Qiao Muyuan shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet, but I definitely have to go."

"My husband and I went to Fiji for a week."

"Really? Let's take a look...the tropical rain forest...this is good." Qiao Muyuan was attracted by the green photos. There were plants of various shapes in the photos. She couldn't name any of them.

"Brazilian rainforest?" Qingqing also came over to look at her magazine, "It looks good, but it's best to have someone to lead the way."

"Egyptian Pyramids." Qiao Muyuan flipped through it again and whispered to himself, "The Parthenon... is good, but you still have to ask someone for his opinion when you go back. He has many people and may not agree with it."

"Mr. Ji seems to be very talkative."

"It's okay, so-so." Qiao Muyuan said, "But I'm pregnant now, and he's obedient. I have to make good use of this privilege."

Suddenly, Qiao Muyuan had a flash of inspiration and remembered something.

When he got off work in the evening, Ji Changmu asked Ayong to come to Xinchen from JY to pick up Qiao Muyuan as usual.

Sending her to work every morning and picking her up at night has become Ji Changmu's daily routine now.

He still felt that someone was very good at choosing places. From now on, he was afraid that he could go to and from get off work with her every day.

Qiao Muyuan looks very happy and energetic today.

Sitting in the car, watching the sunset sink into the horizon little by little outside the window, the breeze blows across the sea, the waves are rolling, and the gravel is sparkling.

Seagulls flew over the sea level, and white elves became the embellishment of the sky.

Qiao Muyuan opened the car window and let the evening breeze blow in through the window, bringing hot air with it.

The golden afterglow shone on her fair little face, and her eyes were full of light smiles.

Qiao Muyuan hummed a song and lay by the window watching the scenery.

The car passed over the sea-crossing bridge and drove to the island villa.

"Qiao Muyuan, you look very happy today. Is there any happy event?"

"One step closer to success."

"Success?" Ji Changmu chuckled, "What an incomprehensible word."

"Only you are allowed to succeed, but I am not allowed to succeed?"

"Which TV program for middle-aged and elderly people does it seem like you can successfully learn terms from?"

"Aren't you annoying?" She insisted on saying, "Then it will be one step closer to my great project."

"That project in the park?"

"Is there a second one?"

"I haven't even written my horoscope yet."

"Are you annoyed?"

She likes Didi Gugu to report the progress to him every day. Generally speaking, it is still in the early preparation stage, so Ji Changmu feels that she is really very satisfied.

It’s good if you haven’t experienced setbacks, and you can gain confidence easily.

Ji Changmu didn't hit her, he just smiled silently and listened to her report on today's work progress.

Qiao Muyuan wouldn't tell him everything, so there would be no surprise.

She likes to talk about some very difficult processes, so that someone will feel a little bit sad.

"Husband, when I was printing a document today, I accidentally scratched my hand." Qiao Muyuan showed him her little finger.

"It's okay. The wound is not deep and has healed."

"It's okay. What's okay? I'll give you another chance."

"..." Ji Changmu changed his tone, "Does it hurt? Is there any bleeding? I'm very distressed."

Qiao Muyuan smiled and leaned on his shoulder, his eyebrows and eyes curved like a crescent moon in the sky.

It was getting late, the night was falling, and the street lights on both sides of the long bridge lit up together, illuminating the bridge.
Chapter completed!