She hid in the bathroom.

Finally, Ji Changmu suddenly understood something, coughed slightly, and stopped asking.

Qiao Muyuan breathed a sigh of relief in the bathroom. This person is really annoying.

She held her chin and lowered her head, silently waiting for Ji Changmu's maid to come over. Her stomach was hungry and painful. It was truly an unforgettable night.

"Dong dong", not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in..." Qiao Muyuan was weak.

Ji Changmu came in through the door, but did not go in. He just stood at the door and said in a low voice: "Only male servants are on duty at night."

Qiao Muyuan was so frightened by his deep and hoarse voice that he became motionless. After hearing his words, he became even more despairing. He remained silent and just wanted to... cry.

After a long while, the outside seemed to be holding a full breath, and the voice was hoarse. After a long time, it seemed that they were discussing: "I'll go out and buy it for you."

Qiao Muyuan: "..."

The darkest moments of life.

Ji Changmu's footsteps became farther and farther away.

Qiao Muyuan has a sense of desolation in life, as if he is in a desert, with eyes full of desolation and no way back.

It's so miserable, really.

Qiao Muyuan sniffed.

Ji Changmu's villa was not far from the downtown area, where it was convenient to buy everything. Qiao Muyuan pricked his ears, and soon he heard the sound of a car engine.

He's back.

Ji Changmu knew that she was in the bathroom and put the handbag on the floor outside the bathroom: "Get it yourself. I'll go back to the study first."

Ji Changmu's entire face was dark and heavy. This was the first time he had done such a thing in his life.

Qiao Muyuan took a shower by the way, came out wrapped in his thick bathrobe, and blow-dried his hair. His black hair was tied into a small bun, cute and sweet, with a few strands of hair tangled in his ears.

Wearing the fluffy pink slippers bought by Ji Changmu's servant, she came out of the room and ran to Ji Changmu's study.

She is really hungry, can he take care of her?

We can't let her faint from hunger in Ji's house.

"Professor..." She knocked on the door, "Can I enter your kitchen?"

Ji Changmu had just calmed down, but before he could return to work, he was disturbed by her again.

He walked to the door and opened the study door. He saw a petite girl who had just taken a bath standing at the door, still smelling of shower gel.

She kept a straight face, waiting for his response.

"Can you make things?" he asked.

Qiao Muyuan could only shake his head honestly: "No."

"Don't you still want to go into the kitchen?"

"..."

"What do you want to eat?"

"Anything... is fine, as long as it's simple, and you can have snacks." In other people's homes, Qiao Muyuan couldn't choose.

"There are still dumplings in the refrigerator, I'll cook them for you."

Qiao Muyuan nodded repeatedly, she was not picky.

Seeing that she agreed, Ji Changmu went down from the third floor and walked step by step along the stairs to the kitchen on the first floor.

Qiao Muyuan followed him, like a little follower.

For a moment, Ji Changmu suddenly turned his head and saw the little girl following him, his eyes a little dazed... She was already so big.

The little girl who followed him before was only seven or eight years old, a little bit younger.

When he looks at her, she smiles at him.

Ji Changmu felt it was funny, raised the corners of his lips, turned around and entered the kitchen.

Ji Changmu was also a young master when he was a child. He never touched Yang Chunsui. The servants here also thought that he was a young master. In fact, he has learned everything since the decline of the Ji family. A trivial matter like cooking dumplings is naturally not worth it.

Mention.

The night was very quiet in the early morning, so quiet that you could hear your own breathing.
Chapter completed!