Chapter 1534 - 1549: What Kind of Look Is That?

Chapter 1534: Chapter 1549: What Kind of Look Is That?

Ever since An Ran knew Mu Xingfeng came to Nan’an on a mission, she hadn’t returned to the dorm after school. Even though she knew Mu Xingfeng might not be able to come home every day, she would still wait for him at home.

Until Wednesday night, An Ran had just showered and come out of the bathroom when she heard the door closing outside. Before she could run out, Mu Xingfeng’s voice came in first.

"Honey, I’m back."

An Ran, wearing slippers and drying her hair, ran out of the bedroom and saw the man in a full outdoor combat outfit, hanging his hat on the coat rack.

After waiting for three days, she finally saw him come back. An Ran tossed aside the towel and eagerly ran over.

Mu Xingfeng, who was changing shoes, saw his little wife charging toward him and, fearing she might leap at him like last time, slightly turned to the side, "Stop, honey, I’m dirty."

Unable to hug her handsome husband, An Ran stood a foot away from Mu Xingfeng, her eyes showing hurt as she watched his guarded movements, feeling her husband didn’t love her.

Then she immediately smelled something strange.

A moment ago, she was far from Mu Xingfeng, and the living room light wasn’t on. Now, with the entryway light switched on, she noticed his appearance...

Fortunately, he was just a bit dirty and didn’t look injured.

Mu Xingfeng, undoing the buttons on his clothes with one hand, looked at his little wife’s face, taking in all the emotions in her eyes.

From her initial pursed lips of disappointment to the worried gaze later on, and finally, this... what kind of look was this?

An Ran pinched her nose with disdain and said in a muffled voice, "Honey, what’s that smell on you?"

Mu Xingfeng instinctively raised his arm to smell himself, then opened his coat to sniff further, confirming no odd scent. When he looked up, the little woman was covering her mouth, snickering.

This mischievous girl! It was just three days in the woods, three days without a shower, and she dared to show disdain. Unacceptable!

Seeing Mu Xingfeng’s expression, An Ran silently cried "Oh no" in her heart. Just as she was about to act, a strong pull from behind dragged her back, making her hit a solid chest.

"Honey... honey, I was wrong..."

...

An Ran wiped the corner of her lips with the back of her hand, her eyes fixed on his bluish lips. He probably hadn’t shaved in three days, as the stubble on his chin and under his nose was visible, no wonder it was prickly and itchy.

She always knew how hard he worked on missions, and seeing him like this still made her heart ache. But she knew, no matter how much she ached, she couldn’t impede his steps.

"Bearded uncle, it stings," An Ran unabashedly complained.

Mu Xingfeng twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and let out a low chuckle.

Last time he was despised as an ugly bearded uncle, this time he was disliked for being prickly. This little wife, obsessed with looks, he truly couldn’t handle.

"You naughty girl," letting out another low chuckle, Mu Xingfeng bypassed An Ran, taking off clothes as he headed into the bathroom.

Behind him came the sound of a girl’s bell-like laughter.

In an old factory on the outskirts of Nan’an, the door of a rundown office was suddenly pushed open from the outside. A man burst in with a face of panic.

"Brother Shan, it’s not good. Somehow the news got leaked, the deal failed, and our people were wiped out."

Qiao Shan finally had his uneasiness of days confirmed. He closed his eyes tightly, "What about the goods?"

"All were taken by those Guard Team people, we couldn’t even find the corpses of our brothers. Brother Shan, what do we do?"