He remembered that the last time the little girl was frightened, she got sick. She was visibly scared this morning.
An Ran shook her head: "I'm not that delicate. I'm just a bit sleepy. Maybe I went to bed too late last night."
Hearing this from the little girl, Mu Xingfeng felt relieved, patted her little head, and said, "Get some sleep."
Listening to the sensual yet gentle voice, An Ran closed her eyes. Soon, the sound of her long, steady breathing could be heard.
Mu Xingfeng glanced at the little woman. These past two days had really worn her out. She needed a good rest for a couple of days.
When they arrived at Yujing Garden, a tall and strong figure came running as the car stopped and saluted Mu Xingfeng as he got out of the car, "Doctor Mu, Liu Hu reporting."
