Tao Wenxing went into the kitchen without disturbing them.

For a moment, there were only two people in the living room, Ji Changmu and Qiao Muyuan.

"Did Zhixing go to the airport?" Ji Changmu asked.

"None of your business." Qiao Muyuan walked to the restaurant without looking back.

Ji Changmu followed him. He placed the handbag on the table, carefully untied it, and took out the thermos box: "I brought some more, I thought Zhixing hadn't left yet. There are crab roe shaomai, wagyu pot stickers, steamed buns, and

The cloud leg meat floss rolls were all made by me when I got up early in the morning. It tastes like Bincheng, and I don’t know if you are used to it or not."

The bag had just been opened and the aroma was fragrant.

Qiao Muyuan didn't pay attention to the breakfast. She sat on her chair and stared straight at the man in front of her.

The man's fingers were slender, with clear joints, fair and clean, and he took out the thermos box.

He is very serious, his face is as gentle as jade, his angular lines are smoothed by the lights of the restaurant, and his every move exudes elegance and nobility.

After a while, Ji Changmu noticed her direct gaze, stopped moving, and curled up the corners of his lips: "Are you looking at me?"

"Mr. Ji seems to know how to please girls." Qiao Muyuan said bluntly, "Since you know so much, what else do you need from me to teach you?"

"If I really understood, I wouldn't have prevented you from taking a bite of the breakfast I made for so many days." Ji Changmu's voice was mixed with a sigh, "Actually, every day's breakfast is different, and you might not have even looked at it.

."

He finally took out all the thermos boxes.

It was hot in the room, so he took off his windbreaker and hung it on his arm, standing by the dining table.

Qiao Muyuan was a little dazed for a moment. She could not connect the man standing in front of her alive with the man she saw on the surveillance video yesterday. She had been thinking about a question last night. If that day, Ji

Chang Mu really had to shoot.

After some sleep, she felt better now, but Ji Changmu came to provoke her early in the morning.

Ji Changmu saw that she was still looking at him, puzzled, and frowned slightly: "Why don't you speak? What's on my face?"

"Ji Changmu, do you plan to keep doing this?"

"Can I sit down and have breakfast? With you." He did not answer her question immediately.

This time, Qiao Muyuan remained silent.

Every time she wanted to show off to him, Ji Changmu in that video would appear in her mind.

Ji Changmu hung his coat on the hanger and sat down opposite her.

The maid brought some snacks, fruits and milk.

Ji Changmu asked for a glass of the same milk as Qiao Muyuan.

"A-Yuan, my plan... is actually very simple. I will stay with you in London for two years. If you return to China after two years, I will go back with you. If you want to stay in the UK, I will stay too."

"Do I want you to accompany me?"

"Don't worry, it won't cause you any trouble."

Qiao Muyuan was a little angry because she and Ji Changmu were never on the same channel when talking.

She was hungry, so she picked up her chopsticks and fiddled with the crab roe shaomai he brought, and took a bite.

The crab roe is fresh but not fishy. When you bite it, it is full of fresh crab flavor. All the best ingredients are used.

This time, it was Ji Changmu who was staring at her, with the corners of his lips raised and an undetectable luster in his eyes.

Halfway through eating, Qiao Muyuan stopped his chopsticks and said, "Don't look at me."

"Oh, okay." Ji Changmu ate a small snack.

The light in the restaurant is very good, the atmosphere is peaceful, and there is light rain outside the window.
Chapter completed!