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Chapter 8984 red cherry, green plantain (3)

"Where do you want to take me?"

"bar?"

"I won't go. I'm too old and I don't want to go."

"Are you saying you are old in front of me?"

Qiao Muyuan smiled brightly, turned around and hooked his neck, looking at him: "I want to spend New Year's Eve alone with you."

"That's fine." Ji Changmu was happy.

"Are you ready for the red envelope? Don't forget it."

"In which year did you lose your red envelope?"

They stood side by side on the balcony, looking out the window at the smoke and smoke.

The lights are bright, and the flashing neon lights are like stars in the night sky, confusing and extremely beautiful.

The long street is like a dragon and the traffic is weaving.

When he got tired of watching, Qiao Muyuan would turn his head and kiss him on the lips.

Taking advantage of the situation, he would put his arms around her waist and kiss her.

The night was enchanting and the evening breeze was blowing. This New Year's Eve belonged to the two of them alone.



Early the next morning, Ji Changmu was not in a hurry to take her home and let her sleep for a while.

Ji Changmu sat on the bed and turned on his phone. The loose silk nightgown fell lazily on his body. He raised his hand to slide the tablet and replied to some New Year messages.

The most annoying person was Yan Jia, who directly sent him a family photo of a family of four.

Ji Changmu:?

Yan Jia: Happy New Year, Lao Ji. Where are you? I'm in Lancheng.

Ji Changmu: Have you returned to China? When did you come back?

Yan Jia: I just landed two days ago.

Ji Changmu: I'm in Bincheng.

Yan Jia: That’s just right. It’s close. Come and sit some other time. Do you recognize Jiangshan Garden?

Ji Changmu:......

Ji Changmu enlarged the photo and looked at it. The photo was taken very formally, as if it was specially taken in a photo studio. It stands to reason that there is more than one set.

In the photo, Lin Zhi is sitting on a chair, holding newborn Xiaomi in her arms. Yan Jia and Zhouzhou stand on each side, like Lin Zhi and Xiaomi's bodyguards.

Xiaomi has grown, her eyes are big and round, she looks like she is smiling, and her facial features are very delicate.

Yan Jia: Why did you go back to Bincheng? Didn't you go to the capital?

Ji Changmu: We were in the capital on Mu Yuan’s birthday.

Yan Jia: Oh!

Ji Changmu: Have you met Yan Feng and Yan Songyuan when you went back?

After a while, Yan Jia said a few words: I plan to meet my brother later.

Ji Changmu: You should meet him.

Yan Jia: I know.

Ji Changmu: Yeah.

Yan Jia: Remember to tell me in advance when you come to Lancheng, and I will pick you up.

Ji Changmu: It depends on the situation. If Mu Yuan knows that Xiaomi is in Lancheng, he will definitely go.

Yan Jia: I said Lao Ji, don’t you want children? I think Miss Qiao likes children very much.

Ji Changmu: I haven’t held the wedding yet, so I don’t think about the children, otherwise I won’t be able to wear the wedding dress.

Yan Jia felt a little relieved: I thought you would never consider your children.

Ji Changmu: It’s not like I haven’t thought about it this way. Giving birth to a child would be too harmful to her, and she is still young.

Yan Jia: Yes, giving birth is very harmful to a woman's body, but... this is a big deal, and you have to discuss it with her.

Ji Changmu: You don’t need to tell me.

Yan Jia:......

Yan Jia knew that this man's arrogance was rising again.

He was going to see Yan Feng later, so he didn’t chat too much with Ji Changmu and logged off after saying another sentence——

Yan Jia: Two children, two red envelopes.

Ji Changmu:......

Yan Jia went offline, and Ji Changmu also put down his tablet and turned to look at Qiao Muyuan, who was still sleeping soundly on the pillow.

In his sleep, Qiao Muyuan was peaceful, sleeping in a regular posture, hugging the quilt, with his long black hair scattered on his shoulders.

He raised his hand to lift the earbuds for her without disturbing her.
Chapter completed!
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