Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8801 In the winter morning, the streamer is quiet (9)

Qiao Muyuan leaned forward and backward with a smile, this is actually Ji Changmu!
This is really Ji Changmu!

Qiao Muyuan held the photo and couldn't help kissing her twice. This little baby is too cute, he doesn't look like Ji Changmu.

"It was about ten months when Changmu was able to crawl. That day he was crawling around on the bed, and his father took a random photo." Yang Shuzheng has a deep memory.

"Why is there such a cute baby, cuter than Zhibao?"

"If you like this photo, take it back, I only found this one, or you can try to see more photos from Chang Mu."

"He won't show it to me." Qiao Muyuan stared at the photo and couldn't put it down.

She remembered what she wanted to say before, and asked Yang Shuzheng: "Mom, if Brother Ji and I have a baby in the future, do you think it will be more like Brother Ji, or like me?"

When she asked this suddenly, Yang Shuzheng was taken aback.

She always thought that Qiao Muyuan was young and might not want children very much.

"Mu Yuan, do you like boys or girls?"

"I like them all." Qiao Muyuan smiled brightly and generously, and took a few more glances at Ji Changmu, who was cute and cute in the photo.

This baby is so cute, wearing a milky yellow sweater, holding a plush toy, with piercing eyes.

"You and Changmu's child must be pretty."

"I think so too. At that time, I will put together my childhood photos and brother Ji's childhood photos to see who I resemble the most." Qiao Muyuan asked Yang Shuzheng quietly again, "Mom, sir Is the child a little bit scary?"

Yang Shuzheng told her truthfully: "Physically, you will suffer some injuries that you have never experienced before. You have to be mentally prepared, but at the same time, there is also a novelty and joy of life transformation."

"I still... really want to have a baby with the person I love, and I will also like children." Qiao Muyuan quietly told Yang Shuzheng.

"If you don't mind, I'll knit some more clothes for the children?"

"No, no, I'm too tired, I'd better buy it, we will take your wish."

"Alright, alright."

Qiao Muyuan knew Yang Shuzheng's anxiety. She said so, Yang Shuzheng should be much happier.

Aunt Yang's health has never been very good. If she can feel better, it will be good for her health.

In the evening, Ji Changmu went downstairs.

Suddenly, I found that the mahjong game had already been broken up.

He frowned and asked the servant: "What time does the show end?"

"Mr. Ji, it's been two hours since the show ended."

Only then did Ji Changmu find Qiao Muyuan in the tea room of the villa.

Seeing Qiao Muyuan chatting with Yang Shuzheng, both of them had smiles on their faces, very happy.

Ji Changmu walked over: "What is there to be happy about? Make me happy too."

"You still know." Yang Shuzheng scolded him, "Work on the first day of the new year?"

"I thought that if Mahjong was with you, you wouldn't need me."

"It's easy for you."

"Qiao Muyuan, what are you holding in your hand?" Seeing her sneaking, Ji Changmu leaned over curiously and tilted his head.

Qiao Muyuan avoided him, holding the photo behind him with both hands: "I won't show it to you."

"What good stuff?"

"Of course it's a very good thing."

"If you don't show good things to me, then who do you want to show them to?" Ji Changmu stood up and walked to her, put his hands on her sides, circled her on the sofa, bent over and pressed her down, Regardless of Yang Shuzheng is still there.

(End of this chapter)