Mu Xingfeng noticed that the little girl kept eyeing him, but he didn't care. He picked up the greens and asked, "How should I chop this?"
An Ran pointed at the ribs beside him, "Handle that first, the greens will be last."
Without a word, Mu Xingfeng put down the greens and went to wash the ribs.
Oh my god, it feels so good to order Instructor Mu around. Can I do this from now on?
An Ran was a bit smug.
Mu Xingfeng could easily tell that the little girl was different than usual today. However, he really loved this side of An Ran—fearless, unguarded, no reservations about him, and none of that hot-and-cold affection.
An Ran set up the pot and lit the fire, poured in some base oil, and then casually said, "Slice a few pieces of scallion and ginger."
Mu Xingfeng sliced them and handed them over.
"Pass me the chili peppers."
He handed over two chili peppers.
"Give me the sugar."
He placed the sugar in her hand.
