Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8573 My Little Heart (3)

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

Josnian himself was also drunk, so he let Ye Jiaqi help him upstairs.

Ji Changmu didn't stay long, and returned home by car with Qiao Muyuan.

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

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

"Not drunk yet, I see you drank so much."

"Master Qiao also drank a lot."

"I'm going to draw the curtains, you take a nap, or your head will hurt."

"You sleep with me." He held her hand and refused to let go, his eyes were burning, and there was a bit of coquettish red light in his seductive eyes, looking at Qiao Muyuan, he was unwilling to look away at all.

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

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

Everything was logical and step-by-step, and her hands slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

Ji Changmu's throat twitched, he pulled her wrist, pressed her on the bed, and covered her body.

A passionate kiss, with a strong taste of wine.

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

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

After all, another fiery kiss fell, but this time with a hint of punishment.

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

Qiao Muyuan took a long nap with him.

If it wasn't for forgetting to invite Yan Jia to dinner at night, Ji Changmu wouldn't want to get up at all.

It was rare for him to take a peaceful nap.

Ji Changmu was indeed drunk a lot at noon, and he was almost drunk. He didn't go anywhere at night, and directly invited Yan Jia and the others to come to his house.

He changed into a set of loose casual clothes, and in the evening, while sitting on the sofa by the window in the study, reading a book, he waited for Yan Jia's family to come over.

Qiao Muyuan was in a good mood today, so he cooked some snacks.

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

She leaned against his shoulder and read a book with him, watching, her gaze fell on Ji Changmu's face, and she began to look at him.

He is more beautiful than the book, and she never tires of reading it.

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

Page by page, time slips through the fingers.

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

Qiao Muyuan's body smelled of roses, Ji Changmu would turn his head and kiss her on the lips when he was taking a break, and at such times, Qiao Muyuan would always look at him tacitly, her eyes met, and she smiled sweetly .

There was a big tree outside the window of the study room. When the sun slanted to the west, the mottled shadow of the tree happened to fall on the pages of Ji Changmu's book. There were overlapping light and shadows on the white paper, and every word was like a jumping elf.

……

In the evening, Yan Jia brought his family over.

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

Just after opening the cork, Qiao Muyuan pressed his hand and said in a low voice, "Drink less, you drank a lot at noon."

"Ok, I know."

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

(End of this chapter)