Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8579 My Little Heart (9)

He shouldn't let her drink too much at night, he really overestimated her drinking capacity.

In the end, it was him who was tossing.

Ji Changmu even coaxed and lied: "Don't move, help you change your clothes."

Qiao Muyuan put his arms around his chest, took a step back, and looked at him warily: "No, you have bad intentions."

"Then you do it yourself." Ji Changmu stood where he was and looked at her.

"Sleep." After finishing speaking, Qiao Muyuan collapsed on the bed from exhaustion, pulling the quilt to cover himself.

Ji Changmu pressed her hand, pulled her up from the bed again, and hugged her horizontally: "Go take a bath."

"Ji Changmu!"

"Ah."

"I'm so tired, I need to sleep."

Ji Changmu ignored her and let Qiao Muyuan move around in his arms, acting coquettishly.

It was another battle of wits and courage. Ji Changmu pressed her into the bathtub, and he was tossed out of water.

Anyway, it's not the first time, Ji Changmu has long been used to it.

After serving the little rich woman, he unbuttoned his shirt.

The shirt was half wet and stuck to his body, making it very uncomfortable. He unbuttoned it one by one.

Qiao Muyuan tossed and turned under the blanket in the pajamas she picked out, muttering to herself while rolling: "Come and sleep with me!"

When Ji Changmu heard it, his face was full of black lines, and he shook his head while holding his forehead.

Qiao Muyuan chattered endlessly, talking to herself, the temperature in the room was high, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were watery.

"Ji Changmu...husband..." She called Ji Changmu again.

She was making trouble all the time, Ji Changmu didn't wash for too long, and simply blow-dried his hair out.

He pressed Qiao Muyuan who was rolling on the bed, got into bed, and held her in his arms.

Touching his chest and smelling the familiar scent on his body, Qiao Muyuan suddenly became quiet, rubbing his small face against his dark gray pajamas, and wrapping his hands around his waist.

"Okay, okay, go to bed quickly, you will feel better when you wake up." Ji Changmu stroked her little head, like smoothing the fur of a kitten.

Qiao Muyuan became quieter and nodded obediently, but she couldn't sleep.

"Husband." She called him.

"Well, I'm here."

"Hold tighter."

Ji Changmu tightened his arms and looked down at the little girl in his arms: "Is it okay now?"

"It's okay." Qiao Muyuan rubbed the pajamas on his chest, with a beautiful expression on his face, looking comfortable.

Ji Changmu pulled up the quilt for fear that she would catch a cold.

If you don't wear good pajamas, you have to wear this short pajamas with suspenders.

Qiao Muyuan couldn't fall asleep anyway: "Husband, tell me."

"What are you talking about?"

"Tell a story."

"..." Ji Changmumo, she still hasn't forgotten about it, "I'll talk about it tomorrow."

"But I can't sleep, why don't you tell me about the past of male college students and rich wives."

"There is no past, and if it is said that Yan Jia made up and lied to you, you will believe it."

"Then make up one for me, and I'll listen to it. I can't fall asleep without a bedtime story."

"Qiao Muyuan, how old are you? Huh?"

"Just listen. If you don't talk, I won't let you sleep tonight."

"Why don't you let me sleep? Qiao Muyuan, I can't cure you anymore? Let's see what time it is?" Ji Changmu fiercely.

Qiao Muyuan raised her big watery eyes, the pupils were filled with mist, she pouted and looked at him, "I'm still young, I can stay up all night without any problem, it's because you are old, you should go to bed early and get up early, don't rely on me."

Ji Changmu was suddenly annoyed by her, and pinched her waist.

(End of this chapter)