Qiao Muyuan retracted his feet again: "I won't wear them."

"Be obedient and don't catch a cold."

"It's not cold to coax you." Qiao Muyuan patted the seat next to him, "Brother Ji, sit over here. I want to lean on your lap and talk to you."

Ji Changmu did not refuse.

As soon as he sat down, Qiao Muyuan put his little head on his lap.

Ji Changmu lowered his head and ran his slender fingers back and forth through her hair. He gently moved her hair away, and his hands wrapped around her white fingers.

On the balcony, there was brilliant light all over them.

Qiao Muyuan looked at their intertwined hands, his eyebrows curved: "Brother Ji, do you think my hands are beautiful?"

"pretty."

"But there seems to be something wrong with it."

Ji Changmu smiled: "I won't miss you."

One day, he will put a ring on her.

The fur ball jumped from the ground onto Qiao Muyuan's belly and stepped on it twice. Its big round eyes were very cute.

Qiao Muyuan was made to giggle and it was very itchy.

Ji Changmu felt that the cat was lawless, so he reached out to catch it and threw it off the sofa.

Qiao Muyuan took a novel magazine from the coffee table to Ji Changmu. He lay on the sofa with his little head on his lap: "Brother Ji, read a story to me."

Ji Changmu was not busy in the afternoon, so he opened a magazine and read a short story to her.

Qiao Muyuan closed his eyes as he listened, immersed in his pleasant voice, and fell asleep.

After reading the story, Ji Changmu did not disturb her, covered her with a blanket and let her sleep soundly on his legs.

He also leaned on the sofa to rest for a long time, holding Qiao Muyuan in one arm.

The sunlight slanted through the transparent glass window and shone on the sofa and floor. The green plants were in fresh colors. Qiao Muyuan and Ji Changmu were leaning against each other on the sofa.

…

When Ji Changmu was in the capital, Qiao Muyuan did not keep a low profile and took him out to eat and play.

She no longer worries about the Qiao family because her brother already knows about Ji Changmu's existence.

As for dad, it will happen sooner or later.

That night, they took a bath in the hot spring pool together.

It was getting late. After returning to Huanhua, Ji Changmu soaked himself in the bathtub.

Qiao Muyuan took a shower and came to Ji Changmu's room. She wore a loose white lace nightgown, barefoot, and her semi-dry long hair was randomly tied into a bun. A few strands of hair fell on her ears.

.

She stood barefoot at the door of the bathroom, biting her red lips.

The white, clean and warm little hand was placed on the cold door handle.

I pushed it, but there was no movement.

It's locked.

This man... why should he lock the door when he takes a bath alone?

Ji Changmu was on high alert. When he heard the noise, he opened his eyes while soaking in hot water: "Qiao Muyuan?"

"Um."

"What's the matter?"

"When will you finish washing? I've already finished washing."

"Just wait ten more minutes!"

"Well, okay."

Hearing Qiao Muyuan's hesitant voice, Ji Changmu couldn't help but ask: "What's the matter?"

Qiao Muyuan said nothing, his face turned red.

Although Ji Changmu was puzzled, he didn't ask and quickly got out of the bathtub.

After drying his hair a little, he wrapped himself in a white bathrobe.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Muyuan was still there.

The moment she saw him coming out, Qiao Muyuan rushed towards him to kiss him, and used her small hands to untie the straps of his bathrobe.

Her eyes were filled with confusion and lust, and she smelled a bit of red wine.
Chapter completed!