Bai Mohua's slender, white and pure fingers gently poked Nuannuan's soft little face. A small flesh pit immediately sank, and the little cousin's body was fragrant. No matter how much I hugged her, I couldn't get enough.

When the adults came, they saw the cousins ​​having fun.

"Really? You woke up while Nuan Nuan was playing chess."

Aunt looked at Nuan Nuan with some guilt - "Aunt should have kept an eye on you."

They were playing chess and drinking tea in a room not far away. They didn't go far, but they didn't expect Nuannuan to wake up so soon.

Nuan Nuan shook her head in embarrassment and said softly, "It was Nuan Nuan who forgot to use her cell phone to call Mom and Dad."

"You must be scared."

Several adults came over to ask about his well-being.

The little girl shook her head very obediently - "No."

"It would be strange if there wasn't any. I was crying."

Bai Mohua pinched her little face - "Look at you, Keke, you are so pitiful."

Mr. and Mrs. Gu felt even more distressed after hearing this. Nuannuan didn't want to make them worry, so she held their hands softly and acted coquettishly before she uncovered the matter.

"Mom, aren't you surprised to see me?"

Bai Mohua put down his drawing board and looked at his parents with a smile. The handsome boy's smile made people like him easily, and the elders in the family liked him very much.

"Everyone knows you. It would be strange if you can come back tomorrow."

Bai Mohua chuckled, pulled them to sit down and talked for a while, then picked up Nuannuan.

"Aunt and uncle, I'm taking Nuannuan out to play."

Nuannuan was a little daft and looked like she was easy to bully. She was so well behaved that she didn't resist at all.

"Go, go, take good care of your sister."

"knew."

Bai Mohua ran upstairs holding Nuannuan in one hand and his drawing board in the other.

Arriving at his room, Nuannuan was attracted by the large and small oil paintings hanging in the room. Many of them were landscapes, including beautiful snow-capped mountains under the warm golden sunlight, a fairyland-like waterfall under the rainbow, and a graceful lotus flower with every detail visible. Each painting was a visual feast for Nuannuan.

After Bao Moshu carried Nuannuan into his room, he went straight to the attic and opened the curtains. It was a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and one could clearly see any scenery outside from inside the room.

This small attic is where Bai Mo paints. It has a simple layout. Painting pigments, brushes and papers are neatly placed in a wooden cabinet against the wall. In the middle is a stand for the drawing board and a stool. The most eye-catching things in this room are the paintings hanging on the wall.

The paintings in the bedroom below are relatively small, but the paintings here are very large.

The most eye-catching thing in the middle is a ginkgo tree that is more than two meters high. Nuannuan can tell at a glance that this ginkgo tree is the one in the outer courtyard.

At first glance, it seemed as if the ginkgo tree in the painting had come alive, and the yellowing leaves made one feel the breath of autumn. She seemed to have returned to the time when she first came here, standing in the small courtyard and admiring the big ginkgo tree.

Not far from the ginkgo tree there is another painting of an elegant beauty wearing a blue and white porcelain cheongsam. She stands with her back to people in front of an antique reddish-brown window eaves, with only half of her face exposed. Yet one can feel from the painting the dignity and grace of a lady from a noble family.

No one doesn't like such a beauty!

"It's my aunt."

Nuan Nuan looked at the tall cheongsam beauty and called out softly. Although only half of the face was shown, people who knew her could tell who was painted on it at a glance.

Bai Mohua went downstairs again in this short period of time, carrying a black schoolbag in his hand and changing his clothes.

"Second cousin, you are so awesome!"

Knowing that these were all drawn by the boy in front of her, Nuannuan admired him very much.

I had only heard mothers talk about it before, but after actually seeing these paintings, Nuannuan felt that my second cousin’s hands might have some special magical power.

Being stared at with admiring eyes by the little girl, Bai Mohua shook his head a little embarrassedly, his ears turned slightly red, he was actually shy.

"It's not that amazing. Everyone has their own strengths. Nuannuan will be able to find something she likes in the future and become something special."

As he said this, he took his schoolbag to the wide balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window and waved to the little girl.

"Come here and see if you like these."

The little girl walked over obediently, and then looked at the schoolbag with a shocked expression...it was full of all kinds of snacks.

Bai Mohua was wearing only white socks and walking on the balcony floor covered with a soft blanket. The heating in the room was turned on high so it was not very cold on the balcony.

Even at home, he likes to wear a white shirt and light grey three-quarter casual pants that reveal a section of his white calves. He has a faint smile on his face, and his black hair is soft and obedient. He looks casual yet clean and beautiful like white jade.

Nuannuan also took off her shoes and walked over, sitting cross-legged with him in her little white socks, and took the bottle of Wangzai milk handed to her by the boy with her two delicate white hands.

"Give it to Nuan Nuan, let's drink milk."

Unlike Gu An, who always says that he has grown up, Bai Mohua is just like a little child, sharing his favorite things with Nuan Nuan.

"This small cake is delicious, and this spicy strip is my favorite, but it's a bit fiddly to hold with my hands. I like to eat them one by one with my hands. Nuannuan, you can try it."

Little girl Nuannuan opened her little mouth, leaned over and grabbed the spicy strips in his hand, then held her delicate little face and ate them happily.

“Mmm…delicious!”

Bai Mohua smiled happily, holding up her greasy fingers with a pair of cat-like eyes, looking very clean.

"Yeah, yeah."

The two of them sat together happily eating a lot of snacks like friends who had known each other for many years. At the end, Bai Mohua burped and held Wangzai up.

"Come, drink this glass of milk, welcome my little cousin to my home!"

Nuan Nuan raised her hands to imitate him, her eyes curved and she followed in a baby voice - "Drink this glass of milk!"

It was clearly milk, but the two of them drank it and it looked like alcohol.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and get ready and go wash your hands."

Bai Mohua skillfully tidied up the things on the windowsill, and then took Nuannuan to wash his hands.

Both hands were covered with white foam, but one pair was slender and pure as white jade, while the other pair was small and cute with milky white skin. Because of the growth of flesh, a few cute flesh dimples could be clearly seen on the warm and tender back of the hand.

"Come on, my second cousin will draw for you."

The boy immediately took action. He held the warm and soft little hand with his slender hand and supported his chin to look for scenery that could be painted. However, he was not satisfied with any of the places he found.

"Um... No, the scenery here is not lively at all, and it doesn't match Nuan Nuan."

Nuan Nuan, who was running with him, suddenly saw a half-grown orange cat on the tree in front of her. It seemed to want to come down, but it was a little scared, so it hung on the branch, meowing and not knowing what to do.

"Brother, cat."

Nuannuan tugged at Bai Mohua's clothes, and the orange cat fell from the tree in anxiety, but fell into someone else's yard.

Bai Mohua was startled, his cat eyes widened, "Why did you end up at his house?"