Is your mouth sweet? It's been half a month since we met, I've almost forgotten the taste, I really want to taste if it's still sweet—Mu Xingfeng.
An Ran was embarrassed, this man, the sweetness she was talking about wasn't this kind of sweetness, okay?
Every time there's a little banter, Hooligan Mu turns it into something dirty, it's really unbearable.
Mu Xingfeng waited for a while and saw that An Ran hadn't replied, knowing the girl was shy again, he thought about it and sent her another message.
By this time, it should be the middle of the night at the Empire, An Ran timed it to be the first on the 13th to send her blessing message to him.
Mu Xingfeng could understand her kind of mood.
Although he knew it was late, he should tell her to rest quickly, but he's been busy recently, sometimes when An Ran messages him, he can't reply immediately, and once he sees it, it's already late at night on her side, he's reluctant to disturb her.
