Qiao Muyuan held her cell phone and chatted a lot with Yang Shuzheng. Most of the time she was praising Ji Changmu and praising him for being different from before.

Finally, she brought up the idea of ​​returning to Bincheng with Ji Changmu in a few days. Yang Shuzheng was even more happy, with tears filling her eyes.

She is not a person who is easily sentimental, but Qiao Muyuan and Ji Changmu have not been together for a long time and returned to Bincheng. She once thought that they had a marriage affair.

Ji Changmu confiscated all her newspapers, but with the media being so sophisticated nowadays, she could always hear some rumors.

Last year, many people said that Ji Changmu and Qiao Muyuan divorced.

The bosses in Bincheng who had asked for help from Ji Changmu but were rejected even pretended to be watching the show.

She didn't ask anything, but she knew that once Qiao Muyuan really wanted to divorce Ji Changmu, it would be difficult to heal the broken mirror.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Muyuan lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

Haven't been back for a long time.

She closed her eyes and listened to the chirping of cicadas outside the window, which was a unique beauty of summer.

The light of the setting sun passes through the glass, and the orange light spreads on the green trees and the ground. The leaves sway in the wind, the days are long, and the afterglow fills the sky.

Before the sun set, Qiao Muyuan got out of bed.

She walked quietly to the kitchen door.

However, as soon as she arrived at the door, she was spotted by Ji Changmu. He was chopping vegetables and turned to look at her: "Are you hungry? There are freshly cut fruits on the plate and freshly baked blueberry egg tarts in the oven. OK?

Have a taste.”

"I'm not hungry." She jumped up to him, hugged his strong waist from behind, and squeezed his abdominal muscles through his white shirt.

The man's sleeves were half rolled up and he kept working: "Qiao Muyuan, if you make trouble again, dinner will be delayed."

"Supper is late, so I'll eat you."

She rubbed her little face against his arm, then lay on his back, like a kitten that was deeply attached to him and couldn't even drive him away.

"It seems that the energy is very good, why don't we do something more fun?" He put down the kitchen knife in his hand, fearing to hurt her.

"What?"

He turned around, pulled her to him, and grabbed her two little hands that were moving around.

The man lowered his head and said in her ear: "Of course... I'll teach you how to cook."

"Don't...don't...help...don't do it..."

"Are you still causing trouble?"

"No, please forgive me, I'm leaving."

Only then did Ji Changmu let go of his hand.

Qiao Muyuan got out from under his arm, and she went to get an egg tart from the oven to eat.

She didn't go far, leaning against the door frame and watching Ji Changmu cook for her.

The kitchen is very large, with green trees outside the transparent fan-shaped glass window. The lush greenery is reflected in the kitchen through the glass. The tall Ji Changmu stood in front of the island, his head lowered, his long eyelashes lowered, his face focused and focused.

serious.

He cut the vegetables without saying a word, as if nothing in the world around him could disturb him.

Qiao Muyuan stopped disturbing him and stood aside to watch quietly.

The scene in front of her was as beautiful as a painting, with her sweetheart in the painting.

Ji Changmu will be very serious no matter what he does, and he treats things and people like this.

She was fascinated by his serious look. She was deeply infatuated with him. Her heart was pounding wildly, and her girlish feelings never diminished.

The kitchen is full of aroma.

When the night fell and the last ray of light disappeared from the sky, the servants brought all the dishes into the restaurant.
Chapter completed!