"Wife, I’m sorry, your husband is back late, I’m sorry..."
An Ran poked Mu Xingfeng’s chest with her little finger, speaking word by word.
"You still rember I’m your wife, huh? Since you know I’m your wife and we’re a couple, put away your guilt, I don’t need it. You were on a mission, not intentionally standing up. Do you really think I’m that petty in your eyes, Mu Xingfeng? Rember, what I care about isn’t a world-renowned engagent ceremony, it’s you, my husband’s safety."
"Wife..."
Mu Xingfeng held the small hand on his chest. At this mont, he didn’t know what words to use to express his feelings.
Anni ignored him, the main thing hadn’t been done yet.
She reached out to unbutton his shirt.
His clothes clearly looked like they’d been worn for several days, with traces of dirt and a faint sll of sweat.
He probably flew straight back to Imperial City after the mission, without even changing his clothes.
Mu Xingfeng didn’t expect An Ran’s action and imdiately pressed her mischievous hand, "Wife, don’t ss around, it’s broad daylight and Grandma and the others are still outside."
An Ran rolled her big eyes and shook off his large hand, "What are you thinking about all day long? Your clothes are so dirty, do you still want to wear them to attend Big Sister’s wedding?"
"All day long, what I’m thinking about is my wife," Mu Xingfeng shalessly said, pressing her small hand again.
Blocked again, An Ran beca more suspicious, "Mu Xingfeng, are you injured?"
If he wasn’t injured, why wouldn’t he let her see?
Mu Xingfeng stiffened upon hearing this. His little wife was too sensitive. He indeed got slightly injured during close combat with the enemy; his waist was grazed by a knife.
It’s common for them to get minor injuries while on missions, usually of little concern. But this ti when he returned, he specifically treated it. Although the wound wasn’t deep, it looked scary. He was afraid his little wife would worry and burst into tears upon seeing it.
Unexpectedly...
"Wife, you’re overthinking it; there’s no such thing. Alright, I’m going to take a shower, Grandma and the others are waiting for us. You go downstairs first. If you stay any longer, they might think we’re up to sothing bad."
At the end, Mu Xingfeng leaned in close to An Ran’s fair face, his warm breath blowing directly onto her face, making her cheeks even hotter.
The longer she was with Mu Xingfeng, the more she felt this person no longer had the initial high and cold temperant, he was simply a rogue and scoundrel.
An Ran was coaxed and pushed out of the room by him, looking at the closed door. She sighed, knowing he was hiding sothing from her but feeling helpless. Forget it, there’s plenty of ti tonight. She didn’t believe he’d still be fully dressed tonight.
Downstairs, the Mu Family had already gotten busy with their own stuff. All four brothers who got the news were already there, sitting downstairs chatting.
Coincidentally, Mu Xingfeng’s brothers were all tall and handso.
Four people just sitting on the sofa, crossing their legs, either leaning in conversation or lazily leaning back on the sofa, were simply a scenic view.
Xiao Xiao, also a fan of good looks, sitting opposite them, felt her eyes shining.
In these few days of interaction, Xiao Xiao had completely lost the apprehension she had when she first arrived at the Imperial City, and she got along well with Sun Wangbei and Chen Yankun.
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