"An Ran... mm..."
Mu Xingfeng was about to say something when An Ran lifted her head and kissed those sexy thin lips.
This was the first time she had kissed him proactively, and Mu Xingfeng felt like he was struck by lightning. He looked at the girl with her small face slightly raised, eyes closed, and her long eyelashes like two rows of little brushes.
Before he could even savor the sweetness of the kiss, the girl had moved away, her shimmering eyes looking at him, her soft voice with a hint of pleading, "Okay? Instructor Mu~~"
The gentle sound of her childlike voice carried a long trailing note, and it melted Mu Xingfeng's heart. No exaggeration, this version of An Ran, this very sentence, instantly made him react.
Damn it, but this kind of person could only be looked at, not eaten.
Though he had forced her under the influence of medicine that night, he still remembered her delicious taste clearly.
