his little warmth

Chapter 82 Can I take it off?
Ever since Cheng Mu and Jiang Sheng met that night, neither of them expected that their second meeting would come so soon.

Because after the second monthly exam of No. [-] High School ended perfectly, Lao Xu dropped a bombshell while announcing the results - convening a parent-teacher meeting.

When everyone heard this, they complained incessantly and accused Lao Xu of deliberately hiding the news. He was really too scheming!
"Old Xu, why didn't you tell us such an important thing before our exam?!"

However, it turns out that ginger is still old and spicy.

Lao Xu said lightly, "I told you in advance, you will be able to pass the exam, right?" Everyone was speechless.

Ignoring the sadness below, Lao Xu patted the podium and issued a final announcement.

"Tomorrow is the parent-teacher meeting. Students use the time after school to decorate the classroom and prepare in advance for the arrival of parents."

As soon as the voice fell, the school bell rang on time.

The afternoon sun gradually sets in the west, and the bright and elegant sunlight shines into the room through the glass windows, sweeping in the autumn atmosphere.

The school was extremely noisy after school, with frolics ringing out everywhere.

The students followed the instructions and stayed in the classroom to make arrangements.

Wipe the blackboard, clean the table, clean up and other steps in an orderly manner.

The polished windows were opened to let in the wind, and Jiang Nuanxing was right in front of the window. The warm autumn wind carried the fragrance of flowers, and the fine streamers shone in color.

In the afternoon after school, putting aside the heavy burden of study, the rare leisure time always makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Jiang Nuanxing drooped her eyelids and yawned, feeling sleepy unknowingly.

Cheng Mu looked at her sleepy and cute look, with a smile in his eyes.

He stopped applying the ointment to her, and instead kissed the back of her hand.

There were people around the classroom, and Jiang Nuanxing gave him a shocked look.

Then after a while, his head couldn't help but hang down slightly, and he fell asleep.

Her hand was held in the boy's palm, and the warm breeze blew in from the window.

The milky white ointment is slightly cool when applied to the wound, bringing a different kind of comfortable feeling.

Jiang Nuanxing's eyes closed closer and closer, and there was only one person in front of him as his vision gradually blurred.

The boy's face was lowered, his facial features were fair and handsome, his brows and eyes were always carefree and lazy, but the movements of his hands were extremely serious and gentle.

Jiang Nuanxing suddenly remembered that Cheng Mu had always held her hand and looked at it carefully in the past few days.

It was obvious that the wound she sustained when she fell last time was getting lighter and lighter, but he was as nervous as if something were wrong. He helped her apply ointment on time every day and took care of her delicately.

What a fool.

The last time he was injured, he didn't care about his body.

Jiang Nuanxing thought.

As the sun sets, the noise in the classroom seems to be getting smaller and smaller, and the small sounds around are like a revolving lantern, dazedly drilled into the ears.

So in a daze, Jiang Nuanxing heard Zhuo Fan and Ling Huan arguing, and Yang Qianyi trying to stop the fight without sincerity...

The department representative urged the naughty students to hand in their homework, and the monitor ordered the students to do the finishing work of decorating the classroom. Even in the corridor not far away, you could vaguely hear a few basketballs falling to the ground...

Jiang Nuanxing closed her eyes, feeling increasingly sleepy, and the palm that was originally supporting her chin relaxed unconsciously.

Then at the critical moment, he rested in the warm hand of another.

Jiang Nuanxing felt the cool smell of the ointment coming over him.

At the same time, a boy's low laugh sounded in her ears, with a clean, low-pitched voice that was unique to a boy and had a sexy low tone.

"Nuan Nuan, the ointment is ready."

"Can I take off your pants?"

(End of this chapter)