Qiao Zhixing is tall, young and handsome. He wears a white shirt and stands out in the crowd.

Yuan Qingqing drank the red wine in her hand and said with a smile: "Qiao Zhixing is really handsome. He looks like Mr. Qiao, but his personality is different. If I were a few years younger, I would chase him too."

"Qingqing, you have watched Qiao Zhixing grow up, don't you know him well? He seems to be easy to get along with, polite to everyone, but in fact no one can get close to his heart."

"Yes, I heard that he is also very polite to the little girls who chase him. He never hurts others' feelings. He is even a gentleman when rejecting others."

Can Qiao Muyuan still not understand her brother? He looks like a little sun, but when you get closer, you will find that he is a small ice cube.

While chatting, Qiao Muyuan felt uncomfortable in his stomach and couldn't stand for a long time.

Beads of sweat broke out on her forehead.

She found a shady place and sat down, feeling a little dizzy.

The bridesmaid handed her a bottle of water: "Mu Yuan, would you like to go into the lounge and take a rest? It's starting to get hot outside."

At noon, a heat wave hit, and the air was filled with sultry breath.

Qiao Muyuan's heartbeat was faster than usual. She nodded and followed the bridesmaid back to the lounge.

She felt a little weak, but fortunately there was air conditioning in the lounge, so she sat on the sofa and ate some fruit.

Opening the curtains, she could still see everything on the lawn outside from the window.

Qiao Muyuan held her chin, her eyes almost falling on Ji Changmu, the corners of her lips raised, and a feeling of sweetness flowed in her heart.

In Qiongzhou in summer, the breeze blows and the eyes are filled with green colors.

The cool breeze in the rest room was very comfortable. Soon, Qiao Muyuan felt sleepy and fell asleep on the table.

She had a long dream, dreaming about Ji Changmu helping her with her homework in the study room in the south building when she was a child.

"Qiao Muyuan, I'll give you another chance to do this math problem again."

"I can't do it." She blinked her big purple grape eyes, looked at him innocently, and shook her head, "I can't do it."

"How many times have I taught you this?"

“If you can’t do it, you just can’t do it.”

"I'll teach you one more time. If you don't know it again, I don't think even gods can teach you." After that, Ji Changmu said coldly, "You're terribly stupid."

"You said little Yuzu is stupid!"

"Can't tell?"

"I need to tell mom!"

"Okay, you can go ahead and sue. It just so happens that I don't want to teach you anymore." Ji Changmu closed his book, made a stern face, packed up his things and left, "No one can teach an idiot."

He stood up and left.

Qiao Muyuan grabbed the corner of his clothes and looked up at him pitifully with her pink and beautiful face: "Teacher Ji won't leave."

He didn't listen, pulled her little hand away, and still wanted to leave.

"Teacher Ji won't leave, little Yuzi will listen to the class obediently." Qiao Muyuan burst into tears.

But Ji Changmu was cruel and turned around, closing the study door and leaving the south building.

"Teacher Ji won't leave...little Youzi will be obedient...little Youzi will do her homework well..."

"Qiao Muyuan."

A low voice sounded in Qiao Muyuan's ears.

Ji Changmu, wearing a white shirt, stood beside her.

"Huh?" Qiao Muyuan rubbed his eyes and looked around.

This is neither the south building nor the study room, it is Qiongzhou, her wedding to Ji Changmu.

She seemed to have had a dream just now, a dream from her childhood.

The person in front of her was still the person who made her sad, but now, he looked at her with a smile and his eyes were gentle: "What did you dream about just now?"

"I fell asleep?"
Chapter completed!