"Come here." He suddenly put down the knife and fork in his hand, hooked his lips, and looked gentle and elegant.

Qiao Muyuan's heart moved and she ran over wearing slippers!

As soon as she reached him, Ji Changmu took her waist and pressed her on his lap. She leaned over and her little face almost hit his. Their noses touched and they were very close.

Ji Changmu freed up a hand to brush away the hair from her ear, turned his head slightly, and whispered in her ear: "Little goblin, if I don't show off my power, you think I'm a sick cat? Huh?"

The hot breath tickled 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... just a sick cat now."

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

The man touched her chin with his fingers and said in a mute voice, squinting his eyes, "Don't cry in the future."

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

She ran back to her seat, her cheeks burning.

Not serious!

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

About half an hour later, Ji Changmu had breakfast.

A Yong sent him off the island, while Qiao Muyuan was alone at home watching TV and listening to music.

The blush on Qiao Muyuan's face never disappeared. Sometimes he sat down and sometimes stood up. His low and sexual voice in the morning was still echoing in his ears.

The little girl ran to the balcony to watch the sea and the beach. She 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 that if you want to go out, just tell me. I can take you to visit Qiongzhou's scenic spots, shopping malls, anywhere."

"No, I want to fish, right here."

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

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

Qiao Muyuan was sitting on a shaded fishing platform on the beach, wearing sunglasses and blowing in the wind, with the corners of her skirt flying.

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

"Cultivation of one's moral character."

"How long have you been with him?"

"More than a year."

"Was he in a wheelchair when you followed him?"

"Yes, Miss."

"Then has he been to the hospital?"

"Been there."

"What did the doctor say?"

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

"..." Qiao Muyuan didn't press him again. Even if he knew, he wouldn't say it. This is Ji Changmu's privacy.

She didn't embarrass A Yong anymore and just concentrated on fishing.

Unfortunately, my technique was terrible and I didn’t catch a single fish even after fishing for a long time.

There is only water in the bucket, no fish.

A Yong also stood for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said: "Miss, the fish here are not easy to catch. If you really want to catch, I will help you find another place."

"It's okay, it's just a matter of self-cultivation."

"yes."

However, it is really annoying to say that you are cultivating yourself but not being able to catch fish.

Qiao Muyuan couldn't help but send a coquettish voice to Ji Changmu: "Brother Ji, I'm fishing, but I can't catch any fish. Do you think my level is too poor?"

"When I get back, I'll teach you."

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

"We were only separated for two hours."

"But I miss you."

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

"Then let me send you a selfie, okay?"

"..." The other end couldn't resist this teasing method and honestly typed one word, "Okay."
Chapter completed!