his little warmth

Chapter 104 Childish Ghost

The early morning sun emits gentle light, and the dazzling light seems to drive away the severe cold of winter.

Cheng Mu took Jiang Nuanxing to a breakfast shop near the school.

Because I arrived early, there were not many students in the store yet, and the aroma of steaming food filled the air.

The sound of the bicycle braking suddenly stopped. As soon as the car stopped at the door of the store, Jiang Nuanxing jumped to the ground like a frightened rabbit, and ran towards the store with a red face.

Cheng Mu looked at her back and licked the corners of his lips, with an uninhibited smile on his brows.

Otherwise, he would ride a bicycle to school from now on.

Just now, the girl's soft and soft hands were holding his thin waist, which made the boy feel itchy even through the thick clothes.

The two of them randomly found a seat and sat down. After a while, the waiter brought breakfast.

Jiang Nuanxing ordered a basket of custard buns. The yellow and soft buns looked great and were particularly appetizing.

But Jiang Nuanxing had already had breakfast at home, and she wasn't hungry to begin with, so when she ate a custard bun, she felt full.

But adhering to the principle of not wasting food, Jiang Nuanxing still frowned and ate in small bites.

Cheng Mu was eating noodles. When he saw her cute little appearance from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but let out a low laugh from his throat.

"What's wrong, are these buns so unpalatable? Look at how our Nuan Nuan faces have wrinkled up."

After saying that, he playfully poked Jiang Nuanxing's slightly bulging cheek.

"..."

Jiang Nuanxing avoided his hand, took a sip of soy milk and swallowed the custard bun before speaking to him.

"It's not bad, but I can't eat it anymore." Jiang Nuanxing's tone was dull.

“But it can’t be wasted.”

"Then give it to me." Cheng Mu raised his eyebrows and guessed the reason, so he naturally took her half-eaten custard bun and ate it.

Jiang Nuanxing blushed for a moment, thought for a moment, and simply pushed the remaining custard buns in front of him.

"Then let's eat it all for you, don't waste it."

Unexpectedly, Cheng Mu raised his eyes with a half-smile but said awkwardly.

"But, I only want to eat what you have eaten. How about you take a bite of each bun and I will eat more."

"..."

What's wrong with him?
Jiang Nuanxing glanced at him and said angrily, "Can you be more serious?"

"Not good." Cheng Mu's voice was filled with laughter, and he held her hand.

The boy's dry fingertips rubbed vaguely on the back of her delicate hand, causing a sultry shiver.

A wisp of bright red crept up Jiang Nuanxing's ears. She sipped the soy milk in a concealing sip, her soft voice filled with anger.

"Children."

Cheng Mu's smile became even wider, he put his palms together and held her hand more domineeringly.

The winter sun is rising higher and higher with its swaying halo.

Fragments of light fell on the early morning city, jumping into the warm palm of the other party, and then hidden in the sweet soy milk and the aroma of cooking food around him.

As late autumn turns to winter, the playful sunshine that can be found everywhere seems to make people suddenly feel that even in ordinary days, there is still a satisfying warmth.

...

When Jiang Nuanxing drank down half a cup of soy milk, more and more students were in the breakfast shop, and the gradually crowded crowd made a noise.

Amidst the noise, a crisp and energetic girl's voice stood out, calling Jiang Nuanxing's name.

Jiang Nuanxing's ears twitched and she looked up in confusion.

Sure enough, the next second, he met Ling Huan's bright smile.

(End of this chapter)