Ji Changmu put Qiao Muyuan on the sofa. The little girl was really drunk after a little wine, her cheeks were red, and she was quite good at acting like a baby.

As soon as he put her down, she held his hand and refused to let him go.

"I'll get you a glass of water."

"I'm not thirsty..." She held his hand and said, "Hold me."

"Do you like being held so much?"

"I just like being hugged by you." Qiao Muyuan smiled at him and opened his arms.

Under such circumstances, if Ji Changmu could really resist hugging her, he would probably not be a man. He picked her up, clasped her slender waist with both hands, and held the little girl in his arms.

She was petite and felt very comfortable in Ji Changmu's arms, her little head constantly rubbing against his shirt.

She could always find her favorite scent on his body, the scent that made her feel at ease and liked her, which was the unruly little hands rubbing back and forth on his back.

Ji Changmu tried to grab her hand several times, but she was like a kitten and wouldn't let him catch it.

Ji Changmu couldn't bear her teasing, so he grabbed her wrist and warned: "Don't move."

"Stingy bitch, you hurt me."

Ji Changmu liked her drunken look more than usual when she was sober. He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her, holding the back of her head with his big hands.

The curtains in the bedroom were all drawn, and the light was dim and ambiguous.

Not long after, the waiter brought the food, and Ji Changmu put Qiao Muyuan down.

"Come over for dinner."

Qiao Muyuan's body was soft and soft. He reluctantly got up from the sofa and stepped on the carpet wearing soft slippers: "Brother Ji, you can only eat if you hold him."

"..."

Ji Changmu didn't even know she could be so coquettish.

He also didn't coax the coquettish woman, so he brought her chopsticks: "How do you eat while holding her? Do it yourself."

"That's because you are stupid."

"Qiao Muyuan, you are playing with fire."

"Don't you like it? If you don't like it, there will be no next time." She smiled innocently.

She clearly looked like an innocent girl, but her hand movements didn't stop for a moment. As she spoke, she ran to Ji Changmu's side, hooked her hands around his neck and sat on him.

"Qiao Muyuan!" Does she know that he is a normal man?

"I'm hungry... would you like some pork ribs?"

Ji Changmu gave her a piece of pork ribs. Qiao Muyuan bit his chopsticks and ate it, then smiled at him.

Ji Changmu closed his eyes and avoided her sight.

Qiao Muyuan enjoyed the meal, but Ji Changmu had a sullen face and waited until she was done with it before eating some.

Qiao Muyuan felt a little dizzy after being drunk, and fell drunk on the bed, unable to wake up no matter how hard she woke her up. Ji Changmu stopped calling her, and if she woke her up, she didn't know how to torment him.

He went to the bathroom and took a cold shower.

Taking a cold shower in this season was not too cold, but it just couldn't reduce the heat in his body.

When he came out, Qiao Muyuan had already fallen asleep. Ji Changmu sat by the bed and looked at her beautiful face carefully. Time passed so fast, almost in the blink of an eye, Qiao Muyuan grew up into a big girl. The first time he saw her was

I didn't even recognize it with my eyes.

He covered her with a quilt, but before he could take out his hand, the little girl woke up, opened her eyes in a daze, and her voice was as sweet and waxy as ever: "Brother Ji..."

"sleep."

"Let's sleep together." The little girl hugged his arm and pulled him hard, trying to drag him to the bed.

"It's not you who said you won't sleep with me."
Chapter completed!