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Chapter 6830 twenty-year-old birthday party (9)

Her whole body was pressed against Ji Changmu's body, and her delicate and sweet face was only a few centimeters away from his.

Their eyes met, and there was panic flashing in her eyes. Her little hand fell on his hard chest, and most of her face turned red.

Ji Changmu flipped through her little comic book, um, very good, a story about two men.

The comic book is all in English, and there are 16 forbidden words written on the back.

"I can't tell, this little girl likes this." He curled his lips, "She has unique hobbies."

"You don't understand." Qiao Muyuan snatched the comic book from his hand, blushing, feeling ashamed of being caught in public, "Humph."

"Well, I don't understand." He stopped grabbing her book and took the time to look at her. He didn't get up even though he was pressed by her, but the blood in his body was flowing faster, making him feel hot and restless.

Qiao Muyuan felt something pressing against her lower abdomen, stumbled to sit up, and ran away with her comic book in her arms.

With a "bang", the little girl ran into the guest room and ignored him.

Ji Changmu sneered. He was obviously taken advantage of, so why did he act like he was teasing a girl from a good family?

Folding his hands under his head, he turned his head slightly and looked at the transparent glass window. The thin rainwater was flowing down the window, twisting and turning, and converging into countless long and short lines.

Such a time is peaceful and peaceful.

Ji Changmu's long eyelashes covered his eyelids and fluttered slightly. There was a bright and flickering light in his eyes, and the corners of his lips were raised.

Qiao Muyuan put her comic books away so that they would never be seen by Ji Changmu again. What if he complained?

When the time was almost up, she quietly came out of the room. Seeing Ji Changmu still sleeping on the tatami with his eyes closed and concentrating, she whispered: "Professor, I'm going to school."

"Well, listen carefully."

"Know."

The little girl left the apartment. Ji Changmu opened his eyes and watched her go out.



New York, early morning.

The sky is misty and the temperature is very low.

Yang Shuzheng, wrapped in a coat and scarf, sat side by side with Ji Changmu in the back seat, and the driver drove towards the airport.

"Chang Mu, please take me to the airport. Remember to go back and visit your dad during Qingming Festival this year."

"Remember."

"Chang Mu, I know you are very busy at work. If you can... find a good girl to take care of you. Then I will feel relieved, and your father will feel relieved too."

Ji Changmu said nothing, his face calm.

Yang Shuzheng is not a woman who talks too much. She has a gentle personality and no temper. When her son doesn't speak, she knows that she can't say too much. After all, the current Ji Changmu is no longer the young man who has not entered the society. Today's Ji Changmu

Changmu has been in the financial industry for several years, and he is very measured and cautious in doing things.

She doesn't need to worry too much.

"Mom, I will arrange for Dr. Zhao to do your physical examination this year."

"Okay, okay." Yang Shuzheng nodded, "Dr. Zhao is also one of the best cardiology experts in Bincheng. I can rest assured that he will examine me."

"Well, Dr. Zhao's medical skills are very high."

However, over the years, he has been secretly looking for the American doctor who operated on his mother. It would be great if he could examine his mother, but unfortunately, he has never been able to find him.

He didn't want to have anything to do with Tong Qian, so he had arranged for Dr. Zhao, the best cardiologist in Bincheng, to do so over the years.

Fortunately, my mother is in good health.
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