Xu Musen decided to send An Nuannuan home.
The business street was not far from her home, just one bus ride away.
An Nuannuan seemed to especially enjoy the feeling of riding the bus; when she couldn't reach the handrail, she would grab onto Xu Musen's pants.
As a result, when the vehicle jerked to a stop, she nearly pulled his pants down.
Xu Musen, clutching his pants and seeing the suppressed laughter of those around him, also felt his face redden.
"Don't grab my pants."
"I'm afraid I can't sit still."
An Nuannuan pouted, and Xu Musen, looking into her pitiful eyes, extended his arm.
"How about you hold onto my arm then?"
"Oh."
An Nuannuan nodded her head, and reaching out, she grabbed Xu Musen's fingers directly.
The girl's little hand was as soft as if it had no bones, warm to the touch, and Xu Musen lowered his head to look at her.
At this moment, An Nuannuan was leaning against the bus window, her big eyes blinking as she gazed at the scenery outside.