Lin Junyang sat up reflexively, looking at the already closed door, and let his arms hang limply: Boss, you can't blame me for this.
When words can no longer express longing, only actions can make the other person feel your intense love more clearly.
From the moment he saw An Ran, Mu Xingfeng just wanted to hold her and pamper her well.
And longing is never a one-sided affair; An Ran leaned against the door, reached out, and wrapped her arms around his neck, gradually melting into a pool of water in Mu Xingfeng's embrace.
Mu Xingfeng directly picked her up in his arms.
"Mu... Xingfeng, don't do this, Xiao Xiao will be coming over in a while."
"She won't," Mu Xingfeng said confidently. "Let me see if you've been eating well during this time."
An Ran: "..."
This shameless guy, can he really tell if I've been eating well from here?
