"Honey," Mu Xingfeng rushed over in a few steps and hugged the girl from behind again, "Honey, if you don’t like it, your husband will keep his distance from them. Don’t be upset, okay?"
Your husband really feels heartbroken when you’re like this. You are your husband’s life. He can give you even his life. What else can’t he do for you? Just say it, and your husband will give it to you.
Mu Xingfeng wasn’t good at expressing himself; he just didn’t want to see her unhappy. He wanted to give her the best and make her happy.
An Ran suddenly froze there. She always thought Wang Xia and Hairong were different in Mu Xingfeng’s heart, after all, they were entrusted by comrades, and he watched Hairong grow up.
She even thought about the day she’d face Hairong and her son, wondering which side Mu Xingfeng would take if Hairong behaved unreasonably like last ti at the villa in the Imperial City, falsely accusing her. Would Mu Xingfeng believe Hairong or trust her like last ti?
Would believing her once an he would always believe her?
Unexpectedly, Mu Xingfeng said this. For her, he was willing to keep his distance from them.
"Honey~" An Ran turned around with red eyes, eting his sincere and affectionate gaze.
Mu Xingfeng lowered his head and kissed her on the temple, "Mm, your husband is here."
As he spoke, he reached out and pinched her cheek, "Don’t be upset, okay? It pains your husband to see you like this."
"You deserve the heartache. Who told you to be so attractive, making constantly worry so fairies would co and take you away?"
An Ran pouted, her expression clearly saying, "I’m justified in being unhappy," and rolled her eyes dramatically.
Is his wife... jealous? It turns out he is so important in her heart, and his wife’s jealousy can be easily sparked.
Mu Xingfeng’s mood instantly brightened, and he hugged An Ran, gently swaying her, "Don’t worry, honey. No matter which fairy dares to co, they’ll have to face my staff first. I’ll beat them into a pulp, so my wife won’t be worried or upset."
An Ran finally smiled, "Face your staff? Do you think you’re Sun Wukong? I don’t want to be with a monkey, so ugly."
She was a true face-con, no Master Monkeys for her.
Mu Xingfeng imdiately felt aggrieved, "Honey, you’re so unreasonable. Just now, you blad for being attractive, and now you think I’m ugly like Sun Wukong. What do you want your husband to do?"
Having a face-con wife is really helpless.
"What to do? If you don’t want to be angry, you have to listen to . When you see those won who have intentions towards you, retreat three feet away, and don’t show them any nice face." An Ran pointed at Mu Xingfeng’s firm chest, speaking domineeringly, and pouted her red lips.
Mu Xingfeng imdiately kissed those unruly lips, "Okay, I’ll listen to my dear wife."
Only what An Ran didn’t know was that even before he t her, he only had the most normal communication with even his mother and sister. Lin Ruonan had known him for twenty years and that was all there was to it, let alone showing goodwill to other won.
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