An Ran rested her chin in her hands, watching the two people with great interest, not understanding how Xiao Xiao, who was calling Brother Yang every few words just a few days ago, now switched to this scene.
It seems that indeed opposites repel each other.
Asking what is love in this world, it’s just to see if you can conquer it or not.
Although the Mu Family canceled An Ran and Mu Xingfeng’s engagent ceremony, the wedding date between the Mu Family and the Shen Family arrived as scheduled.
On the 30th, which was the day before the wedding, the Mu Family was bustling and busy from top to bottom.
An Ran and Xiao Xiao spent the whole day in Mu Wanxin’s room, helping with the final preparations.
Suddenly, there was a roar in the sky over the backyard, and a servant ca running from the back.
"Master, Madam, the young master is back."
"Xingfeng is back," Mu Wanxin put down the accessory in her hand, stood up, and ran outside.
"It’s Instructor Mu," Xiao Xiao stood up happily, and seeing An Ran still in a daze, she took her hand and walked out.
Outside the main hall, a man with a straight guard uniform, carrying the cold deanor from the battlefield, walked in under the crowd of servants and family mbers.
"You brat, you still know to co back?" Grandma Mu looked up and down at her grandson who returned safely and scolded him.
"Grandfather, Grandmother," Mu Xingfeng stepped forward, stood straight, and saluted the two elders.
"Enough, go upstairs and see your wife," Old Mr. Mu sighed.
Only then did Mu Xingfeng’s gaze shift upward, to the position at the second-floor staircase entrance, where An Ran stood with reddened eyes, silently.
His steps couldn’t help but quicken a bit, "dong dong dong," the sound of military boots hitting the stairs grew louder until the two were within reach.
Xiao Xiao stuck out her tongue and ran downstairs first, to avoid being stuffed with their public display of affection.
"Wife, I’m back." With those words, the man embraced the girl tightly in his arms.
"Mu Xingfeng~, why did you take so long to co back, without a single ssage? Do you know how worried I was?" The girl’s soft and tender voice was filled with grievance and complaints, lting straight into his heart, making his rationality, supported by his imnse self-control, collapse instantly.
Unable to care about anyone else, Mu Xingfeng pulled An Ran, directly pushed open the door behind them, and as the door closed, a passionate and forceful kiss engulfed her.
No one knew what he had gone through these days. Just thinking of his little wife at ho waiting for him, longing for him to return, to give her a grand engagent ceremony, made him want to sprout wings and fly back.
But this mission was particularly complicated this ti.
When he received this mission initially, he only knew it was a mid-level task and not very difficult, but after reaching the destination, he found out the people reported by their informant had intricate connections, a slight mistake could affect the entire plan.
Six days of round-the-clock effort, relying on his formidable mind and extensive combat experience, he completed the mission, but ultimately missed the engagent ceremony with An Ran.
On the plane, when he turned on his phone, and saw the girl in a rose-red dress, sexy and graceful, his heart was filled with not only excitent but more guilt.
Guilt, a word that had never appeared in his dictionary before, had repeatedly occupied his entire heart since An Ran appeared.
She was his treasure, a girl he should cherish and pamper, yet he had disappointed her ti and again, made her worry, and even made her exchange her life for his.
He rembered An Ran had once said that she must have saved the world in her last life to et him.
And what he wanted to say was that it was his fortune accumulated over several lifetis that brought such a wonderful girl into his life.
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