Such a girl, what reason and what right does he have to be angry with her?
Even if he hadn’t discovered the gift she prepared in advance but didn’t send, or if she hadn’t prepared a gift at all, he wouldn’t be a bit angry.
"Really not?" An Ran used her uninjured arm to prop herself up on the man’s chest, looking at him seriously.
Mu Xingfeng felt a pang in his heart seeing her cautious appearance. Why did she think he would be angry?
He used to chase her again and again, only to be rejected ti after ti, and he even thought she might only rely on him.
Now he realized that her love for him was no less than his for her, perhaps even more careful and considerate.
She thought of him in every way, silently accommodating him.
"Really not, how can I make you believe?" To show he wasn’t angry, Mu Xingfeng softened his tone a bit, and the corners of his lips curved up slightly.
Just a faint smile was enough to dazzle An Ran.
Heavens, how much did they favor this man, giving a big guy such a breathtakingly handso face? She had no doubt that Mu Xingfeng never smiled before because he was worried his smile would cause unnecessary commotion.
"If you’re not angry, then kiss ."
Looking at the man’s smile, these words slipped out of her mouth without thinking.
After saying it, An Ran was extrely regretful, but she couldn’t back down now, so she stubbornly kept eye contact with the man, although her biting her lip gave her away.
Such a request was what Mu Xingfeng wished for. He reached out and grabbed the girl’s injured arm, raising it high above her head to ensure it wouldn’t get pressed.
Just one kiss wouldn’t be enough.
These past few days of mission separation, he needed to make up for all the longing.
Considering An Ran’s injuries, Mu Xingfeng directly pulled her into his arms, patted her little head, "Go to sleep."
Indeed, An Ran was tired. At this mont, lying in the man’s arms, on the man’s bed, pillow, and quilt, all filled with the man’s scent—a faint cold fragrance, his unique sll.
From the first close contact with him, this scent inexplicably reassured her.
Now, in such an environnt, slling this familiar scent, it didn’t take long for steady, even breaths to be heard.
Seeing the person in his arms fall asleep, Mu Xingfeng adjusted his position to ensure her injury wouldn’t be aggravated by movent, then held her contentedly and fell asleep.
Just at dawn, the wake-up call sounded.
The family quarters were at the far end of the entire team, so the sound wasn’t very loud, but it still woke An Ran up.
Mu Xingfeng ca out from washing up in the bathroom, only to see the girl sitting on the bed, her long hair a bit ssy, with sleepy big eyes staring blankly forward, unfocused.
She clearly hadn’t slept enough, and he knew this girl always had a bad habit of staying in bed when she didn’t get enough sleep, making her even more groggy.
Seeing her like this now, she was obviously still not fully awake.
Mu Xingfeng walked to the bedside, knelt on one knee on the bed, and gently touched An Ran’s little face, "Honey, it’s still early, sleep a bit more. I’ll go to morning training and bring breakfast back for you later."
Who knows if the little girl heard him, but after he finished speaking, An Ran fell back onto the bed, hugging the quilt and falling asleep again.
Mu Xingfeng chuckled softly, quickly left the house.
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