Mu Xingfeng observed everything about An Ran, finding it amusing. His long fingers elegantly stirred the coffee with a spoon, and a hint of softness flashed through his usually cold eyes.
This side of Mu Xingfeng was enough to make Lin Ruonan stunned. Dressed in casual clothes, Mu Xingfeng shed his iron-blooded aura, yet his noble and otherworldly temperament was even more evident. The black shirt outlined his perfect figure, and his sculpted features carried a striking cold beauty. The hint of gentleness in his eyes was enough to melt a thousand miles of ice.
"Xingfeng, do you really like drinking coffee?" In her impression, Mu Xingfeng had no particular hobbies. Even her brother, Lin Junyang, did not know what Mu Xingfeng liked to eat or drink, and he was Mu Xingfeng's genuine little sidekick.
"It's okay."
Mu Xingfeng put down the coffee spoon, lifted the cup to his lips, deeply inhaled the rich aroma of the ESP coffee, and then gently set the cup down again.
