Qiao Muyuan spoke so fast that his throat hurt, and he couldn't help coughing several times after speaking.

There was silence for a while, and a few minutes later the man's voice was mixed with forbearance: "Where are you now?"

"Professor, what do you want to say to me? Let's talk on the phone..."

"I asked you where you are!"

"Tell me on the phone..." Qiao Muyuan refused to say where he was.

"I ask you again, where are you!"

"..." Qiao Muyuan was frightened by him. She didn't say anything or did anything wrong. His tone and attitude... She was so frightened that tears welled up in her eyes. She remained silent and seemed to be talking to Ji Changmu.

Competition.

"Okay." Ji Changmu suppressed his temper, "Don't tell me? Well, today is Saturday. See you the day after tomorrow."

"Don't deny me face in front of your classmates..." On Monday the day after tomorrow, Qiao Muyuan was afraid that he would scold him in front of a group of students, so he lowered his voice, feeling aggrieved and uncomfortable, "I am in oasis coffee, leaving..."

Before Qiao Muyuan could finish speaking, the other end hung up the phone!

She moved her little feet uneasily, and the little leather boots on her feet touched together lightly, making a slight sound.

Probably because of the fever, fine beads of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose, her heart was beating wildly, and even her palms were covered with fine sweat.

Her shoulders were shaking slightly, and she wanted to run away.

But running can't solve the problem. She and Ji Changmu will eventually meet.

He is so many years older than her, and he can see clearly everything she does and thinks, but as for him, he has always remained calm. He will only smile at her twice when he is happy, and he will act like today when he is unhappy.

so.

Qiao Muyuan held the warm fruit tea and drank it one mouthful at a time, his eyes averted, and there were tiny drops of water hanging on his long eyelashes.

She was a little sleepy and sick. At this moment, Qiao Muyuan was too tired to lift her head.

When Ji Changmu rushed over, she was already lying on the wooden table in the courtyard of the coffee shop, taking a nap with her eyes closed, still holding the cup in her little hand.

The dignified and arrogant man seemed to have just come from a formal occasion. He was wearing a well-tailored black coat and a neatly tied tie. His deep and three-dimensional facial features had a calm expression, and his thin lips were pursed.

, he saw Qiao Muyuan in the yard at a glance.

He took two or three steps over with his slender legs. He stood in front of her and saw that her cheeks were unnaturally red. He raised his hand and placed his generous palm on her forehead.

Very hot.

The little girl moved her lips, as if she was asleep or having a fever. She remained motionless and didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

"Qiao Muyuan." He called her.

She didn't move.

Ji Changmu knew she was sick, and he saw several boxes of cold medicine and fever-reducing patches in her bag.

But her fever was so bad that taking medicine was of no use at all.

Ji Changmu hugged her, and the little girl's soft hands were hooked around his neck. She was weak, but she finally opened her eyes.

Seeing a familiar face, her breathing was erratic, and she looked at him without blinking, but her throat was dry and smoking, and she opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.

"You're quite capable when you get angry with me." Ji Changmu took all her things and then left the coffee shop with her in his arms.

Qiao Muyuan heard it, but she was like a sick cat. She didn't even have the strength to speak. She had to open her eyes and stare at him. After staring, she fell into his arms and kept coughing.
Chapter completed!