She didn't see that the person who was cutting the steak attentively had a slight smile on his lips.
After dinner, An Ran quit being pretentious and took the initiative to ask Instructor Mu how to solve that matter.
Mu Xingfeng sat on the sofa, raised his eyebrows, and looked at An Ran without moving.
Feeling a bit creeped out by Mu Xingfeng's stare, An Ran looked herself over to make sure there was nothing wrong and then asked puzzledly, "Instructor Mu, what's up? You're not backing out, are you?"
"Is this your attitude when asking for help?" Mu Xingfeng leaned back on the sofa, crossed his long legs, and looked at her lazily and charmingly.
An Ran: "..."
Asking for help attitude? I need an attitude when asking Instructor Mu for help? What kind of attitude?
Seeing the girl's big bewildered eyes blinking repeatedly, Mu Xingfeng speechlessly rubbed his forehead. This slow-witted girl...
Soon, An Ran came over carrying a laptop.
