An Ran saw that Lin Junyang hadn't followed them up the stairs, so she turned and went up again, winked at Mu Xingfeng, "Has Brother Yang gone back or what's going on? Do you think he'll really go find Xiao Xiao?"
"He will," Mu Xingfeng said confidently, "even if he doesn't sing, he'll have to dance. He won't disobey a military order."
"Is Brother Yang's singing really that bad?"
An Ran didn't understand why Mu Xingfeng was so sure that Lin Junyang wouldn't sing. According to her, Lin Junyang's voice was very pleasant, like a young man who had just grown up. This kind of voice should sound very nice singing, especially love songs. Just thinking about it is exhilarating.
"He just doesn't want to sing anymore," Mu Xingfeng didn't elaborate, and An Ran didn't ask further. It's better if he doesn't want to sing, that way Xiao Xiao can teach him to dance.
An Ran and Mu Xingfeng had just reached the parking lot when Lin Junyang caught up with them again.
