Rong Jiazze wore a bunny hat on his head, wrapped tightly in a fluffy scarf, covered up warmly from head to toe. He struggled to stick his face out from his collar, looking up and calling out, "Brother."
The young man rubbed his head through the hat. The little one pulled her hand away, shivering at the unexpected cold, and quickly used his palm to cover his breath continually, "Phew, brother, are you cold?"
His fingertips were brushed by the warm breath, and Rong Zhi scratched his palm, "Not cold."
Rong Jiazze felt ticklish, his lips slightly pursed, pretending to be all grown up, "I'm a big friend now, brother, don't scratch my palm, it's ticklish."
Rong Zhi responded with a faint "hmm," "Is your school holding a parents' meeting tonight?"
Jiang Gujun just messaged her about it. There's a parents' meeting at the little one's school tonight at seven-thirty, since school has been in session for two months. He and Bai Su are busy and asked her to go.
