Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself

Chapter 605: Chapter 618 Do You Love Me?

Gently, softly, stopping just after a taste.

The tender feeling suddenly left, An Ran opened her eyes and blinked, full of doubt.

Just now, she clearly felt Instructor Mu’s deep and unwavering affection. Shouldn’t this kiss be earth-shattering?

Could it be the stinky tofu she ate in the afternoon still has an aftertaste?

She remembered clearly, when she was eating that, Instructor Mu had a disgusted look on his face.

”Mu Xingfeng, do you love me?” An Ran suddenly asked.

Mu Xingfeng’s fingers, caressing the corner of her lips, paused slightly, then he pinched her smooth little face as if to punish her, ”You cheeky girl, why ask that? Of course, your husband loves you.”

”Then I won’t hold back,” as soon as she finished speaking, An Ran wrapped her hands around Mu Xingfeng’s neck, stood on her tiptoes, and directly jumped onto him.

Before the man could react, she bit his lips.

Mu Xingfeng was amused by her actions. Does she think he doesn’t love her if he doesn’t kiss her well?

”Instructor Mu~~”

An Ran called out softly, and Mu Xingfeng’s body involuntarily tensed up.

How long had it been since this girl called him Instructor Mu? In the past, when she called him that, he always disliked the title and wanted her to call his name, thinking it felt closer.

Now, hearing her call him Instructor Mu again, he found this title sounded more pleasant.

”Hmm?”

Mu Xingfeng responded softly, without putting her down, tightly holding her.

”Are you hungry?”

As she said this, An Ran slightly lowered her head, her earlobes turning red, her heart felt like a fawn happily leaping inside.

The promised Valentine’s Day gift had been delayed for a week already, and the injury on her arm had healed.

During this time, although they were together every night, other than Mu Xingfeng kissing her, they did nothing but simply sleep under the blanket.

Looking at his shy little wife, Mu Xingfeng’s lips curved, ”I’m hungry. What about you?”

An Ran didn’t answer, but slightly nodded her head.

Looking at the small head that almost buried itself in his chest and her earlobes turning red, Mu Xingfeng released his embrace and lightly patted her small butt, ”If you’re hungry, go have some snacks first; dinner will be ready soon.”

Saying that, Mu Xingfeng almost fled out of the kitchen.

This cheeky girl, becoming bolder, but... he liked it.

An Ran stood there, staring at Mu Xingfeng’s back, dumbfounded for a few seconds.

This plot development clearly wasn’t right?

Did she not make it obvious enough? Did he really think she was just hungry?

She remembered in the Imperial City, after he asked if she was hungry, it didn’t end like this.

Why is it now when she asks him, he tells her to eat snacks?

Where’s the thunderous passion, the earth-shattering kiss?

Shouldn’t he, like a spreading wildfire, devour her inside and out?

Ahem... this thought seemed a bit unreserved.

In the living room, An Ran opened a bag of chips, eating absentmindedly while watching the man organize the fridge.

The fridge they chose had double doors, and to An Ran, this was an omnipotent man.

But interestingly, his cooking skills were not that great, contrasting with her strong interest and expertise in cooking.

If there was a moment when she felt the most fulfilled being with him, it was watching Mu Xingfeng savoring the food she made with great enjoyment.

She had no grand aspirations, if any, it was to stay by this man and cook for him for a lifetime.