Seeing that Ji Changmu's reaction was very slow, Qiao Muyuan took back his hand and sighed: "Oh, I almost forgot, some people don't like me acting coquettishly with him."

Ji Changmu couldn't hear what he said. He bent down and picked her up from the recliner: "No, you can act like a baby with me. Yesterday's words were all angry."

"I can't always bear the angry words you say in a hurry."

"Well..." Ji Changmu looked down at her big, watery eyes like a deer, "Then you can punish me."

"It depends on your performance. I made an appointment with Yuan Qingqing and the others tonight. Didn't you say that you want to win the money back for me? If you win, I will forgive you."

Ji Changmu smiled, Qiao Muyuan made it clear that he should step down.

It is not easy to win over Yuan Qingqing and the others.

Ji Changmu carried her into the bedroom. He opened the wardrobe and asked, "Which dress do you want to wear? Do you like this white dress?"

"Surely it's true that straight men have a straight aesthetic. Isn't it good to see red and green?"

"..."

Qiao Muyuan was sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, eyes raised, and sitting in a lazy posture.

Ji Changmu finally chose a simple white dress for her.

He took the skirt and walked to the sofa: "Are you sure you want me to do it?"

"Try it." Qiao Muyuan raised her little face and looked at him with a smile, "I helped you take a bath last night when you were drunk."

"..." Ji Changmu put down her skirt and suddenly leaned over, stroking her cheek with his fingers, "I have to take off my clothes anyway, why not do something else first."

"Ji Changmu!" Before Qiao Muyuan could react, he had already carried her to the bed.

It was broad daylight and the curtains were not even closed.

Qiao Muyuan fluttered like a little duck, and his nightgown slipped off his shoulders.

Ji Changmu turned the curtain button, and the bedroom soon fell into darkness.

…

Qiao Muyuan felt that Ji Changmu was a beast. He hadn't seen him for more than two months, and it seemed that he wanted to get his capital back with profits in the past two days.

In the afternoon, I was tossing her endlessly, and seemed to have endless energy.

When he was in high spirits, he liked to hold her waist and call her name in her ear, A Yuan, A Yuan, but what he liked even more was to listen to Qiao Muyuan's soft and waxy voice calling him "husband" over and over again.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Yuan Qingqing came over with a group of people.

As soon as she entered the living room, Yuan Qingqing threw down the small black handbag in her hand and sat on the sofa: "Miss Qiao, your villa is too clean. I'm afraid there is no atmosphere. Do you want to invite the two little brothers to come over and sing?"

"Don't." Qiao Muyuan stopped her, "You must not."

"Why?"

"My little brother doesn't like it."

"Oh! Yes, you said you brought your little brother to play cards with us. Where is he? Let us see how handsome he is."

"Don't worry yet, he is changing clothes in the bedroom upstairs, and I will get you some wine."

"Bedroom? Change clothes?" Yuan Qingqing smiled, "Your bedroom?"

"Hehe." Qiao Muyuan looked as shy as a little woman and nodded without denying it.

"Oh, Miss Qiao, I can't tell that you are not a serious person." Yuan Qingqing thought Qiao Muyuan was different from them, "What's going on? Have you been living in Huanhua these two days?

"

"oops……"

"Yo yo yo, it turns out you are the hidden beauty of the Golden House!"

Qiao Muyuan pretended to be shy: "Shh."
Chapter completed!