The apartment is in a relatively secluded area of ​​Bincheng, far away from Aunt Yang's villa.

The car stopped in the parking lot. Qiao Muyuan got out of the car and bought some snacks and fruits from the market downstairs, as well as a box of sewing kits.

The apartment is very new, decorated in a simple black and white gray style, and does not look like a residence.

Ji Changmu said to her: "You can walk around as you like, I'll wash the fruits."

"Shall I do it?"

"I'll just come."

Ji Changmu went to the kitchen.

Qiao Muyuan casually looked around at the apartment. The area was not large, but it was considered Ji Changmu's personal space in Bincheng.

Soon, Qiao Muyuan's bodyguard called her to the effect that the matter in the mall had been resolved.

Ji Changmu also peeled a plate of fruit for her and sat face to face with her.

Ji Changmu lowered his head, rubbed the teapot on the table with his fingers, pursed his thin lips tightly, looked deep in his eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

Qiao Muyuan took out a sewing kit from her handbag. She had never used this thing before, but...it wasn't like she had never seen it before.

When Ji Changmu heard the noise, he raised his head and frowned: "What did you buy?"

"I was in the market just now." She pointed to his shirt, "Did you know that two of your buttons fell off?"

He laughed softly: "I didn't pay attention."

"Let me sew it for you."

"You will?"

"No." She looked at him honestly, "Take off your clothes first."

"Don't bother me. I have plenty of shirts in my closet."

"It's rare for me to be kind, won't you give me a chance to show it off?"

"I'm afraid it's the scene of a car rollover."

"..." Qiao Muyuan stood up, rushed towards him, and unbuttoned his buttons.

"Qiao Muyuan, why do you look like a wolf?"

"Yeah, pervert."

She quickly pulled off his shirt. Fortunately, except for two buttons falling off, there were no other problems.

She quietly put the fallen button into her pocket and took it out now.

Ji Changmu was naked and did not move, silently looking at Qiao Muyuan opposite him who was holding needle and thread.

How could a young lady who has never touched the spring water have ever done such a thing?

Qiao Muyuan studied the needle and thread for a long time, finally decided to use white thin thread, and tried to thread the thread into the eye of the needle.

However, threading is too difficult.

She threaded it for a while but couldn't get the thread into the eye of the needle.

The little girl was a little discouraged, but she still persevered. She looked serious and focused, forgetting everything around her, and focused all her attention on the little needle eye. She didn't even know that Ji Changmu sat next to her.

"Let me help you." He stretched out his hand to her.

Qiao Muyuan shook his head: "No."

"You can't do this."

"How can you say no?"

"Then I'll watch you, be careful not to prick your hand."

"How about...Brother Ji, go and put on some clothes? I'm not a saint. What will I do if I can't control myself later?"

"Then don't be controlling, right?" He approached her and deliberately whispered in her ear, his lips brushing against her earlobe, his voice was extremely gentle.

"Don't fight with others anymore, it makes you worry."

"Worried that I can't win?"

"I'm worried that you will suffer a loss."

"No, black belt in Taekwondo, do you want to try it?"

"Ji Changmu, you are such a bitch!" What should she try? She is just a weak woman! A weak woman who screams!

Ji Changmu smiled and took the needle and thread from her hand.

It's really...she's too boring.
Chapter completed!