Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8828 Passionate (1)

The clothes stuck to his body, Qiao Muyuan was uncomfortable, frowned, and grabbed him even harder.

It took a long time before Ji Changmu let her go, with deep complacency in his eyes.

Qiao Muyuan pinched his strong waist, and said angrily, "Ji Changmu, are you drunk or not? I called you outside for a long time, but you can still hold your breath and keep silent?"

"did not hear it."

"..." Ghost letter.

Ji Changmu didn't let her move, his scarlet eyes were full of dangerous messages, revealing a strong love: "Qiao Muyuan, I learned everything from you, didn't I?"

"When did I teach you? Ji Changmu, don't frame me. Besides, at our age, you are more like an old driver, aren't you?"

"Okay..." He answered hoarsely, without arguing with her, and stared at her with burning eyes, "Then let the old driver give you more happiness."

"Ji Changmu!!!"

……

The next day, Ji Changmu and Qiao Muyuan returned to the capital together.

In the evening, the family sat in the dining room of Qiao residence.

Ji Changmu was no longer as drunk as last night, but when he returned to the capital today, he would inevitably get drunk again, and there was another Qiao Zhixing.

Sure enough, Josnian opened red wine for them as usual, and it was the best wine in his cellar. He would also show off to them the wine he got at the recent auction.

Just as Josnian was about to open the cork of the red wine, Qiao Muyuan blinked his big eyes, and said ahead of time, "Dad, brother Ji and I drank too much at our friends' place in Lancheng yesterday. We were drunk all night, so we can't drink today."

"Oh?" Josnian glanced at the young couple indifferently, "Don't you drink a glass?"

"It's okay." Ji Changmu took the initiative to stand up, "I'll do it."

"Why are you here?" Qiao Muyuan tugged at the corner of his clothes and said angrily, "A word from a gentleman is hard to follow. You don't even remember what you said last night, do you?"

Ji Changmu: "..."

How many words can he remember from last night?
What does she mean?
No alcohol for a year?
It seemed to be the case, but he didn't promise her, right?
Qiao Zhixing played with the goblet in his hand and smiled all over his face, looking like he was watching the excitement, and said, "What are you talking about? Can we listen?"

Ye Jiaqi patted his hand and glanced at him, not allowing him to make trouble.

Qiao Zhixing stopped making trouble again.

Josnian smiled, and handed the bottle to Qiao Zhixing: "Since you promised Mu Yuan something, then don't drink it. Zhixing, how about you?"

"I want to have a few more drinks with my father." Qiao Zhixing watched, today is a good opportunity to perform.

Ji Changmu didn't remember what he promised Qiao Muyuan at all, but the current posture was that she didn't allow him to drink.

During the meal, Ji Changmu lowered his voice, and whispered in Qiao Muyuan's ear when the atmosphere in the restaurant was lively: "What did I promise you?"

"It's recorded, but I won't tell you."

Ji Changmu: "..."

Qiao Muyuan ignored him and ate the food by herself. She put a piece of taro cake on a plate of doucai flowers bordered by gold silk, and took a bite.

Qiao Zhixing is talking about his journey of studying medicine as a monk.

Qiao Muyuan listened carefully, it seemed a bit miserable, and there were tears in the misery.

So miserable, so miserable.

Qiao Muyuan stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, but it was fine, and he could continue to learn.

One night, Ji Changmu didn't drink a drop of wine.

Qiao Muyuan also arranged with Ye Jiaqi for a long time, and sighed: "Last night in Lancheng, I really drank too much. We were both so drunk that we almost forgot that we were going back to the capital today."

(End of this chapter)