Entering the room, Mu Xingfeng took pajamas out of the wardrobe and handed them to An Ran, "You go take a bath first."
An Ran took the pajamas into the bathroom, and when she came out after washing up, she saw Mu Xingfeng sitting at the bedside, flipping through their marriage certificate.
As An Ran was drying her hair, she walked over. Mu Xingfeng heard the noise and naturally took the towel from An Ran’s hand to help her dry her hair.
An Ran had already adapted to this side of Mu Xingfeng, letting him serve her. She picked up the marriage certificate casually.
Looking at the photo inside of the two, Mu Xingfeng was dressed in professional attire, looking very dashing. An Ran chuckled inwardly, this man...
Who could have imagined, after entering the Bureau of Civil Affairs, this man didn’t handle those documents but took a bag from Liu Hu and went into the restroom.
When he came out, he was dressed in a sharp professional attire.
An Ran had seen Mu Xingfeng in professional attire a few times, but for some reason, she felt he looked the most handsome this time.
"Wife, these two people match so well."
Mu Xingfeng put down the hairdryer, hugged her from behind, and looked at the marriage certificate together with her.
An Ran was slender, and the small hollow of her neck perfectly fit his chin, making him feel that this spot was designed for him.
Still looking at the marriage certificate, An Ran gently stroked the photo of the two and softly said, "Instructor Mu, what does a divorce certificate look like? Do they also take a photo together?"
He was just wondering what this girl was thinking, staring at the marriage certificate for so long.
Indeed, he shouldn’t have high expectations for her.
As punishment, Mu Xingfeng bit her little hand until the little girl screamed before he let go.
Seeing the little girl clutching her finger with a look of grievance, his mood improved.
Thinking inwardly: Wife, don’t worry, I won’t let you have the chance to see a divorce certificate.
An Ran was inexplicably bitten, her big eyes looking wet and aggrieved at Mu Xingfeng, her small mouth puckered high. Mu Xingfeng took the chance to peck her lightly on the lips. Thɪs chapter is updated by novelꞁire.net
An Ran was utterly stunned, Instructor Mu was acting very strangely tonight, especially how he called her wife earlier, which made her blush.
"Go take a bath already," An Ran pushed Mu Xingfeng, doubting she knew how to deal with Instructor Mu if this continued.
Mu Xingfeng touched her flushed little face, "Alright, listening to the wife."
Instructor Mu, you’re quite something, enjoying calling me wife?
An Ran couldn’t be bothered to argue with him, knowing that being called that wouldn can’t make her lose a piece of meat, at most, she’ll feel her face heating up.
She put away the marriage certificate, placing it into the drawer of the bedside table and casually picked up a cup of water from the bedside table.
Just as she turned her head, a mouthful of water sprayed out, her eyes widening instantly.
"Mu... Instructor Mu, what are you doing?"
Mu Xingfeng said innocently, "Taking a bath, didn’t my wife tell me to go take a bath?"
"Wife, we’re married now, legally."
Mu Xingfeng deliberately teased the little girl, watching her reaction intently.
An Ran had no choice but to dive into the covers, beginning to chant: "People at birth, are inherently good..."
Meanwhile, a pleasant laugh came from outside the covers.
Mu Xingfeng came out of the shower, seeing a bulge under the blanket, the little girl still hiding inside.
He gently patted the lump, "Why are you still covering yourself? Aren’t you afraid of suffocating?"
"Instructor Mu, have you put on your clothes?" An Ran’s muffled voice came from under the covers.
This girl, did she think he was an exhibitionist?
"Put them on, come out." Mu Xingfeng said.