Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself

Chapter 1369: Chapter 1383: Preference

The cook in the house is a real Northerner, with a heavy taste preference. But judging by the dishes, Mu Xingfeng seems to have given instructions, as there are two light dishes specifically made to suit An Ran’s taste.

However, An Ran didn’t really appreciate Mu Xingfeng’s effort. Her taste wasn’t very mild to begin with, and during the time she has been with Mu Xingfeng, aside from not being able to eat spicy food, she and Mu Xingfeng are quite similar in their tastes.

Especially braised dishes, she has a real fondness for them.

At noon, they were busy toasting with the new couple and hardly had anything to eat. By now, An Ran was so hungry that her stomach was practically sticking to her back.

There was a dish of braised lamb chops on the table, salty and sweet, perfectly suited to An Ran’s palate.

Mu Xingfeng watched her as she waved her greasy little hands, eating without any image, and couldn’t help but remind her when she reached for the fourth piece, ”Slow down, no one’s going to steal it from you. Don’t just eat meat, be careful, it might not digest well tonight.”

An Ran sucked her finger, her rosy lips glistening with oil, her big eyes slightly squinting, playfully adorable.

”It’s alright, I need to eat more to replenish my energy. Otherwise, how can I endure the long night until morning?”

Seeing Mu Xingfeng’s eyes light up at her words, An Ran continued, ”I’ve got a holiday’s worth of homework. I might have to stay up all night tonight.”

Sure enough, Mu Xingfeng’s face darkened again.

”If you can’t finish it, don’t do it. If it’s really impossible, I’ll call in sick for you. It’s not good for girls to stay up late,” Mu Xingfeng said, and handed An Ran a chopstick full of greens.

An Ran continued gnawing on her lamb chop, mumbling, ”Now you know it’s bad for your health to stay up late? But these last few nights, I’ve hardly slept well, you know?”

Every night, Mu Xingfeng would tease her until late, and now staying up late isn’t good? Whose face is he saving?

”That’s different,” Mu Xingfeng said matter-of-factly.

An Ran didn’t want to discuss this topic with him any further. Anyway, he said she would be working on her homework today. She figured no matter how cheeky he is, Mu Xingfeng wouldn’t do something so blatantly contradictory.

After finishing her meal, An Ran didn’t go to the study. She sat beside the sofa in the living room and asked the servant to clear the coffee table, leaving only a plate of fruit on it. On the thick wool carpet on the floor, she sat down and leaned over the coffee table to do her homework.

Meanwhile, Mu Xingfeng sat on the sofa with a military-related book, keeping her company.

By evening, the wind had picked up, autumn breezes blew, causing the leaves to rustle and reluctantly fall to the ground.

In the grass, the autumn insects were still chirping, singing their lonely songs.

Mu Xingfeng casually flipped a page of his book, but his gaze fell on the little figure beside him.

After her bath, her hair wasn’t tied up, her long black hair draped over her shoulders like fine silk, making her fair and delicate face appear even more exquisitely carved.

Her eyebrows were very beautiful, neat, and dense but not overly bold, similar to the eyebrow styles pursued by celebrities today, yet hers were naturally so.

As if encountering some difficult problem, her beautiful brow slightly furrowed, and her rosy little mouth pouted.

Mu Xingfeng jealously watched the pen at her lips, once, twice, three times...

In just a short span, the pen had pecked at her little mouth five or six times, making his throat involuntarily pulse.

An Ran suddenly turned to look at him, her eyes filled with mischievous light, tilted her head and asked, ”Am I nice to look at? You’ve been sitting here for a while and only flipped one page, and that’s the one you flipped while watching me.”