Mu Xingfeng's eyes looked at An Ran unabashedly, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see his emotions.

An Ran's little face became hot little by little under the gaze of his gaze.

Today's dress is indeed carefully selected by her, is it the reason for the clothes?

Sure enough, no matter how abstinent it seems, it's a man in the end.

"Mr. Mu came down just in time, it's time for dinner." An Ran diligently helped Mu Xingfeng pull the chair away.

Mu Xingfeng answered, walked over and sat on the chair.

Mu Xingfeng has been eating very quickly, which was discovered by An Ran during this time.

Seeing that Mu Xingfeng put down the dishes and chopsticks in less than ten minutes, An Ran hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth, and then got up, before he could say anything to Mu Xingfeng, he had already gone up to the second floor, and then, there was the sound of the study door closing.

An Ran looked at the direction of the study door, and she noticed that Mu Xingfeng didn't look at her again for the whole meal except for glancing at her when he went downstairs.

"Little Peach, the weather is dry, go cook some pear soup."

The little servant answered and went into the kitchen.

An Ran glanced at the closed door on the second floor again, returned to the room, straightened his clothes in front of the mirror, put on a light makeup on himself again, and finally picked up a thin layer of lip gloss to make the full red lips look more delicate.

When it came out again, the pear soup had already been cooked, and when the pear soup was warmed, An Ran personally served it.

"Knock knock," there was a knock on the study door.

Mu Xingfeng leaned on the seat and opened his eyes, a pair of deep eyes without the slightest hesitation.

"Mr. Mu, can I go in?"

A woman's voice came from outside the door, Mu Xingfeng sat up straight, opened the document in front of him, and answered at the same time.

When An Ran came in, he saw a man who was concentrating on his work.

The man lowered his head, and the short black hair with layers on his forehead naturally hung down, a little less aggressive than usual.

Under the illumination of the fluorescent lamp overhead, the man's body was shrouded in a layer of soft white light, and the drooping eyelids could clearly see the long eyelashes forming fan-shaped shadows under the eyes.

This is the first time that An Ran has observed a man so carefully, whether it is the high bridge of the nose or the undulating Adam's apple, the perfect curve makes An Ran's heart speed up a little faster.

Seeing that there was no movement at the door for a long time, Mu Xingfeng raised his head and saw the woman staring at him like a nymphomaniac.

It turned out that this face, this pair of eyes, when he stared at himself with this kind of gaze, he enjoyed it so much, but now......

"Something?"

was always a cold voice, but An Ran felt that the man's voice was a little colder today, which made her can't help but shiver.

"Seeing that Mr. Mu drank so much wine at today's banquet and the weather was dry, I asked the maid to cook Sydney pear soup, Mr. Mu should drink some."

Mu Xingfeng bowed his head, "Put it there," and after speaking, he buried his head and continued to look at the documents in front of him.

An Ran stepped forward with Sydney soup, and when he walked to Mu Xingfeng's side, he suddenly fell under his feet, let out a low cry, and the whole person fell towards Mu Xingfeng.

"Be careful."

Mu Xingfeng's eyes were quick, and he grabbed her arm and stabilized her body, but the bowl of pear soup was all spilled on his body.

"Mr. Mu is sorry," An Ran got up in a panic, put the empty small bowl on the table, picked up a tissue to help him wipe the water stains on his body, and his eyes were red from self-blame.

"I'm too stupid to do this little thing."