"Mm, I know, dear."
"I don’t like Hairong either."
"Ranran, Rong is just a child."
Hearing this, An Ran said no more, just pushed him away, "I’m a bit tired, I want to rest for a while."
Watching the girl’s lonely figure, Mu Xingfeng’s heart suddenly felt as if it was gripped tightly by a large hand, sothing rushing out.
What about giving her all the love he promised?
"Sweetheart," Mu Xingfeng rushed over in a few steps and hugged the girl from behind again, "Sweetheart, if you don’t like it, I will keep my distance from them, don’t be unhappy, okay?"
If you are like this, I really feel heartbroken, you are my life, I can even give you my life, what can’t I do for you? Just say it, I can give you anything.
Mu Xingfeng is not 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, originally thinking that Wang Xia and Hairong were different in Mu Xingfeng’s heart, after all, it was a teammate’s trust, and he watched Hairong grow up.
She even thought, after asking that question, about the day she might face Hairong and her son, which side Mu Xingfeng would choose if Hairong acted out of line and frad her like last ti at the villa in the Imperial City.
Would he believe Hairong or, like last ti, believe her?
If he believes her once, will he believe her every ti?
Unexpectedly, Mu Xingfeng said such words, willing to keep a distance from them for her.
"Dear~" An Ran turned around with red-rimd eyes, eting those sincere and affectionate eyes.
"Mm, I’m here."
He reached out and pinched her little face, "Don’t be unhappy, okay? It hurts my heart to see."
"Serves you right, who told you to be so charming, making always on edge, always worried that so enchantress would appear and steal you away."
An Ran pouted, with an expression of justified unhappiness, and rolled her eyes dramatically at the end.
So... she’s jealous? So she does care about this much, and her jealousy can easily spill over.
Mu Xingfeng’s mood instantly improved. He just held An Ran, gently rocking, "Sweetheart, don’t worry, no matter what enchantress cos, she has to face my staff first, I’ll beat her into retreat, so you won’t have to worry or be angry."
An Ran finally smiled, "Beat her with your staff, do you think you’re Sun Wukong? I don’t want to be with a monkey, so ugly."
She’s a true looks-enthusiast, so she’d rather the ’big brother’ stand aside.
Mu Xingfeng imdiately pretended to be wronged, "Sweetheart, you’re being unreasonable, just now you blad for being too charming, and now you dislike for turning into Sun Wukong and being ugly, what am I supposed to do?"
Having a looks-enthusiast wife is just so helpless.
"What to do? If you don’t want to make angry, just listen to . When you see those won with intentions towards you, avoid them like the plague, don’t show them any good face." An Ran poked Mu Xingfeng’s shoulder, speaking domineeringly, and puckered her red lips.
Mu Xingfeng chuckled, "Alright, I will listen to Madam Boss."
But what An Ran didn’t know was that, before Mu Xingfeng t her, even with his mother and sister, it was just normal interaction. Lin Ruonan had known him for twenty years, and it was no more than that, let alone giving other won any good face.
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