"Xingfeng~" An Ran gently called, wrapping her arms around his waist, "You must take good care of yourself from now on."
The dark, murmuring voice wasn’t loud, but it struck the man’s heart each ti.
How could he not know her helplessness? She had already regarded him as her sky.
Because she had taken a week off, An Ran went back to school in the afternoon.
Mu Xingfeng sent her to the school gate, hugging and kissing her repeatedly in the car, his resentful eyes like those of an abandoned little wife.
A few days ago, Lin Junyang got news from his old man that the Guard Team was going to select a group of elites from each local team to form a Special Training Team directly under the command of the country. Although the news had not been officially announced yet, Mu Xingfeng had already started preparing for it.
He had been recovering from an injury recently, and his training had fallen behind. He must make up for it seriously before the selection.
But this training might an he wouldn’t have ti to see his little wife for the entire week, and even weekend visits might not be as leisurely, which made him sowhat reluctant.
"Wifey, I’ll be having a lot of training in the next period, and I might not always be able to respond to your ssages right away, but feel free to send them. I’ll reply as soon as I see them," Mu Xingfeng said, then thought for a mont, "You can call too, and if I don’t pick up, don’t worry, I’m probably training and didn’t bring my phone. Sotis we train not just during the day but also have night-ti drills. And rember, no matter what happens, you have to call . Don’t hide anything from anymore, okay?"
An Ran had never known that the supposedly Cold-faced Yama, Instructor Mu, could be so talkative. Listening to his instructions one by one, she nodded continuously.
She knew that Mu Xingfeng was worried about her.
"I understand, don’t worry. I’ll be fine at school, nothing will happen."
"Mm, and don’t be scared if anything does happen. If soone bullies you, bully them back harder. If you can’t win, it’s fine; you have ," Mu Xingfeng gently stroked An Ran’s tender white face, eyes full of reluctance.
An Ran was a bit speechless. She was only going to school and staying in the dorm for a week. Was it really necessary to make it seem so difficult to part?
"Alright, alright, I got it. My parents have never nagged this much."
An Ran removed Mu Xingfeng’s hand and took her backpack from the back seat.
"Do your parents love you as much as I do?"
An Ran paused while grabbing her bag, then smiled bitterly. Her parents, her foster parents — both combined didn’t care for her as much as Mu Xingfeng did. Comparing them to him was truly doing him an injustice.
Seeing Mu Xingfeng’s disappointed face, An Ran leaned forward and kissed the corner of his mouth, "I’m sorry, I was wrong."
How could Mu Xingfeng truly be angry with her? After receiving a fragrant kiss, he teased, "Say sothing nice."
"Hubby, you should go back now. I’ll head to class. I’ll send you ssages."
Afraid that he would cling to her again, An Ran hurriedly got out of the car after saying this.
Finally hearing what he wanted, and seeing the little girl enter the school gates, Mu Xingfeng then turned the car around.
Returning to the campus after a week away, walking down the familiar path, An Ran hadn’t even reached the dormitory building when she saw Xiao Xiao running towards her with a lunchbox from afar.
"Ranran, you’re back! I missed you so much!"
She said and imdiately hugged her tightly.
"I missed you too. You don’t know how bored I’ve been this week." An Ran hugged Xiao Xiao back as she spoke.
Xiao Xiao released her embrace, looking An Ran up and down, "Ranran, don’t kid . You and Instructor Mu have been so sweet together. Who would believe you missed ?"
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