Sure enough, Mu Xingfeng's face looked a bit better, though it was just a slight improvement.
"And how about Wang Han? What did he turn into?" The man's cool voice came from his thin lips, but it carried a hint of jealousy.
An Ran rolled her eyes internally but nonchalantly replied, "Wang Han? I stopped being a fan of his ages ago, he's just a pretty boy. Now, I like guys who are mature, steady, tall, handsome, and manly with an iron will."
"Ugh—"
"Burp!"
As soon as she finished speaking, two discordant sounds echoed.
"Fifth Brother, let's go. My sister-in-law's Chinese skills are too strong, I feel dizzy with all the idioms. Help me out."
"Fourth Brother, I'm full now. I guess we can skip lunch. Let's just go back to wherever we were supposed to be."
Mu Xingfeng's cold eyes softened with a smile as he gently brushed the girl's soft red lips and planted a light kiss. "Did you have honey water this morning? You taste so sweet."
