[BL, MTL] Crooked? Here Comes the Warmth! (Quick Wear)

Chapter 2: Bamboo Horse's Sweet Cake (1)

　　In the early morning, the warm sunshine fell through the dense leaves, turning into golden spots.

　　The little man opened his sleepy eyes and felt that the bed under him was extraordinarily soft, with a magical power that could relax one's nerves and make one sleep under the quilt regardless of anything.

　　The baby girl stretched out a milky white arm from the quilt and rubbed her eyes.

　　"What time is it now..." The voice was not soft and waxy like that of a young man, and the trailing sound at the end of the words was like being coquettish with an adult.

　　The change in the voice stunned the little man who had just woken up, and then opened his confused little deer eyes again.

　　It took Chi Bai'an a long time to react with his little brain, which currently has very little memory. He raised his chubby hand. The palm and back of the hand were full of flesh, like a jade ornament made of fine mutton-fat jade.

　　Chi Baian blinked his moist deer eyes and looked around curiously. Everything around him looked like an enlarged version in the eyes of the baby. Even the little lion doll on the bedside was half as tall as him.

　　"This is the first plane, because An An arranged a novice plane for his first mission. The difficulty of this plane is relatively easy. Of course, the warm villain must start from a baby!"

　　The little baby stumbled out of bed and leaned on the window sill on a small stool to watch.

　　Somehow, Chi Bai'an suddenly saw the boy in the yard of the house next door.

　　He was alone, cleaning the fallen leaves in the yard.

　　The boy looked young, but the sharpness in his brows was not what a child of this age should have.

　　As if aware of Chi Bai'an's gaze, the boy put down the broom and turned back to meet Chi Bai'an's gaze, which frightened the little man for a moment.

　　Chi Baian jumped off the small bench.

　　This snow-white little white rabbit suddenly disappeared from the young man's sight.

　　The young man remained expressionless, withdrew his gaze and continued the work at hand.

　　"This is the villain."

　　The little squirrel wanted to say something more, but its pointed ears suddenly moved, "Someone is coming!"

　　There was a slight sound at the door, and then the door was gently pushed open.

　　The person who came was a beautiful and gentle woman, with long chestnut hair that was slightly curled behind her ears. Even if she was wearing home clothes, she could not resist her feminine temperament.

　　"Why did An'an sit up on his own? You're not going to be your mother's little lazy boy today?" The smile on the corner of the woman's mouth was filled with infinite tenderness, and she hugged the small ball of Chi Bai'an into her arms.

　　"Songsong, she looks exactly the same as An An's Mom?!"

　　Songsong didn't reply.

　　When the woman finished washing Chi Baian gently, she went downstairs.

　　"An'an in this plane has congenital asthma, but Songsong can't help An'an." The little squirrel hugged its big tail and felt a little guilty.

　　As if he heard the little squirrel's disappointment, Chi Bai'an comforted him: "It's okay, An An is used to this."