his little warmth

Chapter 6 She is delicate

The three people on the side may not know what happened, but Cheng Mu sitting opposite could see it clearly.

When Ling Huan taught Zhuo Fan a lesson with broccoli, he moved too much.

The soup that was filled with broccoli balls spilled out and splashed onto Jiang Nuanxing's hands.

The soup was already boiling hot, and Jiang Nuanxing was stunned. A numbing pain instantly swept over his senses, and a red mark appeared on his fair skin.

You need to cool down with cold water immediately!
Jiang Nuanxing ran to the bathroom.

Cheng Mu was leaning on the bathroom corridor waiting for her.

However, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across the young man's jade-like face.

Although he seemed to have seen it, there was no need for him to follow him.

Unfortunately, when he was thinking this, his body was already moving.

"Ha." Cheng Mu had amusement in his eyes, but then he was relieved.

Well, new classmate, he needs to take care of it.

"Cheng...mu?" A timid voice called him.

Thin and delicate.

Hiss, the voice is so soft.

This was the first time she called his name.

Cheng Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, and a strange emotion spread in his heart.

But his attention was immediately diverted by her crying voice.

In fact, Jiang Nuanxing's voice was very calm, as usual, but as meticulous as Cheng Mu was, he still noticed that she was crying a little bit.

And her hands with water drops hidden behind her back.

"Are you coming to the bathroom too?"

Cheng Mu frowned lightly, ignored her question, and pulled her hand out to inspect.

Jiang Nuanxing was startled. Her skin was originally white, but the redness from the burns looked extremely eye-catching.

"What are you doing?"

Just when Cheng Mu was looking intently at the red mark of her burns, this crying voice came over.

What are you doing?

Cheng Mu chewed these words carefully, his eyes moved slightly, and a smile burst from his chest.

"What did you think I was doing?"

The boy's voice was lazy and careless.

He was obviously smiling, but Jiang Nuanxing couldn't read what he meant.

"Let me go." Jiang Nuanxing replied sullenly.

Boys’ palms are wide and have clear joints between the fingers, which look good-looking at first glance.

But after getting in touch with Jiang Nuanxing, I realized that his palm was still covered with a thin layer of calluses, which was a little rough.

Especially when he grabbed her hand, there was an itchy feeling when he touched her hand.

"Ling Huan didn't do it on purpose." He grabbed her hand and didn't let go.

"…I know."

"Does it hurt?" Still didn't let go.

"...It won't hurt."

"That…"

He wanted to ask something else, but Jiang Nuanxing returned to his true nature as a rabbit, struggled away from his hand and ran away.

Cheng Mu stared at her back, half-smiling, "Crying even though it doesn't hurt? What a delicate rabbit."

And just now he held her hand, originally just to check it, but when he heard her voice.

She is delicate and soft, and looks particularly easy to bully.

Cheng Mu lightly touched his cheek with his tongue, looking a little ruffian.

He looked thoughtfully at the direction in which the ginger rabbit ran away.

Then he suddenly opened his mouth and raised a bright smile.

He had a strong feeling that the days to come would be different and exciting.

And after Ling Huan knew that she had hurt Jiang Nuanxing's hand, she felt so guilty that the hot pot in front of her no longer tasted good.

In the end, it was Zhuo Fan and Yang Qianyi who made jokes on the sidelines, and the atmosphere became lively again.

The hotpot eating episode passed like this.

The lunch break in the first grade was very short. Except for Cheng Mu, the other four people hurried back to class, otherwise they would have to be lectured by Lao Xu in a loud voice again.

Because school had just started, the classes were relatively easy, and soon it was time for school to end when the sun was setting and the sky was filled with golden phosphorescence.

Jiang Nuanxing greeted Ling Huan, packed up her books and prepared to go home.

As for Cheng Mu, strangely enough, he has disappeared since the second self-study class.

Jiang Nuanxing didn't do what he thought. She was a small person, but she was walking on the campus with a big schoolbag on her back.

The little girl was wearing a white lapel shirt, and the white color matched her skin tone very well.

The pleated skirt swayed and lifted slightly as she walked. It was almost autumn, and the evening breeze seemed to blow away the heat of the day.

Jiang Nuanxing's eyes under her bangs narrowed slightly and she smiled happily.

She walked slowly to the school gate.

It seemed that the school gate was extremely lively today, many girls were discussing excitedly with flushed cheeks while staring at a certain place outside the gate.

Curious, Jiang Nuanxing also raised her eyes, and a familiar figure came into view.

There was surprise on her face, and she immediately ran towards the man excitedly.

"elder brother!"

(End of this chapter)