So many dishes that are not spicy and semi-spicy, but he gave her a whole chili pepper. However, since he gave it with good intentions, she naturally had to eat it. Now she can only silently pray that it’s a mild chili.
An Ran’s chopsticks were just reaching for the chili when another pair of chopsticks beat her to it, picking up the chili and casually throwing it into the trash bin beside them, explaining bluntly, "She can’t eat spicy food."
Then he continued eating the beef in his bowl as if nothing had happened.
Geez, Mu Wanxin was almost fuming.
She can’t eat spicy food, but that doesn’t mean she can’t eat what you’re eating. Why did you throw it into the trash? Are you disgusted by what I picked?
Considering An Ran, Mu Wanxin glared angrily at Mu Xingfeng, wishing she could burn a hole into his bowl of beef with her stare.
After lunch, Old Mr. Mu and Grandma Mu went upstairs for their nap. Mu Zhenzong and He Yushu had to go back to their respective workplaces. Mu Xingfeng took An Ran to his room.
This place was noticeably different from Longteng Xinyuan, which was decorated very cozily, while here everything revealed a man’s firmness and stability.
Dark blue curtains and black-and-white bed covers, even the desk and bookshelf were in dark tones.
The bookshelf was filled with various military-themed books and models. An Ran curiously picked up a small fighter jet to examine it.
"Yeah, I rarely come back here. This was arranged when I was in school."
"When you were in school?" An Ran glanced at Mu Xingfeng and looked around the room. It was hard to imagine that someone so young had no signs of youthful exuberance.
"Are you tired? Want to take a nap?" Mu Xingfeng asked softly as he stared at the little girl in front of him. He could hardly believe that he had brought her into his domain, this place that completely belonged to him.
Watching her work so hard to fit in with his family, even though he knew she was doing it out of gratitude, his heart still felt full of warmth.
Thank you, An Ran. Thank you for giving me the chance to love you.
An Ran stiffened at his words, a nap? Here? With Instructor Mu?
She turned her head and looked into his dark eyes, which were now filled with a gentle ripple, different from the usual cold depth.
Honestly, his cold and refined features paired with those gentle eyes made him as charming as a prince, but the hint of passion in his eyes burned her.
An Ran quickly looked away, unnaturally tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and coughed lightly, "I... I’m not tired. I’ll go downstairs to get some water."
Damn it, when she lived with Instructor Mu in Longteng Xinyuan before, she didn’t feel anything, but now her heart seemed to be pounding out of her chest. What’s going on? Has Instructor Mu become more handsome?
Seeing the little girl wanting to escape, Mu Xingfeng’s passionate gaze dimmed slightly. He grabbed her small hand gently, pulling her into his embrace.
Suddenly entering a warm embrace, An Ran was stunned. What was Instructor Mu doing? Really want to sleep? Forcefully? Should she resist or not?
She owed Instructor Mu so much, if he really couldn’t resist wanting to sleep, should she satisfy him a little? But she was his nominal girlfriend. If they really slept together, wouldn’t it be defiling her benefactor, then wouldn’t that be a sin?
An Ran’s mind had already conjured up an enticing scene. She had seen Instructor Mu’s physique before: broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, along with his good looks. Tsk tsk. She touched her nose; thankfully, there was no nosebleed.