Chapter 79

Huo Jingcheng thought she was young, so he let Su Ruoyun be, defaulting to that chubby little hand naturally gripping his right hand.

It's just...

Su Ruoyun was young, but her hand strength was surprisingly large. Perhaps it was because she had been playing with snow for too long, her chubby little hand gripped his right hand tightly, and her tender palm carried the residual warmth from playing with snow, like a warm little fire stove. Not long after, a thin layer of sweat covered Huo Jingcheng's back of the hand.

Huo Jingcheng tried several times, trying to break free from her little hand, but was afraid of hurting her, so he used strength carefully, but to no avail.

After several struggles to no avail, he sighed silently, had to lower his head to look at the little person beside him, his tone carrying a bit of helplessness, and asked straightly: "Why do you keep holding my hand?"

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun tilted her head, her eyes rolling and looking at him, and said milkily: "Mom said, you have to hold your brother's hand when you are outside."

"..." Huo Jingcheng.

Huo Jingcheng lowered his head again, trying hard, trying to persuade Su Ruoyun: "But this is your courtyard house."

"..." Su Ruoyun.

Su Ruoyun's thoughts seemed to be entangled. After a long time, they operated slowly, and she gave a light "Oh", the tail sound drifting in the air.

She obediently responded with an okay, but her little hand hugged tighter and tighter.

Huo Jingcheng was also helpless, so he had to let her be.

The two of them held hands like this all the way.

Not speaking all the time, fearing the atmosphere was too cold, passing by the big snowman originally standing in the courtyard, Huo Jingcheng broke the silence first: "Did you build this?"

Su Ruoyun nodded: "I built it alone." The words hid a trace of pride.

She originally thought Huo Jingcheng would follow her words and praise her, but who would have thought that Huo Jingcheng just simply responded with an "Oh".

Little Bamboo was not satisfied, pouted, dejected, her head lowered almost to the ground, moving step by step, looking exactly like a swaying little zombie.

Until walking back to the main room, Huo Jingcheng never expressed a word of praise.

Ming Manrong took her daughter, learned the cause and effect of the matter, and shook her daughter's little hand: "Did you say thank you to your brother?"

Thank you?

Hearing this, Su Ruoyun pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows, and then bent her fingers to hook at Huo Jingcheng.

Huo Jingcheng took the red envelope from Song Yunwen's hand and was about to hand it to her. Seeing this, he thought Su Ruoyun had something to say to him, so he bent over and leaned forward: "Wh—" what?

Suddenly, a warm and moist feeling came to his cheek, accompanied by a crisp and loud "Pop".

Huo Jingcheng was stunned, opened his eyes wide, as if he had been cast a freezing spell and stood still. After a few dazed seconds, he subconsciously turned his head to meet Su Ruoyun's eyes.

He blushed: "You... you..."

Su Ruoyun's eyes were ignorant and innocent, and Huo Jingcheng couldn't "you" it out.

Su Ruoyun felt there was no problem. After all, she had always expressed her gratitude this way. Whenever someone taught her to thank others, she would take the initiative to kiss them and then say a sweet "thank you", and her family and others were often coaxed by her to be beaming.

It was just that Huo Jingcheng was already ten years old and had the consciousness of men and women being different.

He looked at her calm expression, secretly clicked his tongue, his heart full of helplessness, but also mixed with other emotions. How could there be such a hooligan little girl.

?? The two extra chapters for PK are finished, babies, please keep reading, there will be irregular extra chapters falling later, mua~