An Ran was tickled and laughed out loud: "Brother Junyang."
Lin Junyang clearly felt Mu Xingfeng's sharp gaze like a blade sweep over him when An Ran called him, and quickly responded: "Little sister-in-law, please spare me. Call me Yang Zi or Fifth, anything will do. Just don't call me brother; I'd like to keep my life."
"Oh? Who wants your life?" An Ran asked and then turned her head to Mu Xingfeng, challenging him, "Do you have a problem with me calling him Brother Junyang?"
She knew how petty this man could be. Last time, when Sun Wangbei asked her to call him brother, Mu Xingfeng also looked like he wanted to eat someone. But Lin Junyang was different. He had saved her, even though it was at Mu Xingfeng's request, she still owed him a debt of gratitude that she had to remember. How could she act all big in front of him?
