his little warmth

Chapter 83 No Resistance to Her

A quiet room.

I didn't hear the girl's expected voice of embarrassment.

Cheng Mu raised his eyes slightly and looked up. His dark eyes rested on Jiang Nuanxing's peaceful sleeping face for a moment, and then he curled his lips and smiled.

The red sun outside slowly sets to the west, leaving only a spot of sunset shining on the campus, and the golden leaves on the branches ripple slightly with the autumn wind.

The orange sunlight reflected in the window took advantage of the gap and fell on the girl's pretty side face.

Shallow breathing sounded in the air, and the warm breath brushed over his palms, causing a numbness and tingling sensation, which was extremely tantalizing.

Cheng Mu suppressed the restlessness in his heart and carefully took the person into his arms.

The wind seemed to be blowing outside the window again, bringing a bit of coolness unconsciously.

The girl's long eyelashes swayed slightly in the wind. Jiang Nuanxing moved unconsciously, looking for the source of heat, and then suddenly raised her face and rested her chin on his shoulder.

The slightly pursed lips inadvertently brushed against the boy's neck, and the trembling skin seemed to be ignited with a layer of fire.

Cheng Mu was completely stunned now.

He looked away from Jiang Nuanxing's pants and sighed with a half-smile.

Why did the person who was trying to flirt with her get flirted with instead?
Cheng Mu laughed helplessly.

He really has no resistance to her.

It seemed that the wound on her leg would need to be reapplied with ointment for a while.

The girl in his arms had relaxed features and a charming sleeping face. Cheng Mu hugged her with one hand and used his free hand to pick up the girl's hair and play with it.

The voices on campus are getting quieter and quieter, and the sky is filled with red clouds. The golden light makes people feel lost and intoxicated.

The classroom has been roughly decorated.

Everyone automatically blocked the scene of a large-scale show of affection by a boss in a certain corner and went home without squinting.

And here Zhuo Fan also ended the exchange of arguments with Ling Huan.

He cursed, "Good men don't fight with women!" He picked up his schoolbag and walked towards Cheng Mu with Yang Qianyi.

"Procedure…"

Unfortunately, as soon as he said the word, he was glanced at by Cheng Muyun, his cold gaze carrying a warning chill.

"..."

Pay more attention to sex than friends! Zhuo Fan cursed in his heart, but he still kept his voice low.

"Brother Cheng, do you want to go back together?"

The boy's fair and slender hands casually brushed Jiang Nuanxing's soft hair, giving him a silent "What do you think?" look.

"..."

Seeing sex and forgetting friends! At this moment, Zhuo Fan came up with another idiom in his mind without any teacher.

Yang Qianyi on the side finally couldn't stand the sterile conversation between the two and directly pointed out the topic.

"Brother Cheng, tomorrow's parent-teacher meeting...will Aunt Xia come?"

Yang Qianyi swallowed a piece of candy in his mouth, and consciously swallowed the question of whether Father Cheng would come.

"Not coming."

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and then the boy's usual undisciplined voice rang out.

The nonchalant and unruffled tone made both Zhuo Fan and Yang Qianyi breathe a sigh of relief.

"that's great."

...

The classroom became quiet again.

The sun is still showing its light on the horizon, and the red sunset is a prelude to the coming night.

The afternoon air seemed to carry a lazy tiredness.

The young man's thoughts drifted outside the window and were brought back into the house by the wind.

Jiang Nuanxing opened her eyes hazy, and the first thing she saw was such a gorgeous late autumn dusk picture.

She quirked her eyebrows in a novel way, and her beautiful eyes were full of childish light.

"Good morning, my Nuannuan."

When Cheng Mu saw that she was awake, he slightly raised the corners of his lips.

He lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and gently pecked the lips of the girl Xiao had longed for.

When he spoke again, the boy's lazy voice seemed to carry a hint of expectant smile.

"Tomorrow... let's meet the parents together."

(End of this chapter)