Her feet were bare and cold.

After only a minute or two on his back, she moved around coquettishly and said coquettishly: "My feet are cold, very cold."

"Bear it."

"I can't bear it, there's still a long way to go." Qiao Muyuan refused, "It's cold, it's cold!"

"It's quite loud to yell at me, but why don't you yell at Chen Han?"

"Do you care? If you don't care, I will leave on my own."

"Qiao Muyuan, I really owe you." Ji Changmu stopped and said, "I will hug you, and you put your feet in my arms."

Qiao Muyuan thinks it's okay.

Ji Changmu changed his posture.

Qiao Muyuan hooked his arm around his neck. Although he didn't really want to look at him, he couldn't avoid it when he was face to face.

She knew that Ji Changmu had mysophobia, but she didn't expect that he didn't seem to react when she put her band-aided foot in his arms. It was very warm in his coat, really warm.

Qiao Muyuan's little feet became even more restless, soft and soft, touching his waist again and again.

Finally, I found the warmest place in his waist, put my little feet on it, and stopped moving.

Somewhat comfortable.

She was satisfied.

Passing by an artificial lake, Ji Changmu felt hot all over. He lowered his head and looked at Qiao Muyuan, who was feeling at ease in his arms: "Sometimes I really want to throw you into the water."

"If you don't throw it away, you're not a man. Just throw it away."

"Fairy." Ji Changmu scolded her.

"Why are you so mean? Ji Changmu, if you don't throw me away, you won't be a man. Throw me away quickly." Qiao Muyuan competed with him and glared at him.

"Qiao Muyuan." Ji Changmu lowered his head and looked at the attractive little girl in his arms, "Move your left foot three inches to the right and you will know whether I am a man."

After saying that, Ji Changmu looked straight ahead and walked around the artificial lake.

Qiao Muyuan's heart skipped a beat. Three seconds later, after understanding what he said, his face flushed as red as a boiled shrimp. It was hot and hot. The blood in his body was flowing rapidly and his heart was beating hard.

Does he want to be shameless?

As soon as he said this, Qiao Muyuan's little feet didn't move, and he didn't dare to put them randomly anymore, for fear of putting them in places they shouldn't be.

The little goblin in my arms finally calmed down.

From a distance, Qiao Muyuan saw her small villa.

She was afraid that people would see her, so she lowered her voice when there was still a way to go: "Let me down, I can go by myself."

"I'll explain it to you, Uncle Tao."

"No need, put me down."

Ji Changmu persisted and did not let go.

Qiao Muyuan's cheeks were red and her hands were still around his neck.

"Ji Changmu! You took advantage of me! You took advantage of me!"

"Who took advantage of whom?" Ji Changmu suddenly stopped leaving and looked down at Qiao Muyuan in his arms, "Let's make it clear."

"..." Didn't he take advantage of her?

Qiao Muyuan closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

But I was wondering in my heart how to explain it to Uncle Tao later.

Ji Changmu really had no way to do anything with her. He carried her through the bleak night, walking on the clear frost illuminated by the bright moon, all the way to the familiar light.

The iron door is locked.

Ji Changmu rang the doorbell, and Tao Wenxing saw the eldest lady's teacher, Mr. Boris, through the window.

At first, he was surprised as to why Mr. Boris was here so late. When he looked closer, he realized that their eldest daughter was in Mr. Boris's arms, seemingly... asleep.

Tao Wenxing went over and opened the door.

Ji Changmu calmly handed Qiao Muyuan in his arms to Tao Wenxing: "Hello, I happened to meet Janna at Columbia University in the evening and sent her back, but I just got off the bus and left her shoes and bag behind.
Chapter completed!