Savor the Little Emojis

The bus arrived at the passenger station, then they had to take the subway for a while, and after getting out of the subway, they took a taxi. By the time they returned to the residential community, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

They ate dinner at a restaurant outside, so it took some time.

Traveling was exhausting. As soon as Xia Yanchun got home, she was too lazy to even clean up and directly boiled water to take a shower.

She'd just leave the cleaning and everything else to her tomorrow self!

Shen Nian also finished his shower and conveniently cleaned up the trash on the coffee table.

He didn't even dare to imagine what this house would be ruined into by Shen Yue without him.

"Lao Di, you've worked hard!" Shen Yue sincerely thanked Shen Nian.

It was really hard not to love having such a biological younger brother who would organize things and do chores for his older sister.

"If you think I worked hard, then give me some hard-earned money."

"Give you an inch and you take a mile."

Shen Nian's mouth twitched. It was expected; having been siblings for so long, how could he not know what kind of person Shen Yue was.

Shen Yue still had to go to work tomorrow. After watching a variety show for a while, she went back to sleep early.

At the right time, Shen Nian sneaked into Xia Yanchun's house. It was just convenient in the city; he could just walk in openly through the front door.

Spring Festival couplets had already been pasted on the doors of both houses. The couplets in the residential community were the easiest to paste; you didn't even need a ladder. Just apply some paste or transparent tape, and one person could easily get it done.

When leaving the house, Shen Nian didn't remember Xia Yanchun pasting couplets, and his own house definitely didn't have them. It was highly likely that Shen Yue had pasted them before returning to the small town.

Although they weren't pasted on New Year's Eve, it was more or less the same. It was better than not pasting them at all.

Xia Yanchun's room was tightly closed, and not a sliver of light leaked from the crack of the door. After spending half the day traveling, it seemed Xia Yanchun was indeed exhausted. Coupled with the start of the school term, adjusting her sleep schedule was also very important.

Gently opening the door, he only saw a certain someone lying on her side on the bed, looking at her phone. The phone screen was quite bright.

"I thought you weren't coming." Xia Yanchun pulled the blanket closer, too lazy to look up at Shen Nian, and put her phone on the desk after plugging it in to charge.

"I didn't know you went to bed so early either."

"Sleepy."

"Did you ask my sister to paste the spring couplets?"

"Yeah, I called Shen Yue earlier to help paste them. In the past, my parents would drive all the way here to paste them, which was too troublesome," Xia Yanchun muttered.

"That's true."

In the past, Chen Minyue and Shen Shi would also drive over to paste them, or they would ask Xia Herui to help. Since they didn't mention anything about this place this year, Shen Nian had completely forgotten about this matter.

Sure enough, once he returned to the town, he forgot about the city, and once he returned to the city, he forgot about the town.

"Hurry up and get into bed, it's freezing." Seeing him still standing blankly by the bed, Xia Yanchun quietly stuck out her toes and scratched his pants.

This guy came over wearing only a short-sleeved shirt. It was only five degrees today, not to mention it was night time. Even indoors, being this careless would definitely lead to catching a cold!

Shen Nian scratched his head and quickly slipped into the already warm blanket. He lay down comfortably and comfortably pulled Chunbao into his arms.

Knowing that Xia Yanchun was sleepy, Shen Nian didn't plan to do anything. He pecked Xia Yanchun's forehead and obediently closed his eyes.

Hehe, might as well peck one more time.

So Shen Nian sucked on the delicate skin of Chunbao's cheek again.

Xia Yanchun felt sweet in her heart, exhaling warm breath in Shen Nian's arms.

"Good night, Nianbao."

"Chunbao, hehe, your stomach is so soft."

"I've already called you Nianbao, shouldn't you call me older sister?"

"I even call you wifey, but I haven't heard you call me hubby."

"Hmph, I'll hit you."

...

The first day of school, six o'clock in the morning.

No matter how many times he had to wake up at six, it was still hard to get used to waking up so early.

