In just a half day today, I've been accused of mistreatment twice by my little wife.
An Ran lowered her head and smiled, a hint of sweetness rising in her heart, as she got up to change clothes.
"Do you have no other plans today?" She felt a bit uneasy.
Mu Xingfeng changed his shoes, took the car keys, and raised his hand to rub An Ran's head, "My task today is to accompany my good wife."
"Mu Xingfeng, do you know, you really resemble a foolish lord like this." An Ran's face was full of disdain; why is high-cool and noble Instructor Mu, untainted by mortal dust, now always looking like a rogue?
"If I could, I'd willingly become a foolish lord for my wife."
The one called a foolish lord had already picked up the backpack for the little girl and grabbed a sunshade as well.
Mu Xingfeng's driving skills are superb; the road is not crowded in the afternoon, and he got the Land Rover up to 160 mph feeling stable.
