his little warmth

Chapter 8 You Help Me

The next morning, Cheng Mu rarely came to the classroom before class.

He walked to his place and glanced away.

The chair he kicked over yesterday has been lifted up and put aside neatly, and there is also a pile of colorful...money on his desk?
"Did you give it to me?" Cheng Mu sat down abruptly, picked up one of the pieces of Grandpa Mao between his fingers, and sounded a little surprised.

What's the situation, she wants to take care of the child?
But don't think that yesterday's incident is over!
Jiang Nuanxing timidly turned her head to explain, "You spent the money for eating hot pot yesterday."

She was very happy yesterday. Although her hands were red and she was lectured by her brother, she was still happy to eat hot pot.

But most of what they ordered yesterday was meat, so it must be very expensive. After thinking about it, Jiang Nuanxing decided that it would be better to return the money to him.

"No, I'm the one who invited you." Cheng Mu returned the money to her.

Besides, doesn't this little rabbit know how to count? The money she gave is enough for several meals.

How stupid!

Cheng Mu smiled.

The unhappiness from last night seemed to have disappeared a little after she did this.

"No, just accept it." Jiang Nuanxing pushed the money back again, looking quite insistent.

Cheng Mu couldn't help teasing her, "If you say this money is for supporting me, then I will accept it."

As soon as these words came out, the students nearby trembled a little. Master Cheng, if you say this, you may be killed by money...

"Nursing?" The girl's eyes under her bangs blinked, "What is keeping?"

Forgive her for not keeping up with the trends of the times and being a bit stupid.

Cheng Mu smiled brightly.

"How should I say it?" He deliberately prolonged his tone.

"As long as you give me the money, I will listen to whatever you say."

"Huh?" Why does it feel weird?

"Cheng Mu, it's time to hand in your homework!" A voice broke in, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Cheng Mu looked at Zhou Xiaoling with displeasure, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Almost all the class representatives would not ask Cheng Mu to collect their homework, because he couldn't do it, and no matter how much they were urged, he would never do it.

And if a bad person angers Mr. Cheng, the consequences will be more than worth the loss.

Of course, except Zhou Xiaoling.

Zhou Xiaoling has a rather rigid personality, so even if Cheng Mu refuses to be friends with her, she still pushes her diligently every day.

"You are the only one in the class who has not submitted a submission!" Zhou Xiaoling said solemnly.

Cheng Mu's face was stained with impatience, and he wanted to blurt out "I didn't do it!", but when he caught a glimpse of Jiang Nuanxing, he turned a corner.

"We'll talk later."

"Wait a minute?" Zhou Xiaoling looked at him suspiciously. After urging him for so long, this was the first time she heard a different reply.

"Then hurry up." Zhou Xiaoling felt a sense of accomplishment inexplicably, so she left happily.

Jiang Nuanxing looked at him worriedly, "Did you forget to do it?"

Cheng Mu showed a hearty smile, "I can't do it."

He also seemed confident.

Jiang Nuanxing was stunned.

"But the Chinese homework due today is just copying."

Cheng Mu was stunned.

Zhuo Fan, who happened to come over, laughed loudly, "New classmate, Brother Cheng, what he said he couldn't do is actually..."

Cheng Mu's face turned dark, and he kicked Zhuo Fan on the knee. The man in pain grinned and ran away.

"I just don't know how to do it." Cheng Mu approached Jiang Nuanxing, with a tone of coaxing a child, "You help me."

"what?"

"I don't want this money anymore. In exchange, you can help me with my Chinese homework." Cheng Mu stuffed the money back into her desk.

"It's just copying, classmates need to help each other."

Jiang Nuanxing feels that this is not what the teacher means when he talks about helping each other...

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your promise." Cheng Mu had already taken out an exercise book and placed it on her desk.

He thought she would refuse, and Cheng Mu had already thought of a dozen reasons to excuse her, but Jiang Nuanxing only hesitated for a moment, then obediently picked up the pen and started writing.

The girl sat upright, and when she wrote, she stroked every stroke, earnestly looking like a primary school student.

Cheng Mu raised the corners of his lips and sat looking at her boredly.

Well, the skin color is as white as a rabbit, the nose is as small as a rabbit, the mouth is pouty, and I wonder if the eyes are red?
Cheng Mu suddenly wanted to help her push aside her bangs. She didn't know if she could clearly see the handsome man by covering her sight like this.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to make a move, Jiang Nuanxing's face slowly turned red, she turned her head sullenly, and her voice was soft and tinged with displeasure.

"Student Cheng, don't keep looking at me."

Cheng Mu's hand stopped and he turned to cover his chest.

Depend on!
She's too cute!
(End of this chapter)