"Oh, come on, of course! Instructor Mu's skills are truly out of this world. Compared to him, everyone else is just child's play. I'm seriously questioning why Wenxuan and my sister, who are almost engaged, are still so half-hearted about it."
Watching the girl's eyes sparkle as she earnestly spouted nonsense, the man pursed his lips, pretending to ponder deeply, while casually picking up a strand of her long hair.
"Really? But I think Wenxuan is doing quite well. At least he's still passionate. Should I put in more effort too?"
An Ran resisted the urge to facepalm. Instructor Mu, is it really appropriate for us to be discussing others so seriously in this position?
Put in more effort? More effort for what?
At this moment, An Ran increasingly felt that Mu Xingfeng in front of her was too dangerous. She desperately wanted to escape his grip, at least not to talk in this position.
