Chapter 89o2 You are going to be a father (9)

Qiao Muyuan specially went to his father's table, replaced the wine with juice, and toasted his uncles.

They are all the elders who have watched her grow up and are also the relatives she is most familiar with.

Uncle Liang half-jokingly said to Qiao Muyuan: "Mu Yuan is really getting more and more beautiful as she grows older. Women have changed a lot. It's because we, Xiao Kai, are not lucky."

Josnian smiled and said, "She has such a temper as the eldest lady. Only Ji Changmu has the patience to handle her. I don't have the patience."

"You don't have the temperament of a young lady." Qiao Muyuan muttered, "You still talk about people's past affairs after you get married. It doesn't give you face."

"Mu Yuan, why don't you drink some red wine?" Uncle Liang said, "This bottle of wine from the French Chateau Fuchs is very good. It seems that it was specially prepared by Mr. Ji."

"I'm sorry, I can't drink with you uncles now. I won't be able to until about another year." Qiao Muyuan smiled, with a bright and bright luster in his eyes.

Ou Fan smiled first: "It seems that there is a happy event that we don't know about."

Qiao Muyuan smiled very sweetly, with a hint of shyness.

As soon as everyone heard what was going on, they all congratulated Qiao Muyuan.

When the fireworks were about to end, Qiao Muyuan went to find Ji Changmu with her little skirt in hand.

Ji Changmu was dragged to drink by Yan Jia and some of his college friends. When Qiao Muyuan came, she took Ji Changmu's arm and said, "Brother Ji, are you drunk? If not, watch the fireworks with me. It's almost over."

"Okay." Ji Changmu placed the wine glass in his hand on the waiter's tray behind him.

He excused himself from the banquet temporarily by going to the bathroom.

Ji Changmu led her to the highest viewing platform, from where she could see the city full of fireworks and flowers.

Qiao Muyuan, who was wearing a red dress, nestled next to Ji Changmu. They were close to each other, and their figures fell on the clean glass window.

The man is tall and handsome, and the woman is sweet and gentle. They clasp hands and stand on the top observation deck that belongs only to them.

There were only two of them here, and the night view and fireworks became the background surrounding them.

The fireworks of the prosperous age are endless.

As he watched, Ji Changmu suddenly lowered his head, gently held her little head, and kissed her lips.

The kiss was romantic and passionate, with his strong love.

Qiao Muyuan stood on tiptoes to respond to his kiss. Just like countless times before, this kiss still contained the love and sweetness they blended together.

She put her arms around his waist and embraced him affectionately.

The wedding is just the beginning, and they will keep interlocking with each other for many, many years to come.

Fireworks filled the sky, bright and bright, and the dark night sky was also dyed with a layer of brightness.

The evening wind in May is like a willow, blowing through the dark night of the city, sleepless.

The kiss lasted for a long time.

When he let her go, Ji Changmu reluctantly put his head against her forehead, and a nice and sexy voice sounded in her ears: "Ayuan, we've been together for a hundred years."

"A happy marriage." She liked these four words, and her smiling eyes met his.

Her eyes traced her sweetheart's facial features, sliding over his eyebrows, bridge of nose and lips, and she placed another kiss on his lips.

She smiled and grazed his lips with her fingers: "It's stained with my lipstick."

He clasped her little hand and took a bite.

A numbing feeling like electric current spread throughout her body, and she lowered her head shyly, avoiding his fiery gaze.

Ji Changmu smiled and put his arm around her waist: "Why are you so shy? If it weren't for some little scoundrel, I would definitely give you an unforgettable wedding night tonight."
Chapter completed!