Perhaps her gaze was too intense; Mu Xingfeng paused as he got out of bed, turned around, and looked at the little one. Suddenly, he leaned over and asked, "Wifey, what are you looking at? Do you still want your husband to lie down with you for a while?"
An Ran was so frightened that she quickly jumped out of bed.
It was a joke; she certainly didn't think that the lying in Mu Xingfeng's words was simply under the covers. She could guarantee that if she didn't get up now, she wouldn't be able to get up before the plane took off today.
Mu Xingfeng snorted coldly at An Ran's actions, as if he was very dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything. He followed her into the bathroom.
The whole morning, wherever An Ran went, Mu Xingfeng followed. She finally understood why Mu Xingfeng insisted on bringing her back to the villa.
