Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character is a Squeamish Bag

Just a little touch, Ci Chen suddenly let go of his hand, he looked away, lay down on the bed, and didn't look at Su Nuo again.

However, Su Nuo is like a piece of sweet snack, from time to time it emits bursts of sweet aroma, which makes him unable to help but put his eyes on her.

After a while, Ci Chen calmed down, lay down properly, closed his eyes, and fell asleep listening to her shallow breathing.

Ci Chen was awakened by the heat, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Su Nuo's small face without any surprise.

Just like before, she had already climbed onto her body, completely treating herself as a bed.

The soft blue hair flowed down, half covering her small face, and the soft white face was filled with a beautiful smoky pink.

Looking at her, I feel that the years are quiet.

The restless blood in the body seemed to gradually calm down.

Ci Chen stretched out his hand, hugged her, moved a little, and suddenly found that there was a mark on her cheek.

It is one's own skirt.

Immediately, Ci Chen turned Su Nuo lightly, letting her sleep with her little head leaning on his arm.

In this way, he can look at Su Nuo better.

Really, really cute.

Ci Chen stretched out his hand, gently touched her nose, then pinched her cheek.

Su Nuo, who was sleeping, probably could sense it. With a murmur, she turned away, stretched out her hand to grab the quilt beside her, and fell asleep again.

Seeing Su Nuo sleeping so sweetly, Ci Chen looked at her a few more times, then got up again, went out to get wood, and planned to build a swing.

After Cichen finished cutting the wood, he sat there thinking, probably the time was really too long.

For a long time, he almost forgot everything in the mundane world.

After thinking for a long time, he found the shape of the swing in a corner of his memory.

He started to make it with his own hands, Nuonuo said, remembering that his father made it when he was a child.

So now, he can also make one for her himself.

The swing will be ready soon.

Ci Chen stood behind the swing, stretched out his hand and gently pushed it, and the swing swayed for a while, with a beautiful arc in its swing.

You should like it if it looks sticky.

Ci Chen thought for a while, let go of his hand, and went to the corridor to continue drinking tea and flipping through the book in his hand.

It wasn't until the dawn broke that Su Nuo rubbed her eyes and walked out from inside.

"Master, when did you wake up?"

Su Nuo sat down beside him, took another sip of tea with his hand, and then looked around aimlessly.

Before Ci Chen could reply her, she found the swing.

"Ah!" After the sound, Bai Nen's little hand pointed to that place, and asked with a happy smile, "Master, Master, that's a swing."

Cichen didn't expect to see her so happy.

"I got up early to make it for you."

Seeing her happy made him happy.

"Thank you Master, I like it very much."

While talking, Su Nuo danced happily again, walked to the swing, sat down on it, and kicked her two short legs.

Seeing that Ci Chen hadn't come over yet, she waved her little hand at him again.

"Master, come quickly."

Ci Chen strode over and stood behind Su Nuo, one after another, pushing the swing for her.

Su Nuo was very happy, and laughed like a silver bell.