A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"

He carried a little girl on his back and ran for several blocks in one breath.

Shen Ye braced himself on his knees, panting heavily.

Even though his physique had been enhanced by the system, all this tossing and turning had exhausted him.

Fortunately, after looking back several times, the "human trafficker" did not catch up.

Safe.

Shen Ye carefully put the girl off his shoulder.

Strangely enough, the little girl didn't utter a sound or even struggle the whole way while he carried her, being unusually obedient.

Mu Jinghuan landed on her feet, swaying and unsteady. She instinctively grabbed Shen Ye's arm with her two small hands to barely steady herself.

She raised her head, her large, watery eyes fixed on Shen Ye as if she were looking at some strange and unusual creature.

Are you alright?

Shen Ye looked her up and down and asked with concern.

This girl is quite pretty, with fair and delicate skin and refined features, but her eyes...

How should I put it? A bit dazed.

Like a kitten that has just woken up, dazed and confused, not knowing which way is which.

Mu Jinghuan didn't speak.

She tilted her head and stared at Shen Ye's face for a good ten seconds.

Then--

She reached out her little hand and gently poked Shen Ye's cheek.

Soft.

I poked it again.

Tap it again.

Shen Ye: "???"

Is this girl perhaps a little mentally unstable?

Where are your parents? I'll take you to find them.

Shen Ye pried the girl's restless hands away and asked with a serious expression.

Unexpectedly, Mu Jinghuan didn't pay any attention to what he was saying.

Instead, she reached out her small hand again and this time pinched Shen Ye's cheek directly.

With both hands exerting force, they pulled Shen Ye's face to both sides.

"puff--"

Seeing Shen Ye's face stretched out in a distorted way, his eyes almost squinting into slits, Mu Jinghuan finally burst into laughter—

"Goose, goose, goose..."

Her clear laughter, like silver bells, was a little silly, but it sounded especially nice on the quiet streets in the early morning.

"..."

Did I save an idiot?

Shen Ye silently grumbled to himself, his face full of helplessness.

"What's your name?"

Because his face was being pulled, he could only speak indistinctly.

Mu Jinghuan didn't answer, but continued to playfully touch Shen Ye's face, pinching and poking it, having a great time.

"Can you speak?"

Seeing that normal communication was ineffective with her, Shen Ye suspected that the child might have some kind of language disorder.

"Feed? Nod if you can hear me."

"Hello there."

Mu Jinghuan finally released her small hand and uttered two words.

Soft and sweet, with a pleasant voice.

So it can talk.

Shen Ye breathed a sigh of relief; at least they could still communicate.

"That person was a human trafficker who came to kidnap you, so I carried you that far."

Shen Ye tried his best to explain the situation in simple terms.

"Where do you live? I'll take you home."

"I'm going to have breakfast."

Mu Jinghuan tugged at Shen Ye's sleeve and looked up at him with her small face.

?

Shen Ye was stunned for a moment.

I asked you where you live, and you said you were going to have breakfast.

Is there any connection between these two sentences?

"Let's go."

Before Shen Ye could respond, Mu Jinghuan took the first step and walked towards the other end of the street.

"Hey! Wait a minute!"

Shen Ye quickly chased after her and stood in front of her, earnestly persuading her:

"You can eat breakfast later. The most important thing now is to find your family. That kidnapper might not have gone far, and it would be dangerous for you to run around now."

"I want to eat breakfast."

Mu Jinghuan remained unmoved and repeated it.

His tone was still calm, his eyes were still blank, but his attitude was unusually firm.

I was so anxious that I cried.

Nothing I say works!

Is eating the only thing on this girl's mind?

Seeing that the girl was about to leave again, Shen Ye was completely at a loss and could only go along with her.

"Okay, okay, breakfast is fine, I'll take you there."

"Um."

With her request fulfilled, Mu Jinghuan smiled faintly.

Her smile was faint, yet it warmed the heart of anyone who saw it.

"My name is Mu Jinghuan."

The girl introduced herself, and then added, "You can call me Huanhuan."

"Mu Jinghuan..."

Shen Ye murmured the name over and over, and remembered it.

"Then I'll call myself Huanhuan." Shen Ye was quite outgoing.

What would you like to eat?

The girl thought about it carefully for a moment, then looked up and answered seriously:

"I want to eat everything."

"..."

Ok.

Shen Ye has finally figured out her personality.

He acts on a whim, completely following his own rhythm.

He found a reasonably clean-looking steamed bun shop on the street and led the dazed Mu Jinghuan inside.

The little girl seemed to be visiting such a place for the first time, looking around curiously.

She would take a second look at everything: the steam rising from the steamer, the menu on the wall, the vinegar bottle on the table.

The people dining in the restaurant couldn't help but look over when they saw two exceptionally good-looking children enter.

A little boy with incredibly delicate features and an aloof air about him.

A little girl, fair-skinned and clean-cut, adorable and cute, like a porcelain doll.

These two kids standing together look like they stepped right out of a comic book.

"Want some steamed buns?" Shen Ye asked.

Mu Jinghuan sat quietly on the stool, and did not answer.

Well, another pointless question.

Why can't I remember things?

"Boss, two baskets of steamed buns, please."

Shen Ye called out and then sat down next to the girl.

A cool morning breeze slipped in through the gap in the curtain.

Shen Ye glanced at Mu Jinghuan's slender arms exposed, the thin short sleeves offering no protection against the November chill.

"Are you cold?"

As expected, the girl still didn't answer.

Shen Ye was already used to it.

He simply took action, took off his coat, and gently draped it over the girl's shoulders.

"Um?"

Mu Jinghuan was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening and obediently put her arm into her sleeve.

Shen Ye's coat was too big for her.

The sleeves were way too long, and Mu Jinghuan's hands could only stick out halfway from the cuffs, making her look like she was wearing adult clothes, which looked a bit comical.

With her fair and tender little face, she has a unique kind of cuteness.

"Thanks."

Mu Jinghuan looked down at her coat and said softly.

The sound was very soft, but Shen Ye heard it.

"It's okay, just keep wearing it, don't catch a cold."

Shen Ye waved his hand dismissively.

The steamed buns were served quickly.

Steaming hot, with tender white dough and generous filling, it looks incredibly appetizing.

Mu Jinghuan looked down at the steamed buns, then looked up at Shen Ye.

"Eat up, it's still warm."

Shen Ye picked up a steamed bun and handed it to her.

Mu Jinghuan stretched out her small hand, with only half of her fingers showing, and carefully took it.

She lowered her head and smelled it, then opened her little mouth and took a small bite.

The dough is soft and fluffy, the meat filling is savory and flavorful, and the juices melt in your mouth.

The girl's eyes lit up instantly.

"tasty!"

She rarely spoke a word on her own initiative, and then she buried her head in her food, eating one bun after another, her cheeks bulging out like a little hamster.

Shen Ye watched her eat happily, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

This girl isn't that difficult to please.

He took a steamed bun and started eating, pondering as he ate:

After breakfast, how should we send this girl back?