An Ran had a slim figure, and her shirt hung loosely on her, just like a nightdress.
But An Ran was quite distressed. When she came back and saw that Mu Xingfeng wasn't there, she thought he had returned to the team and wouldn't come back. All her clothes were locked in the school dormitory; aside from what she was wearing, she had no clothes to change into. She saw clothes in Mu Xingfeng's wardrobe and thought she would wear them just for a short while, wash them tomorrow, and then put them back. Who knew she would be caught red-handed like this?
The heat from the noodle bowl transmitted through to An Ran's hands. Ignoring everything else, she quickly took two steps and placed the noodles on the dining table. She twisted her hands together, looking a bit flustered at Mu Xingfeng, then glanced down at the clothes she was wearing. "Um, Instructor Mu, my clothes are still at the dorm. I'll wash this and give it back to you tomorrow."
Hopefully, Instructor Mu wouldn't mind.
