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Chapter 7088 later, don't cry (4)

Chapter 7088 Don’t cry in the future (4)

"Come here." He suddenly put down the knife and fork in his hand, curled his lips, and his posture was gentle and elegant.

Qiao Muyuan's heart moved and ran over in slippers!

As soon as he walked to him, Ji Changmu took her waist and pressed her on her legs. She leaned over, and her little face almost hit his face. The tips of her nose touched each other, and they were very close.

Ji Changmu let out a hand to lift the broken hair in her ear, turned his head slightly, and whispered in her ear: "Little Fairy, don't I show my power, do you think I'm a sick cat? Huh?"

The heat she exhaled touched Qiao Muyuan's ears, and she blushed shamefully, very red.

Then, she said in a voice that only she and him could hear: "You are...are you a sick cat now."

Sick cat, even a little white rabbit like her can bully her.

The man touched her chin with his fingers, and squinted his eyes: "Don't cry in the future."

"I'm not serious." Qiao Muyuan saw some dangerous message in his eyes, broke free from his arms and ran away.

She ran back to her position, her cheeks burning.

Not serious!

Ji Changmu drank the coffee in the cup with a calm expression.

After about half an hour of touching, Ji Changmu had breakfast.

Ayong sent him out of the island, and Qiao Muyuan watched TV and listened to music alone at home.

The blush on Qiao Muyuan's face did not disappear. He sat down and stood up. His deep voice in the morning was still echoing in his ears.

The little girl ran to the balcony to see the sea and the beach. It was so hot that she let the breeze blow away her restlessness.

Not long after, Ayong came back.

He walked behind Qiao Muyuan: "Miss, Mr. Ji said if you want to go out, tell me that I can take you to visit the attractions, shopping malls and anywhere in Qiongzhou."

"No need, I want to fish, it's here."

"Okay, I'll prepare the fishing rod."

Soon, Ayong brought her the fishing rod that Mr. Ji often used and handed it to her.

Qiao Muyuan sat on a sun-shading fishing platform on the beach, wearing sunglasses and blowing the wind, and the corners of her skirt were flying.

"Ayong, what does your Mr. Ji do in Qiongzhou?"

"Cultivate one's own self-cultivation."

"How long have you been with him?"

“More than a year.”

"Did he sit in a wheelchair when you followed him?"

"Yes, Miss."

"So has he been to the hospital?"

“Have been.”

"What do you say?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know."

"..." Qiao Muyuan didn't force him to ask him again. Even if he knew, he wouldn't say that this was Ji Changmu's privacy.

She didn't make things difficult for Ayong anymore and was calmly fishing.

Unfortunately, my skills were so bad that I couldn’t catch one after a long time.

There is only water in the bucket, no fish.

Ayong also stood for a long time and finally couldn't help saying, "Miss, the fish here are not easy to catch. If you really want to catch, I'll help you change the place."

"It's okay, just cultivate one's own character."

"yes."

However, it is really annoying to say that it is to cultivate one's own character, but not to catch fish.

Qiao Muyuan couldn't help but act coquettishly to Ji Changmu's voice: "Brother Ji, I'm fishing, but I can't catch any one. Do you think my level is too bad?"

"I'll teach you when I go back."

"When will you come back? I miss you."

"It's only been two hours apart."

"But I miss you."

"I can't even think about it, I'm working."

"Then please do I send you a selfie?"

"..." The other end couldn't help but flirt with this kind of trick, and honestly typed a word, "Okay."
Chapter completed!
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