot be bought outside.

He didn't expect that Qiao Muyuan would fall in love after drinking it a few times.
Chapter completed!