Chapter 8783 Immoral (2)

"People here call him 'Master Rabbit'." A Yong said excitedly.

Qiao Muyuan picked up his phone and took a few photos.

Ji Changmu had nothing to do with her and doted on her like a child.

The performing team kept moving forward, bustling with excitement, and the crowd surged like a tide.

A child looked up at Qiao Muyuan and shook his father's hand enviously: "Dad! I want to be like that sister! Sitting on her shoulders!"

The man said a few words in dialect, took the child's hand and left.

Qiao Muyuan smiled and asked A Yong: "What did that person say just now?"

Ayong coughed lightly: "Ahem, madam, it's nothing."

"He said that today's young lovers are immoral." Ji Changmu said seriously, with a calm face.

"..." Qiao Muyuan held up his forehead.

Injury... to corrupt customs?

Qiao Muyuan breathed into Ji Changmu's ear: "How do you understand the Qiongzhou dialect? The dialect here is so difficult to understand. I have been here for a while and I can't understand a word."

"You are you and I am me."

"..." Qiao Muyuan bit his ear.

Qiao Muyuan didn't care about him and continued to watch the performance on the street.

Soon, the lanterns moved away and the performance moved from this street to another long street.

Qiao Muyuan deliberately tormented Ji Changmu and refused to come down. He put his arms around his neck and whispered to him: "I thought the performance just now was quite fun."

"Miss Qiao has seen the world and is she interested in such small scenes?"

"No matter whether it is a small scene or a big scene, as long as I like it, I am interested in it."

"Then, get off my back?"

"Do you still remember that in Bolton, you carried me on your back for a long distance?"

"Remember." How could Ji Changmu not remember? He will always remember, "Then you carry me for a while."

This time, Ji Changmu was not so easy to talk to. Without saying a word, he squatted down and put her on the ground: "I'm old and can't carry her anymore."

"Ji Changmu!"

Ji Changmu stepped forward with his long legs and raised the corners of his lips.

Qiao Muyuan had no choice but to follow.

She and Ji Changmu walked side by side on the road, walking around and looking around casually.

Ayong always feels that it is not good for him to leave, and it is not good for him not to go, a bit like...a light bulb.

But he couldn't leave until Ji Changmu drove him away. He was Mr. Ji's bodyguard.

With this thought, Ayong followed them again.

Ji Changmu held Qiao Muyuan's hand and walked along the old street with no fixed destination.

"The longan tree in front of me is hundreds of years old, and it bears a lot of longan every year." Ayong pointed to a tree in front of him and said, "My aunt lives nearby. When I come to her house to play, I will pick one.

Basket of longan.”

"Your aunt lives here?" Qiao Muyuan asked him.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Then do you want to drop by and see her? Ask your Mr. Ji to give you an hour's leave."

Ji Changmu said smoothly: "Okay, let's take an hour off. We will meet under this tree later. Is one hour enough?"

"Thank you, Mr. Ji. One hour is enough. My aunt is old, her husband left early, and she lives alone."

Ayong went to a nearby store to buy some gifts and carried them to his aunt's house.

Ji Changmu held Qiao Muyuan's hand and continued walking with her nearby.

Under the dim street lights, they walked slowly side by side, and time slowed down a lot.

Qiao Muyuan likes this slow pace of life, which is different from the daytime.

"Are you tired?" Ji Changmu asked her.
Chapter completed!