Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8370 Legal cohabitation (8)

A group of people had to sing after dinner, and they dispersed until the early hours of the morning.

Ji Changmu helped the drunk Qiao Muyuan back to the bedroom.

He supported her with one hand, pushed open the door with the other, and led her to the sink.

He turned on the faucet, took out the towel and wiped her face with a stern voice: "Qiao Muyuan, you have to drink if you don't have enough alcohol. These days when I'm not in the capital, do you go out to drink every day? Huh?"

"There's nothing, there's nothing... don't talk nonsense." Qiao Muyuan was lying on the side of the pool, confused, his eyes were dazed, and there was a hazy mist in his eyes, "Brother Ji... I seem to be a little uncomfortable, and my stomach hurts. ."

"It's no wonder that it's not uncomfortable. It's not a virtue to drink too much, but I still like to drink it."

"I'm still young, what's wrong with drinking... You're so stingy, you're jealous of me."

"I envy you?"

"En." Qiao Muyuan nodded vigorously.

"What am I jealous of you?"

"You are jealous that I have many friends, good relationships with my classmates, and good relationship, right?" She laughed, her eyes full of crescent moons, "However, my friends are also your friends, so don't be so stingy... Good people... they've been my classmates for many years..."

"I have no interest in your classmates."

"Oh!" Qiao Muyuan rolled his eyes, "Is there a generation gap."

"Don't move, I'll wash your face."

"Not moving."

Qiao Muyuan stood up obediently and faced him face to face.

Ji Changmu dipped a towel in hot water, twisted it, and carefully wiped her face, from forehead to chin, turning the little cat into a clean little white cat.

Qiao Muyuan looked at him with a pair of innocent and innocent eyes, staring intently, tracing the outline of his face and facial features.

She reached out and hooked his neck, blowing in his ear, biting his earlobe: "Brother Ji...you look good."

"Don't make trouble, I'll wash your hair." Ji Changmu took off her headband, the little girl's jet-black hair was scattered on her fair and round shoulders, and the waterfall-like black made her skin like snow.

Ji Changmu's throat moved.

However, Qiao Muyuan's little hand moved erratically, hooking his neck for a while, and then sticking into his shirt again.

"Qiao Muyuan, stand still and don't move."

"Then move." She looked at him innocently.

"I'll give you a bath first. You're very drunk tonight, and you can drink like this every three days. Can you stomach it? The girls don't drink too much, it's not good for your health, do you hear? Let's not take this as an example."

"Why are you like my dad?"

"I'll be stricter than your dad."

Ji Changmu picked her up and walked towards the bathtub.

"Ji Changmu, why don't you go out? I can take a bath by myself... I'm not drunk... I'm not drunk... Go to bed and wait for me, warm the bed and wait for me... You go out..." The little girl stared at me His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were hazy.

"I said, it's not an example, do you hear?"

"The bastard recites the scriptures, don't listen, don't listen." Qiao Muyuan covered his ears and closed his eyes, standing in the bathtub and jumping twice.

Ji Changmu held her up, it was really desperate, didn't he know the bathtub was slippery?

He took off her clothes desperately, put hot water in the bathtub, and pressed her into the bathtub.

He was sweating profusely.

The man pulled up the sleeves of his white shirt, his brows furrowed, and his clothes were covered in water.

He washed her hair first, and her body was covered in water stains and foam, but Qiao Muyuan made a fuss and reached out and dragged him into the bathtub.

(End of this chapter)