his little warmth

Chapter 112 Do you want to do it?

There were sounds at the door one after another, and the classmates invited by Ye Nianyao came over one after another.

Ling Huan, who arrived late, also happened to meet Zhuo Fan and Yang Qianyi downstairs. The three of them entered the room jokingly, and the atmosphere became more lively.

With the last sound of the door opening, Mother Ye also came back from get off work, and everyone was present.

Ye Weiguo smiled and put the last dish on the table, inviting everyone to come and eat.

Amid a burst of laughter, Ling Huan quickly took a seat and then asked Jiang Nuanxing to sit next to her.

"Nuanxing, sit here together!"

Zhuo Fan, who was sitting next to her, clicked his tongue and sounded disgusted.

"Ling Huan, of course Mr. Jiang is sitting with our Brother Cheng. Do you have any eyesight?"

Ling Huan's smile did not change, and she stepped on him hard. Zhuo Fan was so painful that he couldn't swallow anything he said.

"Did I ask you to talk too much? I'll trample you to death!"

"Damn! You actually stepped on it!"

The two were like enemies. After a few minutes of peace, they started to fight each other again.

After going back and forth like this, only half of the empty seats on the table were left.

Jiang Nuanxing was standing hesitant when Cheng Mu came from behind and took her to sit next to Yang Qianyi and Ling Huan.

"You just sit here."

He confessed casually and prepared to walk around the table.

"..."

Um?Gone?

Before Jiang Nuanxing could react, she subconsciously grabbed his hand and asked, "Where do you want to sit?"

Didn't he want to sit with her?

"Opposite." Cheng Mu raised his chin slightly and pointed in the direction opposite the round table.

"...Oh." Jiang Nuanxing seemed to understand, but her little hand still didn't hold his hand.

Cheng Mu looked at her like this, the tip of his tongue touched the roof of his mouth, and couldn't help but smile.

"Do you want to sit with me?" he asked her with lowered eyes.

"..."

Jiang Nuanxing felt that she should firmly say no to this issue!

But she looked into his eyes, and in the next second, her words suddenly turned into the word "think" as soon as she left her mouth.

Cheng Mu curled his lips and his eyes were full of interest.

"Okay, when you're full, I'll do it with you."

"..."

Jiang Nuanxing blinked and became even more puzzled. She wanted to ask something else, so Cheng Mu touched her head and said in a good mood.

"That's it."

"..."

Jiang Nuanxing had a string of question marks on his head.

So what exactly did he say to her?
Cheng Mu walked around to the side of the round table as if he had succeeded, sat opposite Jiang Nuanxing, looked at her and smiled.

The dinner on the table has already begun, everyone clinking glasses and celebrating and blessing today's birthday, Ye Nianyao.

It's a pity that the people in Ye Nianyao's class are the most lively, but for students in the next class like Ling Huan and Zhuo Fan, the feeling is not very strong.

Compared to Ye Nianyao, Zhuo Fan and the others were more interested in the dishes cooked by Ye Weiguo, and their chopsticks were indispensable on the dishes on the table.

Ling Huan was enjoying the meal but did not want to share it with Jiang Nuanxing.

"Nuan Xing, this fish-flavored eggplant is delicious, try it!"

Ling Huan turned his head to add food to her, but as soon as he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong.

Jiang Nuanxing was eating rice obediently, her cheeks bulging, but her eyes were looking forward blankly.

What is this child looking at in a trance?
Ling Huan followed her line of sight, and the next second, he saw Cheng Mu, who was smiling with an evil look on his face.

"..."

Jiang Nuanxing came back to her senses, looked down at the extra vegetables in the bowl, and smiled peacefully.

"Thank you Huanhuan."

Ling Huan: "...Oh, you're welcome."

"It's me who thanks you. I was fed dog food without eating."

Jiang Nuanxing didn't pay attention to her complaints and continued to eat.

On the other hand, Cheng Mu grinned broadly.

In fact, Jiang Nuanxing has a little habit when eating. After taking a bite of rice, he will subconsciously glance at the opposite side.

Then he takes another bite and stares at it again, his attention is like that of a child, very restless.

That's why Cheng Mu wanted to sit across from her.

After all, just leave it to him to attract her attention!
(End of this chapter)