Chapter 8573 My little sweetheart (3)

At a luncheon, Ji Changmu got drunk again by Josnian.

Josnian was drunk himself and let Ye Jiaqi help him upstairs.

Ji Changmu didn't stay long and took the car back home with Qiao Muyuan.

The afternoon sun is just right, the bedroom is filled with warm light, the floor is glowing, and the air is filled with fresh fragrance.

Qiao Muyuan helped Ji Changmu lie down on the bed. Ji Changmu suddenly held her slender wrist and arched his eyebrows: "I'm not drunk, it's okay."

"You're not drunk yet. I see you drank so much."

"Master Qiao also drank a lot."

"I'll draw the curtains and you take a nap, otherwise your head will hurt."

"You sleep with me." He held her hand and refused to let go. His eyes were scorching, and there was a somewhat coquettish red light in his seductive eyes. He looked at Qiao Muyuan, unwilling to look away at all.

He sat on the bed and Qiao Muyuan stood in front of him.

She lowered her head, took out his tie from his vest with her other hand, untied it, threw it aside, and opened the buttons of his vest one by one.

Everything went smoothly and step by step, and her hands slowly went to unbutton his shirt.

Ji Changmu's throat moved, he took her wrist, pressed her on the bed, and covered her up.

A passionate kiss, full of alcohol.

Qiao Muyuan obeyed and raised the corners of his lips: "It seems that he is not drunk and can still recognize me."

"..." Ji Changmu felt that she was taking him for a fool, so he pinched her face and said, "Who else can I recognize you as? There is only one Qiao Muyuan in the world, my little sweetheart."

After that, another passionate kiss fell, but this time it had a hint of punishment.

The curtains were not drawn, so plenty of light filled the entire bedroom.

Qiao Muyuan took a long nap with him.

If he hadn't forgotten to treat Yan Jia to dinner that night, Ji Changmu wouldn't have wanted to get up at all.

It was rare for him to take a peaceful nap.

Ji Changmu Wu was indeed drunk a lot and was almost drunk. He didn't go anywhere in the evening and directly invited Yan Jia and others to his home.

He changed into a set of loose casual clothes, and in the evening, he sat on the sofa by the window of the study and read a book, while waiting for the Yan Jia family to come over.

Qiao Muyuan was in a good mood today and cooked some snacks.

She brought the freshly baked snacks to the study and sat on the sofa with him.

She leaned on his shoulder and read with him. As she watched, her eyes fell on Ji Changmu's face and she began to look at him.

He is more interesting than books and always makes her read endlessly.

For a moment, the study was extremely quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was Ji Changmu turning the pages of a book.

Page by page, time flows from my fingers.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, the sunset glow is clear, and the clouds are clear and shallow.

Qiao Muyuan's body was filled with the pleasant scent of roses. When Ji Changmutu was resting, he would turn his head and kiss her on the lips. At this time, Qiao Muyuan would always look at him tacitly, their eyes meeting each other, and she would smile sweetly.

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There is a big tree outside the window of the study room. When the sun sets in the west, the mottled shadow of the tree just falls on the pages of Ji Changmu's book. The white paper has overlapping light and shadow, and every word is like a jumping elf.

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In the evening, Yan Jia brought his family over.

Ji Changmu picked a few bottles of fine red wine from the wine cellar.

As soon as he opened the cork, Qiao Muyuan held his hand and whispered: "Drink less, you drank a lot in the afternoon."

"Well, I know."

As soon as Yan Jia came in, he saw the two of them whispering.
Chapter completed!