novelraw Chapter 569 - 582: My Wife Isn’t a Scumbag Anymore?
Chapter 569 - 582: My Wife Isn’t a Scumbag Anymore?
An Ran was sweating profusely, feeling very uneasy being stared at by the man opposite her. She knew he was looking at the necklace, but always felt that his gaze...Her ears turned red, and she didn’t dare to look up at him.
Actually, An Ran was overthinking it. If she had looked up at that moment, she would have seen that the man’s gaze had already shifted away from the necklace. To Mu Xingfeng, the necklace was nothing compared to his wife’s beauty.
"Wife, you are so beautiful."
Mu Xingfeng said, gently cupping the girl’s small face and giving her a light peck.
The day had really exhausted An Ran. After applying the ointment, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Mu Xingfeng waited until she was fast asleep before getting up to take clothes from the cabinet for a shower.
Opening the drawer at the bottom where the pajamas were kept, Mu Xingfeng found a delicate little bag with a Cupid emblem on it.
He glanced at the girl sleeping on the bed, opened the bag, and when he saw what was inside, a smile appeared in his eyes, and his heart began to beat faster. Fresh chapters posted on novel~fire~net
Was this a Valentine’s Day gift she had prepared for him?
The next morning, An Ran opened her eyes to find that it was already broad daylight. The injuries on her body had become more painful after a night of brewing, making her feel as if her whole body was falling apart, with every muscle protesting.
The spot next to her was already empty. Mu Xingfeng’s biological clock was always precise; no matter how late he slept, he would wake up on time in the morning. Hearing noises outside, she knew he hadn’t gone back to the Guard Team.
"Mu Xingfeng~~"
An Ran called out softly, as expected, the moment she finished speaking, the man pushed the door open and entered the bedroom.
"What’s wrong? Is your wound hurting?"
Hearing An Ran’s soft, weak call and seeing the little one looking so pitiful, Mu Xingfeng quickly went over to check the wound on her arm.
Luckily, there was no blood on the bandage.
"Everything hurts," An Ran pouted. "I feel like I have multiple fractures all over. It hurts to move."
"Nonsense, it’s not that serious," Mu Xingfeng said sternly. "Full-body fractures? Then wouldn’t my wife turn into a mess?"
"What do you mean mess? You’re the mess! No, you’re a jerk."
An Ran had wanted to complain to Mu Xingfeng about her current state so he could understand her feelings. However, she didn’t expect Mu Xingfeng to tease her, especially saying it so seriously, which made her immediately unhappy.
Seeing An Ran’s puffed-up face, Mu Xingfeng gently embraced her. "Alright, hubby’s the jerk, hubby was wrong, I shouldn’t have stood you up and made you get hurt."
The first part was to appease An Ran, but the second part was Mu Xingfeng’s heartfelt apology.
An Ran, satisfied, patted Mu Xingfeng’s cheek. "Now that’s more like it. Now serve me, I can’t even dress myself."
With an air of entitlement, An Ran kicked off the covers and spread her arms, looking at the man.
"Yes, ma’am!"
If there was one thing Mu Xingfeng liked doing most now, it was serving his little wife.
To someone who used to be so cold and indifferent to others, he never thought that one day, a girl would make him miss her so much that he’d want to see her every moment, hold her in the palm of his hand, arrange everything for her, so she could comfortably enjoy his pampering.
Mu Xingfeng dressed her, carried her to the bathroom, helped her wash her face, and after squeezing out the toothpaste, looked at the toothbrush in his hand and then at the person in front of him, and hesitantly said, "Should I brush your teeth for you too?"
An Ran had a row of black lines on her forehead. "Instructor Mu, I just hurt my arm, I’m not incapable of taking care of myself."