Chapter 102 - Instantly Fulfilled
Chapter 102 of "Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself" opens with suspenseful action: Chapter 102: Chapter 112: Instantly FulfilledAn Ran had a slim figure, and her shirt hung... Keep going!
Chapter 102: Chapter 112: Instantly FulfilledAn 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 wasnât there, she thought he had returned to the team and wouldnât 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 Xingfengâs 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 Ranâs 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. Iâll wash this and give it back to you tomorrow."
Hopefully, Instructor Mu wouldnât 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, "Itâs fine. You can wear it. I donât 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 didnât 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 Ranâs 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 didnât dare to say it. After all, this was Mu Xingfengâs home.
Looking at An Ranâs 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?"
"Mm, I thought you wouldnât come back tonight." An Ranâs voice was small, soft, and sweet, like a kittenâs purr, and almost like she was being coquettish with him.
Not coming back?
The family had already given him strict ordersâif he didnât hurry up, how could he bring her home for Spring Festival? seaĘá´h thŃ NovŃlĆire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Mu Xingfeng secretly thought but kept a calm appearance.
Such shameless thoughts certainly wouldnât show.
He went straight to the bathroom to wash his hands. Returning, he directly sat at the dining table and picked up the chopsticks to start eating.
Hmm, the little girlâs cooking skills are really good. Even this simple bowl of noodles was very delicious. It seems he indeed had good taste in selecting a wife. Just this alone, his stomach would be well taken care of for a lifetime.
Meanwhile, An Ran was stunned by his actions.
Seeing the man eating as if it were inevitable, she finally couldnât hold back and said, "Instructor Mu, those noodles were made by me."
Mu Xingfeng swallowed the noodles and nodded as if it was a matter of course. "I know. I canât cook. Are you going to let your landlord go hungry?"
This left An Ran speechless. She could only lower her small head and return to the kitchen to cook noodles again. Sigh, living under someone elseâs roof really isnât pleasant.
Though thinking so, An Ran still cooked more noodles. Menâs appetites are big, and the bowl she made according to her own appetite certainly wouldnât be enough for Mu Xingfeng.
Sure enough, seeing An Ran bringing out two bowls of noodles, Mu Xingfengâs dark eyes carried a hint of a smile.