"Ji Changmu, you are so annoying!"

Qiao Muyuan ran away crying.

As a girl, she was already very proactive, but Ji Changmu was actually indifferent.

Ji Changmu still had the aura of Qiao Muyuan on his body, and the bath just now was in vain.

Ji Changmu opened the window and let the cold wind blow into the bedroom. He smoked a cigarette and the heat on his body dissipated a little.

After returning to China, he rarely smokes, especially these days, he has not smoked one, and today is an exception.

The little girl went back next door, lost her temper with the bedroom decorations, smashed the pillow and two pots of flowers.

Crying in anger!

Qiao Muyuan cried so hard that he couldn't help himself.

He, is he really that bad?

Both Lina and Yuan Qingqing have said before that a man cannot restrain himself when facing a woman he likes, not to mention she is very proactive.

Qiao Muyuan sobbed and his shoulders twitched. If it was really impossible, then her initiative would be a burden in his eyes, right?

Woo hoo, Qiao Muyuan cried louder.

It should be fine with active treatment, right?

Qiao Muyuan's eyes turned red from crying.

…

Early the next morning, Qiao Muyuan thought nothing had happened.

Ji Changmu made a table of breakfast for her, which was rich and delicious. He also ground coffee for her with his own hands. She said yesterday that she wanted to drink coffee.

The little girl was wearing an ankle-length black suspender skirt and a pair of soft lambskin flip-flops. She said hello in a soft voice: "Good morning."

"Well, morning."

She sat opposite him, pretending that nothing had happened, but her throat was hoarse because she cried so much last night.

After sitting down for breakfast, she said: "The studio called me and asked me to go back urgently to deal with some matters. I may return to the capital in the afternoon."

"Afternoon?" Ji Changmu's hand paused and he raised his gaze.

"Well, I've bought the ticket."

"Okay, I may not have time to see you off, I'll let Ayong make arrangements."

"good."

"Next time you come to Qiongzhou, I will accompany you well." Ji Changmu looked calm.

"Ji Changmu..." Qiao Muyuan called his name, and his eyes turned red again, "There is no one else here, only you and me. Look into my eyes and say again, who am I to you?"

She asked him to look into her eyes, and he looked at her seriously, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Girlfriend."

Before she could speak, he added: "Unless you don't want to."

"Come on, I'm not your girlfriend today anyway." She was angry!

"Oh, let's talk about it then."

Qiao Muyuan was actually not very happy in his heart, but when he thought about how pitiful Ji Changmu was, he gradually let go of his unhappiness.

He now has nothing, his career has failed, his legs are disabled, and he may have hidden diseases...

Qiao Muyuan stopped arguing with him and put what happened last night behind him.

After breakfast, Ji Changmu wheeled his wheelchair and came to her, took the initiative to clasp the back of her head and gave her a sweet kiss.

"I have to go to the company. I will go to the capital after finishing a project at hand."

Qiao Muyuan was stunned for a few seconds. Ji Changmu's breath was on her lips, and her ears turned red.

"It won't be long." He added.

"Hmm." Qiao Muyuan nodded, "I understand."

"Well, be good." He stroked her little head.

He left the restaurant, and soon there was the sound of a car engine outside.

Qiao Muyuan still had his breath on his lips, and his heartbeat was very fast.
Chapter completed!