Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6703 peach-flavored lipstick (7)

Ji Changmu and the old professor got along very well, and the two sat and chatted for a while. Ji Changmu asked Qiao Muyuan to go to the classroom first.

Qiao Muyuan peeked at him before leaving, and the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably.

There are four classes in the morning, and the schedule is full.

She didn't know when Ji Changmu left Columbia University.

But at about 11:30, Ji Changmu sent her a message: Come to the apartment for lunch at noon.

Qiao Muyuan: Are you there?
Ji Changmu: Yes.

Qiao Muyuan: Then wait for me.

Ji Changmu: Yes.

Qiao Muyuan: Is it settled?Did the old professor speak ill of me?

Ji Changmu: Do you dare to sleep in class in the future?
Qiao Muyuan: o(╥﹏╥)o
Ji Changmu: ...

Forget it.

There was no reason to tell her.

In the future, I'm afraid she will have to take care of these trivial matters for her. What she fears most is that Tao Wenxing and the Beijing family will find out.

Columbia University is not far from Ji Changmu's small apartment, and Qiao Muyuan arrived there in about 10 minutes by taxi.

Ji Changmu didn't have time to cook today, so he ordered a table of dishes at a five-star restaurant. Even if it was an ordinary lunch, it was very ceremonial.

She didn't bother to get the keys and rang the doorbell.

Ji Changmu opened the door for her, and as soon as she saw him, she jumped up and down with her arms around his arm: "Professor, you are the best, thank you today, I let you spend the money."

"Why don't you call me brother now?"

"Brother, brother, you can call him whatever you want."

Ji Changmu raised his eyebrows slightly, and stooped down to get her a pair of slippers from the shoe rack without compromising.

The little girl called him "Brother" tenderly and tenderly, and he was really flexible.

Qiao Muyuan put on the pink rabbit slippers he bought, and chattered non-stop: "Brother, why are you free to come to the apartment for dinner today?"

"Aren't today's plans disrupted by you?"

"Oh! Then I will make it up to you. You can say anything I can do, and I will make it up to you today."

"Press my shoulders for me."

"I will do this!"

Ji Changmu sat down on the sofa. The soundproofing effect of the apartment was excellent, and he couldn't hear the noise outside the window. Only the breeze blew through the orchids and green radishes on the balcony, and his eyes were full of spring.

Qiao Muyuan pressed his shoulders for him, and his weak and boneless little hands fell on his broad shoulders lightly and comfortably, very comfortable.

Ji Changmu closed his eyes and enjoyed.

I don't know if it was intentional, but when I pressed and pressed, the little girl lowered her head, her lips were close to his cheeks and neck, and the sweet breath with the smell of peaches fell on Ji Changmu's neck, like the most delicate breath. The electric current made Ji Changmu feel bad all over, his brows were frowned, but he didn't stop.

She likes to be near him...

He always has her favorite smell, that clean, ebony low-key soothing breath, especially the shirt collar, which has a strong smell.

Several times, the little hands were a little disobedient.

When they got close, Ji Changmu suddenly opened his eyes.

The little girl was startled, feeling like she was caught doing something bad, she looked away as if nothing happened.

"Okay, let's eat." Ji Changmu refused to let her press it, and if he pressed it again, he would not eat this meal either.

"My technique...is it alright? Only my parents can enjoy it."

"Row."

At this age, Qiao Muyuan likes hearing praise the most, so she happily followed Ji Changmu to the restaurant for lunch.

With Qiao Muyuan in the place, there will be no silence, and the atmosphere will always be active, even if Ji Changmu is not very talkative.

(End of this chapter)