She rubbed her more and more at ease, and her furry little head arched in his neck like a cat, holding his waist with his little hand, while lying on the verb: "Call me."

Ji Changmu carried her and left.

He threw her in the bathroom: "I'll go to the restaurant downstairs to wait for you, milk or coffee?"

"I want fresh milk."

"Yeah." He half-squatted down and put on her slippers.

"Ji Changmu, you have no conscience, so it's not okay to let you coax me for a while. Do you no longer treat me as a baby in your heart?"

The man pursed his thin lips tightly, raised his lips and lowered his head.

He was wearing a simple white shirt, with a button on the top, and a black casual trousers, his eyes were like stars, brewing deep and deep, and his face was precious and square.

His slender fingers were holding slippers for her to put on, and then he stood up and said, "Wash and go downstairs."

The man left the bathroom.

Qiao Muyuan snorted at his back.

Ji Changmu went to the kitchen to instruct breakfast himself, and warmed the milk for Qiao Muyuan.

There were some things Qiao Muyuan liked to eat on the table, a transparent glass cup filled with white milk, freshly baked toast with butter and strawberry sauce, and a simple and sweet salad.

Ji Changmu asked for a cup of coffee and waited for her quietly.

Not long after, Qiao Muyuan, who had changed into a dark green velvet dress, went downstairs, and her black head was tied up with a burgundy strap. She was wearing small high heels and looked sweet and elegant, like a little beauty walking out of an oil painting.

She sat opposite Ji Changmu and was having breakfast.

She didn't eat much, especially when there was a party tonight.

Ji Changmu had eaten it a long time ago. While drinking coffee, he flipped the newspaper on the table.

"Qiao Muyuan, what are the arrangements today?"

"Where are you going to take me?"

"Take you to the movie?"

"If you don't watch it, there are no good movies recently."

"Listen to the concert?"

"If you don't listen, you won't have this kind of pleasure."

"..." Ji Changmu had no choice but to raise his eyebrows and look at her, "Then tell me, where are you going."

"I'm going to play with friends."

"Don't plan to pay attention to what I mean?"

"You don't coax me." Qiao Muyuan insisted on playing a childish temper with him. He didn't coax her for so many days, and she didn't coax her. She missed him every day.

Ji Changmu smiled and waved to her: "Do you want me to coax you? Come to my arms for breakfast."

Qiao Muyuan's face turned red and in broad daylight: "Who wants to go to your arms, please restrain yourself. Today, there are several gardeners in the family who are going to come over, but it is not good to be affected by someone seeing it."

The two chatted in the restaurant for a long time.

Of course, Qiao Muyuan would not go to play with friends. Ji Changmu came here rarely, she just wanted to stay alone with him.

After breakfast, Ji Changmu took her to the park for an outing.

There are many people in the park in spring, which is particularly lively, and the spring flowers are everywhere.

Ji Changmu walked with her on the lawn in the park and held her hand.

Qiao Muyuan sometimes talked to him, sometimes looked at the kite flying in the sky, and sometimes pointed at the unrecognizable flowers and plants to ask him about his variety and name.

"Qiao Muyuan, how is the progress of his graduation thesis?" he asked.

"The first draft has been written and amended recently."

"Will you be reluctant to leave London in a few months?"
Chapter completed!