"Sir, you can tell that you have a good vision at first glance. This kumquat tree is particularly capable of bearing fruits. Other trees only bear a few fruits sparsely, but this small tree is different. Even though it is just a bonsai, it can bear many fruits.

A small kumquat tree. Take a look, is it?

Like a small lantern?" The boss was eloquent and began to persuade Ji Changmu, "If I buy a pot of this and put it at home, it will certainly be a good omen for good luck and many children. Miss, sir, the Chinese New Year is coming soon.

, bring a basin."

"Take it with you." Ji Changmu said calmly.

Qiao Muyuan:?

Well, you have more money.

"Okay." The boss was happy.

All the bonsai he picked for Qiao Muyuan were packed and delivered to his door in the afternoon.

After leaving the store, Qiao Muyuan continued to walk casually in the market with Ji Changmu.

This place is almost all owned by Chinese people and is booming.

Qiao Muyuan teased him: "Professor, are you attracted by your boss's words? Do you think you are getting married soon and are looking for a good fortune?"

She remembered that Ji Changmu would never listen to this in the past.

"Who do you want me to marry? Huh?" Ji Changmu narrowed his narrow, deep eyes, and his gaze fell on Qiao Muyuan's cheerful little face.

Qiao Muyuan choked and remained silent for a long time.

But, he has to have a wife after all, right?

He will eventually get married and have children.

She didn't say anything wrong, so why did he look at her strangely?

"Professor, what else do you want to buy?" Qiao Muyuan changed the subject.

Ji Changmu didn't pursue the question and simply said, "Just take a stroll."

"oh."

She walked casually with him. It was very cold outside, and Qiao Muyuan almost hid her little head in her scarf. She felt that Ji Changmu was stingy and even after shopping for a long time, he didn't know how to buy her a cup of hot tea. She was cold and thirsty.

Ji Changmu accidentally saw the necklace around her neck. It was a New Year's gift from him, and it was just right for her to wear.

The north wind was bleak, and the dead leaves were spinning in circles in the wind, falling swayingly on Qiao Muyuan's hair.

Ji Changmu stretched out his hand to remove the leaves on her head, and accidentally tore off her hairpin, and the pearl hairpin fell into his palm.

He also couldn't clip the little girl's hair and stretched out his hand to return the hairpin to her.

Qiao Muyuan refused: "Please help me clip my hair."

"Won't."

"Try it."

"Don't blame me if it hurts." Ji Changmu took her hairpin and clamped it in her hair casually.

Qiao Muyuan's hair was really pulled by him, his scalp was numb, and he was shouting with anger.

Why are you so clumsy?

He looks like a smart person.

Fragments of golden sunshine shone on Ji Changmu's face. His amber pupils showed the look of Qiao Muyuan. He leaned down and carefully clipped her hairpin.

Even though he was careful, he still wasn't as good as Qiao Muyuan himself.

Forget it, he tried his best.

They walked and strolled casually, and in the evening, Ji Changmu took her home.

Ji Changmu's home was cold and desolate. Except for the warm temperature, it was no different from the outside. It didn't look like celebrating the New Year at all.

Qiao Muyuan packed the New Year's goods for him for a long time and was panting from exhaustion.

She saw that Ji Changmu was very happy. She had been sitting in the tea room drinking tea for a long time. The plain white cup was placed on her left hand side, and on her right hand side was an unfinished calligraphy painting.

Qiao Muyuan picked a red window grill and walked into the tea room, lifted the bamboo curtain, and gestured on the yellow rosewood window: "Professor, can I stick it here for you?"
Chapter completed!