Xia Yanchun got up yawning, waking up before the alarm went off. It seemed her sleep schedule adjustment was very successful.

Having slept well and feeling energetic, Xia Yanchun didn't plan to go back to sleep. She randomly stretched her limbs on the bed and gave Shen Nian, who was already awake next to her, a flurry of punches.

Shen Nian: "..."

If he had known, he would have woken her up when he got up at four o'clock so she could go back to sleep.

Shen Nian, who had already brushed his teeth and washed his face, got up together with Xia Yanchun. His favorite thing to do was stand next to Xia Yanchun and harass her while she was brushing her teeth, and then savor her helpless little expression of not wanting to deal with him.

Occasional impatience was even better to savor.

Shen Nian poked around everywhere, and even lifted Xia Yanchun's pajamas a little in front of the mirror, rubbing her soft belly, unable to put it down.

"Annoying," Xia Yanchun said vaguely, swatting his hand away.

After finishing brushing her teeth and washing her face, Xia Yanchun's impatience turned into patience. The refreshed girl skipped around, and when putting on her shoes, she even had to hold onto Shen Nian to press her feet down.

After a long time, Shen Nian pushed his Maverick electric scooter out of the shed.

He had charged it when he came back last night, so it was naturally fully charged now.

"Get on," Shen Nian patted the back seat.

Xia Yanchun held onto Shen Nian to get on the scooter and sat securely at the back. Her two small hands pinched Shen Nian's ears, "You're not wearing a helmet again."

"It's uncomfortable to wear."

"Then hurry up and drive!"

The electric scooter drove out of the residential community and stopped at a breakfast shop outside. They bought two breakfasts and continued driving.

Breakfast was a simple three large BBQ pork buns and a cup of hot soy milk. Xia Yanchun only bought a corn on the cob and had already gnawed half of it on the way.

Looking in the rearview mirror at the cute little person gnawing on corn with her front teeth like a little rabbit, Shen Nian rested one hand on her knee and smiled foolishly: "Is it good?"

"Quite sweet."

"Let me have a bite."

"Can you just drive properly? You're still thinking about eating while driving."

"Ah--"

Shen Nian wouldn't listen. He opened his mouth and drank the winter wind, looking very much like he would keep his mouth open if Xia Yanchun didn't give him the corn on the cob.

What is this.

Xia Yanchun pouted, watching him drink the winter wind for over ten seconds, before gloomily stretching the corn on the cob forward, placing it horizontally in front of Shen Nian's mouth.

Shen Nian took a bite, and the soft, sticky sweetness of the corn made him exceptionally satisfied.

When they arrived at the school gate, Xia Yanchun got off the scooter and immediately ran away. Shen Nian, who still had to park and lock the scooter, could only follow behind.

They entered the classroom one after the other. Shen Nian took a deep breath, taking a light taste of the long-lost scholarly atmosphere of the classroom.

Damn it, who is eating the cafeteria's boiled eggs again.

Shen Nian's face darkened, and he went back to his seat and sat down.

After a while, the familiar idiot also walked in through the back door.

Ma Mingfan sat down in his seat, immediately turned to look at Shen Nian, and bared his teeth: "Shen Nian, do you think I look like a human or a god?"

"The god of psychopaths? Then you look very much like one."

"You mother... may your body be healthy and strong." He originally wanted to curse a few words, but the aftertaste of the New Year hadn't passed yet, and he had to be civilized, so Ma Mingfan held back his swear words.

He sat up straight, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "If someone can become a god by eating forty eggs a day, and I am a boy for twenty-four hours a day, am I a male god?"

"You misspoke, right?" Shen Nian rubbed his chin. "I remember you used to watch 'Super Sweet Candy' many times a day. You should be the Sugar God."

Ma Mingfan laughed out of anger. Damn Shen Nian.

It was still the familiar flavor. It seemed that over this winter break, Shen Nian hadn't turned into a Xiao Nanliang (Femboy).

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