Chapter 8573 My Little Heart (3)

At a luncheon, Ji Changmu was drunk by Qiao Sinian again.

Qiao Sinian himself was drunk and allowed Ye Jiaqi to support him upstairs.

Ji Changmu did not stay for too long and took a bus home with Qiao Muyuan.

The afternoon sun is just right, the bedroom is full of warm light, the floor is shining, and the air is filled with a fresh fragrance.

Qiao Muyuan helped Ji Changmu half lie down on the bed. Ji Changmu suddenly held her slender wrist and bent her eyebrows and eyes: "It's okay if you're not drunk."

"I'm not drunk yet, I see you've drunk so much."

"Mr. Qiao also drank a lot."

"I'll go and pull the curtains, you can take a nap, otherwise your head will hurt."

"You sleep with me." He held her hand and refused to let go, his eyes burned, and there was a bit of a charming red light in his seductive eyes. Looking at Qiao Muyuan, he was unwilling to look away at all.

He sat on the bed, and Qiao Muyuan stood in front of him.

She lowered her head, took out his tie from the vest with her other hand, untied it, threw it aside, and then picked up the buttons of his vest one by one.

Everything was natural and step by step, and her hands slowly unbuttoned his shirt...

Ji Changmu's throat moved, pulled her wrist, pressed her on the bed, and covered her body.

A warm kiss with a strong sense of alcohol.

Qiao Muyuan obeyed and raised his lips: "It seems that he is not drunk, and he can still recognize me."

"..." Ji Changmu felt that she was treating him as a fool, so he pinched her face, "Who else can I recognize you? There is only Qiao Muyuan in the world, my little heart."

After saying that, another hot kiss fell, but this time it was a hint of punishment.

The curtains were not pulled up, and plenty of light filled the entire bedroom.

Qiao Muyuan slept with him for a long nap.

If Ji Changmu hadn't forgotten that he would invite Yan Jia to dinner in the evening, he wouldn't want to get up at all.

He had a rare afternoon sleep.

Ji Changmu was indeed drunk at noon and was almost drunk. He didn't go anywhere at night and directly invited Yan Jia and the others to come to his house.

He changed into a loose casual outfit. In the evening, he sat on the sofa beside the window of the study and read a book while waiting for Yan Jia's family to come.

Qiao Muyuan was in great enthusiasm today and cooked a few snacks.

She delivered the freshly baked snacks to the study and sat with him on the sofa.

She read books with him next to his shoulders. As she looked, her eyes fell on Ji Changmu's face and began to look at him.

He is better than books, and she always keeps reading them all the time.

For a moment, the study room was particularly quiet, and only the sound of Ji Changmu turning the pages could be heard.

Page after page, time flows through your fingers.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, the sunset is clear, and the clouds are shallow.

Qiao Muyuan's body smelled of roses. Ji Changmu would turn his head and kiss her on the lips when he was resting halfway through. At this time, Qiao Muyuan would always look at him tacitly, with eyes facing each other, and she smiled sweetly and charmingly.

There is a big tree outside the window of the study. When the sun sets west, the mottled tree shadows fall on Ji Changmu's pages. The white paper is filled with overlapping lights and shadows, and each word looks like a jumping elf.

...

In the evening, Yan Jia led his family over.

Ji Changmu picked a few bottles of high-quality red wine from the wine cellar.

As soon as he opened the cork, Qiao Muyuan held his hand and whispered: "Drink less, you drank a lot at noon."

"Yeah, I know."
Chapter completed!