Ji Changmu pulled her into his arms with all his strength and held her tightly.

"Don't drink anymore. Don't drink at this girl's house."

Qiao Muyuan lay on his soft clothes, her breathing gradually became calmer. The scent of oud on his body seemed to have a calming effect. She just lay there, motionless, and her heart gradually calmed down.

"If you don't do well in the exam, you'll be in a bad mood. If you're in a bad mood, you'll drink. If you drink, you'll be in a worse mood... It's such a bad thing." Qiao Muyuan lay on him like a koala, mumbling, "I need to drink."

If you want to stop drinking, you have to do well in the exam, but I am stupid and can’t do well in the exam, and the professor refuses to give up, so what should I do?”

Ji Changmu was so angry and helpless at her words.

"It's impossible to release the water. If it really doesn't work, I can take some time to tell you the topic."

"Are you serious?"

"Seriously."

"Do I have to pay you?"

"I have only one request."

"What?" Qiao Muyuan then raised his head and looked at Ji Changmu who was very close at hand seriously.

"No more drinking."

"I can do this, but you have to keep your word."

"Um."

An agreement was reached, and no one bargained.

It was very cold outside, so Qiao Muyuan shrank her head into Ji Changmu's arms again. His clothes were so warm that for a moment she couldn't tell whether she was hugging a human or her bear.

Ji Changmu saw that her expression had softened a lot and asked, "Do you still want to vomit?"

"No, it's a bit hot."

Ji Changmu wanted to take her hands off his waist, but the little girl had delicate skin and tender flesh, and she would scream if he exerted even the slightest force.

Anyone who shouts or yells in the street will lose face.

Therefore, Ji Changmu had no choice but to let her hold him.

The cold wind blew late at night in winter and touched Qiao Muyuan's face. She was not very awake and still hugged Ji Changmu.

Probably because his sweater was very comfortable, she said lazily: "Professor, you look like my bear."

"What bear?" Ji Changmu always felt that what she said was incomprehensible.

"The big bear, I brought it here from the capital. It's soft and cute."

"..."

What did she say? Soft?

Qiao Muyuan chattered for a long time, like a baby, no one could understand what she was saying.

Sometimes she spoke Beijing dialect, sometimes she spoke English, sometimes she said a few grammatical Italian sentences, and when she got happy, she would hit Ji Changmu with her little fist.

She looks better when she smiles than when she cries. There are shallow dimples at the corners of her lips, and her little tiger teeth are very cute.

As soon as Ji Changmu lowered his head, he saw her giggling. Her sweet and charming face was plump and flawless, her eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky, and her lips were red and moist, like a peeled peach.

Eighteen-year-old Qiao Muyuan is very different from her childhood. She is slim and has grown into a big girl.

Occasionally, she raised her head and happened to face Ji Changmu's mature and noble face. She looked left and right without saying anything, just looking at him.

Ji Changmu was also looking at her.

The eighteen-year-old girl can make everything around her lose color with her every smile and every move.

"It's a bit cold..." She was finally blown away by the wind.

But she did not leave Ji Changmu's arms. Instead, she untied his windbreaker, wrapped herself in his clothes, covered her little head with the windbreaker, and pressed her face against the sweater he was wearing.
Chapter completed!