her little sweet orange

Chapter 34

After returning home with difficulty, Chen Miao's hair was already messed up.

Her hair is naturally thin and long, and it is easy to get knotted when the wind blows, let alone a strong wind.

Chen Miao lowered her eyebrows, lowered her eyes slightly, and slowly separated her long, knotted hair with her slender fingers.

Cheng Huai turned sideways and closed the door of the villa.

The most popular variety shows in South Korea are shown on the IPS Panel super large LCD TV.

Hearing the sound, Xia Nuan put down the veil she was wiping the cello in, and looked at the two people standing by the door in surprise.

"Is it so windy outside?"

Because the sound insulation effect of the villa is excellent, Xia Nuan can't hear the roaring wind at all.

Chen Miao took off her knitted hat and scarf, put down the cello on her back, and said with a smile, "It's okay, Aunt Nuan, let's go to class first."

Xia Nuan picked up the cello, with a bright smile on the corner of her mouth: "Then get ready first, and find me in the piano room later."

Chen Miao nodded.

The girl took off her gloves, put her hands in her pockets, and turned to face the boy behind who was about to go back to the room.

The boy seemed to be aware of the girl's gaze, paused his lazy steps, and turned his head to look at the beautiful girl who was facing him.

Cheng Huai's indifferent and lazy peach blossom eyes slightly raised, his hands in his pockets, his figure is outstanding, his lips are red and his teeth are white, like a character who came out of a cartoon.

Chen Miao's charming slender eyes raised slightly, the corners of her mouth curved brightly, and she took out her hand from her pocket and stretched it out in front of Cheng Huai.

In the palm of his hand lay a piece of strawberry jelly, which was his favorite brand and taste.

The young man's cold peach blossom eyes flickered for a moment, and he raised his eyebrows: "Give it to me? Are you so kind?"

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

So Comrade Cheng Huai took the candy and put it back in his pocket.

Chen Miao looked at Cheng Huai's playful eyes, afraid that he might say something astonishing that he might like him.

She explained: "Just thank you for helping me retrieve the hat just now, don't think too much, save your imagination and write the composition later."

Cheng Huai cast aside his eyes in disdain, put his hands in his pockets, and walked to his room on his own, leaving Chen Miao a handsome back view.

Chen Miao folded her hands on her chest, let out an extremely contemptuous "hum" from her nose, then turned around and strode out of the living room, heading straight for the piano room.

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The half-day cello lesson passed quickly, and it is now around 06:30 in the evening.

Chen Miao was packing her things, Xia Nuan was helping her, the corners of her mouth couldn't be suppressed no matter what, the joy in the eyes of Cheng Huai's pair of peach blossoms seemed to overflow.

"Miaomiao, you really surprised me. Your current level has almost surpassed mine. Are you sure your mother has not picked up the wrong child? Your talent is really great."

Xia Nuan said, recalling when she was young, she tried to teach Jiang Cheng to play the cello. After teaching for a week, Jiang Cheng made that magic note...

Chen Miao smiled: "Maybe my dad has inherited this talent from me."

She moved the cello on her back handsomely and coherently, and waved to Xia Nuan: "Then Aunt Nuan, I'll go first."

Xia Nuan looked at Chen Miao lovingly, and said, "Remember to be careful on the road."

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Huai's thin and tall figure slowly descended from the spiral staircase.

The young man's eyes were clear, and he slowly stepped forward and took the cello from Chen Miao's body and carried it on his back: "Let's go."

Because it was late, Cheng Huai would send her home every Saturday. This behavior has now become a habit, and no one thinks it is wrong.

Chen Miao waved to Xia Nuan again: "Bye bye Aunt Nuan."

As she spoke, she opened the door sideways.

A gust of strong wind came in from the door, accompanied by big raindrops hitting her face, which was painful.

The dark outside of the door is like the black mouth of a monster, which makes people fearful.

The wind was too strong, and suddenly, she lost her balance and sat down on the ground.

Her body was already drenched by the downpour, with a few wind-blown camphor leaves still sticking to her hair, and her eyelashes were dripping with water.

Cheng Huai closed the door quickly, looking down at the distressed girl on the ground, the smile in his eyes was even bigger.

Xia Nuan quickly helped Chen Miao up, and Chen Miao wiped his face and pulled the leaves on his head.

She turned her head to look at Cheng Huai's undisguised mockery, her cheeks puffed up.

Since Xia Nuan is still here, she straightened her expression: "It's okay, Aunt Nuan."

Xia Nuan looked at Chen Miao worriedly: "Why is the weather so bad, Miao Miao, you can just stay here overnight, I'll call your mother, you go to Ahuai's room and take a shower first, don't catch a cold .”

Chen Miao's teeth chattered coldly: "Okay..."

　Thinking about it every day, why does Miao Miao carry the hero's favorite candy with her?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)