What if Mu Fei didn't like it
Regardless, if she doesn't like it, she will put the blame on her roommate.
In this way, it will not be too unkind, right
An Ran came home by herself. When he got home, Mu Fei had already been sitting at home, flipping through a thick financial book in his hand.
amount…
An Ran had the illusion for a moment, how could she have the sense of seeing her father sitting there.
Seeing An Ran standing there, Mu Fei once closed the book in his hand, got up and walked to An Ran's side.
An Ran subconsciously hid the bag behind him and looked at Mu Feizeng in a panic.
"What did you buy?" Mu Fei asked with a frown.
"Li... Gift." An Ran stammered.
"Let me see." Mu Fei stretched out his hand and looked at An Ran with a smile on his face.
It turned out that this girl went shopping to buy him gifts.
This feeling is not bad!
"Night." An Ran grabbed the bag and ran back to the bedroom, leaving Mu Feizeng dumbfounded.
Mu Feizeng’s birthday was only celebrated by him and An Ran. From the beginning of the meal, Mu Feizeng had been thinking of the gifts An Ran bought him.
"Can you give it to me?" Mu Fei once said.
An Ran was drinking soup and almost choked.
"Eat slowly." Mu Fei frowned and wiped An Ran's mouth with a tissue.
"Night." An Ran lowered his head, blushing.
Mu Fei once put down his chopsticks, supported his chin with both hands, and looked at An Ran incomprehensibly.
An Ran didn't have the heart to eat, and suddenly stood up and glanced at Mu Feizeng.
"Then what... If you want it now, you will come up later, and I will prepare it."
An Ran finished speaking and ran back upstairs with a guilty conscience.
Mu Fei once folded his hands on his chest and frowned deeply as he watched An Ran's hurriedly fleeing figure.
How could it be
He wants to see what the hell is this girl doing
Mu Fei had sat for a while before going upstairs, but An Ran locked himself in the bathroom and did not come out.
Mu Fei had walked over, leaned against the door, and flapped the bathroom door.
"An Ran, what the hell are you doing?"
When An Ran heard that Mu Fei had come up, the thing in An Ran's hand snapped and fell to the ground.
An Ran quickly squatted down and picked it up, took the bathrobe and put it on her body.
Looking at herself in the mirror with almost no clothes on, An Ran regretted listening to her roommate.
She thinks Mu Fei must have disliked her like this...
"An Ran, open the door!" Mu Fei knocked on the door impatiently, worried about what happened to her.
"Come here." An Ran opened the door, pulling the bathrobe tightly with one hand, looking at Mu Feizeng nervously.
Mu Fei once looked at her, glanced up and down, looking at her puzzled.
"What do you do? It took so long to open the door."
An Ran blushed, walked in front of Mu Feizeng, raised his neck and stared at his increasingly handsome face.
"I... Didn't I say to give you a gift?" An Ran's voice was trembling. If it weren't for roommate interaction, she would not have done such a thing in her life.
"What about the gift?" Mu Fei asked in a dumb voice, staring at An Ran condescendingly.
It seems that Mu Fei has guessed it, but he is still seeking confirmation.
With trembling fingers, An Ran held Mu Feizeng's hand on the belt of his bathrobe according to the method taught by his roommate.
"You unlock it."
After An Ran said this, he leaned his head firmly in Mu Feizeng's arms.
Mu Fei once lightly hooked his finger, and Enron's blisters all fell off the ground.
There was only a set of underwear that could barely cover anything up and down, and he hugged his body in embarrassment.
Mu Fei frowned, looked at An Ran coldly, and said sharply: "Who taught you?"