Mu Xingfeng calmly retracted his gaze and continued making the bed.
"In…Instructor, what are you doing?"
An Ran saw Mu Xingfeng making the bed, and her ears suddenly turned red. What is Instructor Mu doing? This scene, why does it feel so strange?
Can you imagine the usually cold and aloof chief instructor, dressed in all-black with an aura of darkness and nobility, bending over to carefully put on pillowcases?
An Ran thought that if Mu Xingfeng changed into comfortable home clothes while doing this, it would surely be pleasing to the eye.
Damn, why am I imagining Mu Xingfeng in home clothes? An Ran was suddenly startled by her own thoughts.
Mu Xingfeng finished putting on the last pillowcase and saw An Ran standing there foolishly watching him, her little face red, maybe from just having bathed. This scene, this person, inexplicably made his heart melt into a puddle.
