his little warmth

Chapter 165: University Extra: Okay
Jiang Nuanxing sat on the sofa in a daze for a long time, until a voice brought her out of her thoughts.

The girl raised her eyelashes and looked up, only to see the bathroom door open with a click, a layer of mist filling it, and Cheng Mu walked out.

The man's eyes are slightly raised, his face is fair and handsome, and he is wearing a pair of loose and casual pajamas, and his shoulders are wide and straight.

"What are you writing?"

Facing Jiang Nuanxing's gaze, Cheng Mu walked slowly over and sat down on the sofa. His dark eyes scanned the scribbling paper on the coffee table and asked casually.

Jiang Nuanxing's long eyelashes moved slightly, but she didn't respond. Her eyes turned to fall on his head.

He washed his hair tonight, and his wet black hair lay unruly on his face. Cool water droplets flowed down his white chin and fell intermittently on the sofa.

"Why didn't you blow-dry your hair?" Jiang Nuanxing was confused, pursed her lips, and finally came to her senses.

"Huh?" Cheng Mu raised his eyelids, put down the scratch paper that he couldn't understand, and brushed his hair with an indifferent expression.

"No need to blow, it will be done later."

"..."

Jiang Nuanxing knew that he would say such a thing, so she got up early to get the hair dryer.

"By the time your hair is dry you'll have caught a cold."

"I'll blow it for you."

The corners of Cheng Mu's eyes twitched slightly, and his careless attitude just now immediately turned into a well-behaved one. Qingyue's voice was extremely righteous.

"Yes, actually I don't think this is good either. Please help me blow dry Nuan Nuan."

"..."

Jiang Nuanxing gave him an annoyed look, but gently helped him to fiddle with his hair and dry it.

"Has Nuannuan blow-dried anyone else's hair before?" Cheng Mu suddenly asked as the hot wind blew.

"Yes." The little girl replied seriously, "I have blowdryed my father's and brother's hair before, and they all said that I was very good at blow-drying."

"..."

Cheng Muge was a little annoyed, "The past is the past, and the future is the future. You forgot to recalculate the past. After rounding up, you are the only one who has blowdryed my hair."

"..."

Listening to his usual playful tone, Jiang Nuanxing raised the corners of her lips and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you doing? How old are you? You still act like a child. You are not mature at all."

She teased softly and funny, but Cheng Mu raised his eyebrows as if he meant it.

"Who is Nuan Nuan talking about immature? Obviously, I am a crybaby." He pinched her face and rubbed it like punishment.

"..."

Jiang Nuanxing was still blowing his hair, but his face was pinched by him, his little mouth moved, and he protested vaguely: "Ning put the chopsticks in Kaiwo..."

"Pfft." Cheng Mu was amused by her cuteness, and couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her.

It was originally an intimacy that was close to the touch.

Cheng Mu smiled and was about to leave to let her blow her hair. Unexpectedly, after the little girl's eyelashes fluttered, her little hands wrapped around his neck, and then she took the initiative to raise her face and kiss him...

Cheng Mu was stunned for a moment, and then he narrowed his dark eyes. He really disliked the little girl's clinginess. With a raise of his eyebrows, he turned from passive to active.

It was not until a few minutes later that Cheng Mu felt Jiang Nuanxing's increasingly heavy breathing that he restrained and let go of her.

Looking down, the little girl's face was crimson, and she was breathing in a small mouth. Her moving lips were still glowing with moisture, and she was charming and charming, especially her beautiful pair of water-cut eyes, which were clear and misty when looking at people. There is a kind of cleanliness and simplicity that I really want to be possessed by others.

Cheng Mu's eyes were dark and his breathing was disordered. He wanted to open her shoulders and stay away from him.

However, the next second, Jiang Nuanxing hugged his waist tightly and plunged into his arms.

"..."

Cheng Mu's eyebrows jumped and his arms froze in the air. He wanted to hug her but didn't dare to move.

At this moment, the young man's passion and Fang Gang were restless, but they had to endure it.

Finally, after a long stalemate, Cheng Mu touched her head and coaxed her in a low voice.

"Nuan Nuan, keep blowing my hair, okay?"

The air is silent.

Jiang Nuanxing pursed her lips, nuzzled into his arms, and shook her head willfully.

Cheng Mu raised the corner of his mouth and felt that the little girl was still shy and blushing, so she didn't dare to look at him, so he didn't force it.

The boy took a deep breath, moved his arms, and was about to put his arms around her waist.

There was a soft trembling sound in his arms.

"Is it hard for you to endure it? I, I can do it."

"..."

Hearing this, all the smiles on Cheng Mu's lips disappeared, the light in his eyes was dim, he lifted the girl's chin with one hand, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

"Silly Nuannuan, do you know what you are talking about?"

Jiang Nuanxing pursed her lips, holding his sleeves and shaking them gently. She was very nervous, but her clear eyes bravely looked at him for a few seconds. Then, her eyelashes trembled, green and firm. Kiss him on the lips.

"OK."

He likes her so much.

She also likes him no less.

So, yes.

Jiang Nuanxing is able and willing to dedicate everything she has to Cheng Mu.

(End of this chapter)