Chapter 102 - 112: Instantly Fulfilled
An Ran had a slim figure, and her shirt hung loosely on her, just like a nightdress.
But An Ran was quite distressed. When she came back and saw that Mu Xingfeng wasn’t there, she thought he had returned to the team and wouldn’t come back. All her clothes were locked in the school dormitory; aside from what she was wearing, she had no clothes to change into. She saw clothes in Mu Xingfeng’s wardrobe and thought she would wear them just for a short while, wash them tomorrow, and then put them back. Who knew she would be caught red-handed like this?
The heat from the noodle bowl transmitted through to An Ran’s hands. Ignoring everything else, she quickly took two steps and placed the noodles on the dining table. She twisted her hands together, looking a bit flustered at Mu Xingfeng, then glanced down at the clothes she was wearing. "Um, Instructor Mu, my clothes are still at the dorm. I’ll wash this and give it back to you tomorrow."
Hopefully, Instructor Mu wouldn’t mind.
Mu Xingfeng momentarily lost his composure but quickly regained it. He placed his car keys on the shoe cabinet and casually said while changing his shoes, "It’s fine. You can wear it. I don’t wear that one."
He usually wore professional attire. If he wore casual clothes, he preferred black. This white shirt must have been bought for him by Lin Junyang. Mu Xingfeng gave Lin Junyang a silent thumbs-up in his heart.
"Oh," An Ran responded. She thought for a moment and then asked, "Instructor Mu, you didn’t go back to the team?"
Of course, Mu Xingfeng knew what the little girl meant and just said, "I went back during the day."
Does that mean he went back and then came back again? Three black lines appeared on An Ran’s forehead. Last night, he still acted like a gentleman saying he would go back even after drinking, yet today he went back and came back again. Instructor Mu, what are you trying to pull?
Though she thought that in her heart, she didn’t dare to say it. After all, this was Mu Xingfeng’s home.
Looking at An Ran’s changing expressions, Mu Xingfeng found it amusing but maintained a calm demeanor. Coming to the dining table, he looked at the lone bowl of noodles and asked, "This is dinner?"