An Ran was backed to the kitchen counter by him, leaning her small body backward to maintain distance, and shook her head fiercely.
Mu Xingfeng took another step forward, leaned directly to her ear, "Didn't I just say? It seems we haven't tried the kitchen yet, why not take advantage of the space here and just give it a shot?"
An Ran's legs went weak, she almost kneeled down. This guy, after all that teasing, he really had such intentions?
Taking advantage of the man's distraction, An Ran ducked down and successfully slipped out of his range, sitting back at the table without looking back.
This man, she really couldn't provoke him any further right now. Doing that kind of thing in the kitchen, just imagining the scene felt so improper, her Instructor Mu was getting more and more mischievous.
Mu Xingfeng watched the little one who was escaping with a flushed face, and burst into laughter; his hearty laughter echoed throughout the room.
