Soon, Ji Changmu came out wearing slippers and wiped his head.

Qiao Muyuan waved to him: "Brother Ji, come here and let me blow your hair."

"Don't dare bother me."

"What are you afraid of? It won't blow your head off."

"I'll just wipe it dry."

"Ji Changmu! If you don't come over, I'll be angry!"

"..."

Ji Changmu had no choice but to hand her the hair dryer and sit down on the sofa next to her.

Qiao Muyuan turned on the hair dryer, hot air blew over his head, and her little hands followed his neat and clean short hair.

Ji Changmu's heart beat a lot faster, especially when her little hands accidentally touched his neck and ears.

"Is my hair-drying technique okay? Is it okay?"

"As long as I can remember, you were the first person to blow my hair."

"Really? There is also Teacher Tony."

"I mean, loved ones." Ji Changmu was also speechless towards her, and the perfect atmosphere was completely ruined by her.

Qiao Muyuan smiled. She just said it casually on purpose. Of course she knew what he wanted to express.

This guy has no sense of humor.

Her little hands kept moving around, and soon Ji Changmu stopped letting her blow and confiscated the hair dryer.

"It's not over yet! Ji Changmu!"

Ji Changmu entered the bathroom without looking back and ignored her shouts from behind.

He saw that blowing on his head was a lie, but wanting to take the opportunity to touch him was real.

Qiao Muyuan snorted coldly and continued to drink her red wine.

She sat on the sofa and swayed her calves. She couldn't sit still and liked to chat with Ji Changmu: "Brother Ji, what shower gel did you use? It smells so good. Men should not make themselves smell good. They will attract

Bees attract butterflies."

Ji Changmu ignored her at all.

"Brother Ji, why don't you say anything? Where are you?"

Ji Changmu still ignored her.

"Are you angry? I'm here to save you."

After all, Qiao Muyuan actually rushed into the bathroom, she did it on purpose.

In fact, it was a long night, and if Ji Changmu didn't talk to her, she would suffocate to death.

Ji Changmu was arranging the clothes he had changed when he heard footsteps and knew she was coming.

Before he could sigh, Qiao Muyuan had already hugged his waist: "Why are you ignoring me? Do you have another little goblin?"

"Qiao Muyuan, you are full of energy tonight."

"I slept in the car for so long and you didn't even call me when I got back to Bincheng. You have bad intentions."

"If you can't sleep now, we can do some physical work later."

"You haven't answered me yet, what kind of shower gel did you use? Why doesn't mine smell good?" She even sniffed her arm.

"Qiao Muyuan, I think you deserve a beating tonight."

After saying that, Ji Changmu picked her up and carried her out of the bathroom.

The man threw her on the big bed and pressed her down.

"Wait, why do you always think about these things? I have a stomachache today, so I don't want to."

"Is your period coming?"

"Maybe."

Seeing her aggrieved look, he put his big hand on her belly and rubbed it: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt very much. It doesn't hurt if you talk to me, but it hurts if you don't."

"..."

"Aunt Yang went to the wedding tonight? How was it? Is the bride beautiful?"

"Not pretty."

"You know him?"

"know."

"Old acquaintance?"

"Not familiar."

"I really want to attend a few banquets in Bincheng to hear Ji Changmu's gossip."
Chapter completed!