"What are those lectures by Lao Shizi? Can I go back now? I want to go back now."

"No." Ji Changmu rejected her, "Work with peace of mind, I can't run away."

"Then I'll go back at noon."

"Um."

Qiao Muyuan is not in a hurry, he is back!

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Muyuan took seconds like a year. When it was time to get off work, she took her car keys and ran downstairs quickly.

She drove back to Huanhua by herself.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Ji Changmu's car parked in the yard.

What surprised her even more was that Ji Changmu had made a table of dishes and was waiting for her to come back.

He was wearing a plain white and clean shirt, with the cuffs slightly rolled up, and he was sitting on the sofa in the living room playing with his fur ball.

Qiao Muyuan didn't even change her slippers and ran towards his arms.

The furball was scared away by her.

She threw herself into Ji Changmu's chest, put her arms around his waist, and touched the warmth of his body, her eyes filled with tears.

Only by truly holding him could she feel at ease.

Although I dream about him every night, he in the dream is not the real him.

"Ji Changmu, do you miss me?" She raised her chin and raised her little face at a 45° angle, her eyes full of love.

Ji Changmu's big hand covered her fluffy hair, rubbed it twice gently, and said hoarsely: "I want to."

His eyes were full of burning desire, love and longing.

Qiao Muyuan leaned forward, and she kissed his chin. Her lips, which smelled like peach lipstick, slowly moved up, tossing and turning on his thin lips.

Her skills were crude and clumsy, but Ji Changmu was still aroused by her and had a strong desire.

Not long after, the man's warm hands pressed the back of her head, and he kissed her.

The love was so deep that Qiao Muyuan was out of breath, so she put her hands on his shoulders to gain strength.

The little girl's face was red, and Ji Changmu's ears were also very red.

A passionate kiss, full of affection.

After touching her for about ten minutes, Ji Changmu let her go.

The little girl lay on his chest, holding his shirt tightly with her little hands. She was speechless. After a long time, she murmured: "Brother Ji..."

"Eat first," he said.

"good……"

There were only two of them in the restaurant, and the dishes on the table were all prepared by Ji Changmu.

"I was short of time in the morning, so I only made these. They should all be your favorites."

Qiao Muyuan smiled sweetly and looked at him with admiration: "Brother Ji, from now on you can only cook for me."

"No one can control me except you."

Qiao Muyuan picked up the vegetables and ate them. It was her favorite and most familiar taste, exquisite and delicious.

The restaurant with just the two of them was warm and ordinary, and time flowed quietly.

The moment Qiao Muyuan saw him, all her grievances, sadness, and depression disappeared. Her brother said that there was no cure for her, but Ji Changmu was her good medicine.

Qiao Muyuan did not mention her brother throughout the whole process, and only talked about some happy things with Ji Changmu.

"Brother Ji, would you like to go out to watch a movie together tonight? I'll ask you out."

"Okay, are there any good movies to watch recently?"

"Let me take a look." Qiao Muyuan rarely goes to the cinema, but she wanted to go with Ji Changmu. She turned to a movie that was just released yesterday, "Brother Ji, do you want to watch this? The heroine seems to be the same as when I was in high school.

Where is my classmate! Later he was admitted to the film school."

"You pick."

"Then this is it. The rating is pretty good. It should look good."
Chapter completed!