Pfft, after hearing Mu Xingfeng’s words, An Ran almost spat out blood, damn it, could he be any more domineering?
An Ran’s face fell, she really didn’t understand what this man saw in her. She really didn’t want to be friends with him, who would want to face an ice block every day, always so gloomy, is he a masochist?
For the sake of her future happiness, An Ran decided to try persuading him again, so she softened her voice: "Instructor Mu..."
An Ran hadn’t finished her sentence before Mu Xingfeng rudely interrupted her with his extremely cold voice, causing An Ran to swallow back the rest of her words.
Alright, there really wasn’t much more to say to this person.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Mu Xingfeng glanced at An Ran and turned to open the door, secretly letting out a breath.
That darned girl, daring to speak to him in that tone.
He always thought An Ran’s voice was pleasant, clear and melodious like an oriole, but he didn’t expect that when she acted coyly, her sweet voice with a hint of milkiness sounded just like a little kitten, scratching at his heart.
He had never imagined that liking a woman could be so heart-stirring, even recalling it later still made his heart race.
As for that time, no need to mention it. But now, he no longer dared to have such thoughts. His little girl was so resistant to him, but he wasn’t in a hurry, he was willing to patiently wait for her to accept him for a lifetime.
When Mu Xingfeng opened the door, he saw Lin Junyang standing at the door with a cheeky grin. Seeing the door open, he called out "Captain Mu" and lifted his foot to enter.
Mu Xingfeng ignored him and directly slammed the door shut.
Fortunately, Lin Junyang reacted quickly, otherwise his head would have been caught in the door.
Touching his nose which almost got hit, Lin Junyang calmly pressed the doorbell again.
If he wasn’t mistaken, the person on the sofa inside should be Tuzi.
Captain Mu really deserves his title, getting things done so quickly?
Just as he was marveling, the door opened again. Mu Xingfeng said with a dark face: "You better have something important."
Mu Xingfeng knew exactly why this punk was here, so he shut the door the moment he saw him. Who knew this punk would persist, so he ignored him, but the doorbell just wouldn’t stop ringing.
"I do, I do," Lin Junyang said, pulling out a big backpack from behind him. "This is Tuzi’s luggage, Liu Hu asked me to bring it over."
On his way over, he was worrying about finding an excuse to go to Mu Xingfeng’s place. Though curious, he knew Mu Xingfeng’s temper wasn’t to be trifled with; it could backfire on him, causing more trouble than fun.
Just then, he saw Liu Hu carrying a big backpack and asked if Mu Xingfeng had returned to the dormitory.
So, Lin Junyang decided to be helpful and took Liu Hu’s backpack, giving him a legitimate reason to scout the situation.
Taking the backpack from Lin Junyang, Mu Xingfeng shut the door again: "Alright, you can go now."
"Hey, hey, hey, Boss Mu, I’m thirsty, can you spare some water?" Lin Junyang pushed the door, poking his head in.
"No water, drink at home," then he seemed to recall something: "Do you have any brown sugar at home?"
"Brown sugar? What would I need that for? No, I don’t have any." Lin Junyang replied.