"Instructor Mu, I... I'm not... I'm just... hungry. I'm going down to eat..."
An Ran's face turned beet red, her words a jumbled mess, and she fled the bedroom as if escaping.
Watching the little girl's fleeing figure, Mu Xingfeng's gloomy mood finally brightened.
After dinner, An Ran took the initiative to ask Nanny Chen for the bowl of medicine, then carried it directly upstairs.
By the time Mu Xingfeng came upstairs, the little girl had already taken a bath and was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, the empty medicine bowl placed on the table beside her.
It seemed his method this afternoon wasn't without effect; at least it made the little girl drink the medicine voluntarily.
Since the little girl had seen his wound yesterday, Mu Xingfeng had nothing more to hide and took his pajamas directly into the bathroom.
After a short while, Mu Xingfeng came out wearing only a pair of pajama pants.
He was casually drying his hair.
