Mu Xingfeng's eyes darkened, "Go wash up and come down to eat." ”

After saying that, he turned around and went downstairs, he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would do something.

An Ran pursed his lips, Instructor Mu was getting more and more stingy, didn't he just step on his pajama pants? As for it? I won't wear it anymore.

There was a gurgling sound in his stomach, An Ran threw aside his pajama pants, went into the bathroom to wash, and opened the wardrobe when he came out, and saw a cabinet of women's winter clothes neatly hung inside, knowing that it was sent by Mu Xingfeng's sister yesterday, she picked out a pair of skinny jeans and a loose sweater, and wore them just right on her body.

After cleaning up, An Ran still went downstairs barefoot, no way, the floor with floor heating is really comfortable to step on barefoot.

Mu Xingfeng sat at the dining table and calmly looked at a military newspaper, heard the movement, knew that he had come down safely, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a little girl dressed casually.

A black loose sweater, loosely worn on the body, revealing a white swan neck, long black hair simply coiled a ball head, making the little girl look more youthful, a pair of skinny jeans, wrapped her perfect legs, bare white small feet jumped downstairs.

Mu Xingfeng didn't say anything this time, but went directly to the shoe cabinet and took a pair of slippers for An Ran to wear, An Ran reluctantly put on his shoes, sat opposite Mu Xingfeng, looked at the man who was still meticulous at home and said: "Instructor Mu, I'm not a child anymore, in fact, when it's only the two of us, you can completely ignore me." ”

Isn't he tired of staring at himself all the time? Even if you do a show, you have to have a degree, right?

Mu Xingfeng picked up the chopsticks, put a piece of fritters on the plate in front of An Ran, and opened his thin lips lightly: "Okay." ”

An Ran looked at the fritters on the plate and twitched the corners of his mouth, is this ignoring her?

After breakfast, An Ran took out her books, these days Mu Xingfeng asked her to recuperate at home, not going anywhere, just at this time to finish her holiday homework.

And she is going to choose a major at the beginning of the school year, and she also has to make some preparations.

There is a small round glass coffee table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the winter sun shines warmly, and An Ran sits in front of the small table and reads a book.

Suddenly, a strong smell of Chinese medicine wafted in, and I saw Chen's mother carefully walking over with a small bowl.

"Miss An, it's time to drink the medicine."

"Medicine?" An Ran frowned and looked at the half small bowl of black liquid that Chen's mother had placed in front of her.

"Yes, the prescription that Dr. Yuan prescribed to Miss An is for regulating qi and blood." Chen's mother said with a smile.

An Ran twitched the corner of his mouth: "No need, right?" The soup that Chen's mother boiled is so replenishing, what kind of Chinese medicine do you need to drink? "She's the one who is most afraid of drinking Chinese medicine.

"These are two different things, traditional Chinese medicine can fundamentally regulate people's physique," Mu Xingfeng walked over from upstairs, picked up An Ran's textbook on the desk and turned two pages: "Don't you understand the truth of Dr. An in the future?" ”

An Ran looked at Mu Xingfeng pitifully, "Can you not drink?" I think I'm better and my head isn't dizzy," she felt sick when she smelled the bowl of medicine.

"No," Mu Xingfeng put down the book and said solemnly, with him by her side, he could no longer let this girl come around, especially this kind of irresponsible thing for his body.

An Ran saw that Mu Xingfeng's eyes were cold, and she immediately coaxed, she had learned the iron and bloody wrists of Instructor Mu to treat his subordinates, to tell the truth, she was really afraid.