Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8583 Everything is still too late (1)

Early in the morning, when Qiao Muyuan woke up, he didn't touch the man beside him.

She woke up in a daze, looking for him everywhere in her slippers.

"Husband." The little girl hasn't washed yet, her hair is loose on her shoulders, and her voice is soft and sticky with a hangover, "Husband..."

She yelled several times, but the servant heard it and quickly responded, "Mr. Ji is in the kitchen."

"Oh." Qiao Muyuan put on a coat and walked down the stairs with his head hurting a bit, relying on his subconscious mind to support himself to walk.

Walking to the door of the kitchen, Qiao Muyuan saw a man in home clothes making breakfast. The corner of the girl's lips could not help but go up, and she walked over to him and put her arms around his waist from behind.

"Husband, why do you get up so early? I didn't see you when I woke up this morning. I thought you were going out."

"Morning, let's have breakfast later."

It seems that she forgot everything when she woke up, forgot about driving him to the study yesterday?
No amount of alcohol, no alcohol.

"Yeah." Qiao Muyuan nodded obediently, tiptoed to touch his shoulder, she rubbed his neck twice, "I kind of want to drink white pear tea."

"Sober up?"

"woke up."

"Go and change clothes."

"Why don't you call me baby?"

"Baby, go change your clothes."

"Tch." So reluctantly.

Qiao Muyuan kissed him sideways before leaving the kitchen.

When she went upstairs again, she saw that the servant had just come out of the study and picked up cigarette butts from an ashtray.

Qiao Muyuan stood there without moving, wait, last night...she seems to have driven someone into the study to sleep all night?
Qiao Muyuan's head hurts.

Recalling it carefully, it seems that she did do this.

No wonder someone didn't give her a good morning kiss early in the morning, and didn't call her little baby, so he was angry with her.

Qiao Muyuan beckoned the servant to leave the study first, and she walked in lightly.

The window of the study room was open, and there was no smell of smoke in the air. There was a half-read book on the desk.

Qiao Muyuan opened the book, it was a book related to philosophy, good guy, I don't sleep in the middle of the night to study philosophy here.

There is also a thick blanket on the sofa, it seems that someone really slept on the sofa all night yesterday.

Qiao Muyuan thought about it again, why did they quarrel yesterday?
It seems that there is nothing wrong.

Yan Jia's family came to visit last night, and then she drank too much when she was happy, and then... nothing more.

Qiao Muyuan sighed, went back to his room, washed and changed his clothes.

When she went downstairs again and returned to the restaurant, Ji Changmu had already prepared breakfast.

His sleeves were tugged at his elbows, and he hadn't had time to put them down.

"I made a few simple things, and you can see if it suits your appetite. I haven't cooked for many days."

Qiao Muyuan saw the familiar sandwiches, salads, and milk, and she smiled: "When I was studying at Columbia University, you used this breakfast to make me happy."

"You still remember."

"Of course I remember. I will definitely remember how you treated me well. At that time, it was at the door of the 24-hour convenience store near my house. You would drive over early in the morning to deliver breakfast to me."

"I thought you only remembered my shortcomings."

"..." Qiao Muyuan could tell that he was connoting her.

She reflected on it for a while, but she remembered what happened yesterday that drove him to the study, the DS bar.

"Eat it while it's hot, or it will get cold if you don't eat it." Ji Changmu peeled an egg and handed it to her.

"Thank you husband." She took it, her eyes were smiling, shining like stars.

(End of this chapter)