Rich CEO Needs to be Tamed - Chapter 220
Ji Mu Yu’s face suddenly changed. He took the goblet away from her with his long finger. He looked down at her with a deep eyebrow and laughed strangely.
Qiao Fanna was seen guilty, back against the edge of the bar, holding her breath to show weakness.
Ji Muyu raised her chin and asked her in a low voice, “am I a wooden fish?”
It seems that a piercing wind blows in the closed space, which makes her feel that danger is approaching, but she can only raise her head, only has a sharp tongue, but can’t say a word.
Ji Muyu took a sip of wine on his side, and the sexy Adam’s apple rolled in front of her eyes. She blinked unconsciously. In a moment, he lowered his head and poured the wine into her mouth. The tip of his tongue, which was tinged with the aroma of grapes, came straight into her mouth. The alcohol volatilized wildly between her lips and teeth.
Qiao Fanna was confused and even forgot how to breathe. Her brain began to swell and she couldn’t figure out whether she was drunk or kissing drunk.
She was paralyzed in his arms and habitually responded to him. At the beginning, Ji Muyu just wanted to punish him, but he didn’t want to stay any longer. However, the situation was obviously out of control and he couldn’t help himself.
If you go on like this, you will not be far away from the day when you make a mistake
Ji Muyu was shocked by the sudden thought in his brain. He quickly withdrew, breathed heavily, and looked at her with moist eyes.
Giovanna’s shoulders were up and down, and her cheeks were red as if she had just finished strenuous exercise.
His thumb in her lips slowly wipe, hook lips bad smile way: “madam, to my this wooden fish satisfaction?”
Qiao Fanna’s eyes fell on his ruddy and crystal lips. She swallowed her saliva, but she couldn’t hold down her anger and went straight to the top of her head.
“You don’t deserve to be a wooden fish. Wooden fish is more secure than you! I’m just teasing but not sleeping. I’m afraid I’ll sue you for committing crimes and ignore you! ”
Qiao Fanna left angrily. Ji Muyu laughed and took the wine to follow him up. “Later, you can go back to the house and read the physical examination report while drinking. It’s your physical condition that doesn’t allow you to just stay up. I’ll take half the responsibility at most.”
“It’s you who make the first move to me!”
“I don’t agree. How can I remember that you questioned my ability first.”
“It’s you who don’t understand the amorous feelings!”
“It’s you who lured the enemy in.”
……
Two people you a word I a word quarrel hot, entered the hall tacit understanding to shut up silence.
In front of Ji Han and Ji Xingluo, they are at peace, you Nong and I Nong. The whole family finally get together and sit down to get in touch with each other. Of course, they won’t be disappointed.
Near midnight, the Christmas bell is about to ring. After eating and drinking, Qiao Fanna invites Ji Muyu to dance with her. Ji Muyu does not refuse and asks her son to play a danube waltz as accompaniment.
She said it was dancing, but Giovanna was almost hanging on Ji Muyu. With his traction and movement, her eyelids began to droop. She held on until the first bell rang and fell asleep on his shoulder.
Ji Muyu blessed them and went back to the house with Giovanna in his arms.
He put her on the bed, the floor was warm enough, and the silk was pulled to her waist.
He sat by the bed, watching her breathing with great interest, her chest undulating very regularly, and then he disordered his rhythm, exhaled and inhaled with her.
Giovanna turned over and faced him. Her fingertips accidentally touched his arm on the bed. Like a sloth who suddenly found home, she quickly curled up and hugged his little arm. Her face pressed on the back of his hand and continued to sleep soundly.
Her long hair blocked half of her face. Ji Muyu wanted to tidy her up, but his other hand was inconvenient. So he changed his squatting posture, put his elbow beside the bed, and held her hair behind her head, revealing her beautiful and quiet face. Every eye was engraved in his heart.
“Lin Yiqi…” he called softly.
Giovanna wrinkled her face and gave a whimper, like a response. His eyes were momentarily filled with panic.
He waited silently for three seconds. Seeing that she didn’t wake up, he relaxed and then talked to himself.
“I don’t know if you can sleep well when I’m not with you in the future…”
As the ending fades away, he stretches his long legs straight and sits with his back against the edge of the bed, completely relaxing.
The empty eyes gaze at the blue moon on the sea, and it seems to spy on the distant old time, still as a picture, until the light of the sky.
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After Christmas, Ji’s family began to make preparations for returning home.
Ji Han has no plans to return to settle down at the moment, and Hastert group also needs him to control the headquarters, so he immediately put into work after the festival and flew to Latin America by special plane to attend the international conference.
Ji Xingluo is the same. He goes back to school obediently, but the two couples are the most idle. So Ji Muyu drags Qiao Fanna to the biomedical research institute where Jianbo works every three to five, hoping to take out her brain flower and do 100 times of defibrillation, so as to retrieve all the lost memories at one time.
The Institute is only half an hour’s drive away from Ji’s home. Today, Qiao Fanna is driving. She arrived 8 minutes earlier than usual. At this time, bamboo and silk are still busy in the laboratory. They have a glance at the glass window. They really can’t understand the bottles, so they go back to the bamboo and silk office to wait.
This research institute is invested and founded by the Ji family. Bamboo and silk is the youngest and most talented scientist here. She is only 29 years old. She leads a team to study brain engineering alone. Occasionally, she goes to other medical groups to steal a teacher and learn skills. She is a versatile person. Ji Muyu chose her to treat Qiao Fanna. At the same time, she also took a fancy to her PhD in psychology. However, Qiao Fanna’s condition has not been optimistic, whether it is memory recovery or phobia desensitization. Bamboo and silk in accordance with the time agreed earlier, a second to come. She took off her mask, took off her white coat and hung it on the coat rack. She had a cold face all the way and didn’t even talk to them. Qiao Fanna has long been used to the ruthless style of bamboo and silk. Who can make people have high face value, high intelligence and pride? Bamboo and silk is originally from Hong Kong. Her father is Italian. She has a face of mixed race beauty. She is white and pretty, but her style is not custom. If she laughs, she will be more beautiful than the warm winter sun. It’s a pity that Giovanna has no chance to see her. Qiao Fanna sits in her patient’s chair. Ji Muyu avoids herself. Jian Bo gives her a drug to activate the brain function as usual, and then asks about the latest situation before hypnosis treatment. She still remembers the first course of treatment. Every few hours of hard work, her mind was still empty. Until later, she began to have dreams to do. After treatment, her brain would also appear fuzzy pictures, which all confirmed the stories Ji Muyu told her. However, she never thought of anything else. Whenever she was down in the dumps, the bamboo slips and silk would say something about the scene before the time, which made her wait patiently for the opportunity of the outbreak. As soon as she heard that, scientists said so, then believe it! After the end of the day’s treatment, Qiao Fanna came out from the door of the Research Institute and passed a man wearing a black mask and polarized sunglasses. Her remaining light was stuck in the air. She felt familiar with that person, as if she had seen him somewhere! She suddenly looked back and saw that the hall of the Research Institute was empty, and there was no man“ Bi ~ “Ji Muyu urged her from the driver’s seat. Qiao Fanna looked suspiciously and looked at the hall again to make sure there was no one. She could not help shivering. Eh… Isn’t it the end of the day? No, I have to go home and wash my eyes!