Chapter 6539 What do you look good (1)
Qiao Muyuan was alert and realized that someone was hugging him, so he subconsciously kicked him in the dark.
The man's arm held her waist and tightened it.
Without thinking, she bit the man's arm.
"hiss……"
The lights in the car were turned on.
Qiao Muyuan woke up and realized that the person holding her was none other than Ji Changmu, her Professor Boris.
Seeing that she was awake, he let go and closed the car door.
Ji Changmu, who was sitting in the back row, was wearing a dark shirt, clean and tidy, with sharp features and the aura of a mature elite, but there were teeth marks on his wrists that were bitten by Qiao Muyuan.
There were also lipstick marks and foundation marks from her on his clothes and neck.
The rear partition was raised, and the driver sat motionless in the driving seat.
Qiao Muyuan's hair was messed up by the wind. She looked at Ji Changmu: "Professor, please respect yourself."
"Why are you sleeping outside?" His eyes sharpened, and his slightly cold gaze fell on her delicate face.
"I accidentally fell asleep."
"I happened to be passing by." Ji Changmu said lightly, "I'll take you back."
"I myself can..."
"Drive." Before he finished speaking, Ji Changmu asked the driver to drive.
"Yes, President." The driver heard the order and drove away from the business district.
In the car, Ji Changmu pulled out a wet tissue and held her head down forcefully: "This makeup is not beautiful at all, I'll wipe it off for you."
"Don't move..." Qiao Muyuan was furious, "That's not how you wipe it, you have to use..."
As usual, before she finished speaking, Ji Changmu had already wiped her face with paper.
But it doesn't seem to work, and it turns into a tabby cat.
"Why are you like this..." Qiao Muyuan felt aggrieved and was about to cry. Fortunately, it was night, otherwise she would be too embarrassed to see anyone. Doesn't he know that he needs to use makeup remover to remove makeup?
It's okay to beat her and scold her, but it's not okay to make her look ugly.
Qiao Muyuan was extremely sad, his eyes were red, and he was embarrassed to see others.
She covered her face, and the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became. If she fell into Ji Changmu's hands, life would be worse than death.
Ji Changmu: "..."
He seemed like a heinous bad guy, holding a wet tissue in his hand, but he just couldn't stand her heavy makeup look, and he didn't expect to accidentally make her cry.
Qiao Muyuan felt so wronged that she just covered her face and cried.
Ji Changmu had never coaxed anyone before, but he felt that it was indeed not a glorious thing to make an eighteen-year-old girl cry.
It really seemed like he had done something heinous.
"Okay, stop crying, I'm not right." Ji Changmu coaxed her stiffly, "Where do you live?"
"Leave me in front of the 24-hour convenience store on Wutong Avenue, and I'll walk back by myself."
Ji Changmu had no expression and didn't even tell him his address. Are you afraid that he might be up to no good?
After a long time, he discarded the wet wipes in his hand and said calmly: "Okay."
The lights in the car were turned off, the surroundings were dark, and I couldn't see my fingers.
Qiao Muyuan stopped feeling aggrieved now, but his shoulders twitched and he sat far away from Ji Changmu.
Despite this, she could still smell the sweet smell of cologne on his body, vaguely present, mixed with the smell of cigarettes.
She remembered that Ji Changmu did not smoke in the past.
Her sobs could be heard from time to time. Ji Changmu frowned, did he care that much?
The drive was far away. On the way, he slowly opened his mouth, and his deep voice filled the air like smoke: "Do you understand the lesson I'm teaching?"
Qiao Muyuan was startled, as if he was electrocuted, and his fingers were trembling slightly.
Chapter completed!