"But I can't cook," Mu Xingfeng added, his tone calm and matter-of-fact.
An Ran's expression instantly cracked... completely cracked, unable to hold back her pout as she said, "Instructor Mu, can't you talk without taking such long pauses?"
Mu Xingfeng didn't expect An Ran to respond, he paused slightly, looking at the little girl pouting, displaying a face of disdain yet grievance, which was quite charming. The corners of his mouth curved into a smile as he said, "Not bad, looks like you've got guts."
An Ran also spoke out in a moment of anger, and after saying it, she realized whom she was talking to, feeling a bit regretful. But seeing Mu Xingfeng still in the mood to tease her, she wasn't afraid anymore, continuing to pout, though her voice became quieter, "Didn't you say not to be afraid of you, Instructor Mu?"
