"I'd love to!"

Liu Hu "......"

Hehe, it's good that the boss is happy.

An Ran secretly smiled in the man's arms, seeing Mu Xingfeng losing his temper at Liu Hu for no reason, and that arrogant little appearance, he felt that such an instructor Mu was really cute.

Mu Xingfeng went directly to the second floor with An Ran in his arms, entered the bedroom and closed the door with his feet, and after putting An Ran on the big bed, he directly reached out to pick up her pants.

Before An Ran could react, she was already pressed under the man, so scared that she was almost a carp to fight up, damn, what is he going to do?

An Ran pressed the big hand on his waist, looked at Mu Xingfeng in horror, and stammered: "Mu ...... Instructor Mu, what are you going to do? Bah...... No...... What do you want to do all the time? ”

The man's hand only paused for a second, then he pressed the two small hands with his backhand, continued to pull her pants, and said seriously: "Don't move, let me see your injuries." ”

“……”

Look at the wound, look at the injury, make it look like you're going to be scared to death.

"Instructor Mu, don't look at it, it's already much better, and it doesn't hurt anymore." An Ran said while trying to break free of Mu Xingfeng's big hand.

Mu Xingfeng ignored her resistance and still did his actions.

An Ran was wearing a tracksuit, the kind with an elastic band, although one hand was clamping her, but if she wanted to pull off her pants, one hand was enough.

As he spoke, the waistband of his pants had been pulled to half of his buttocks, revealing a small pink **.

An Ran was pressed on the big bed with her backhand, and her pants were forcibly pulled by the man, such a posture and such an action made her almost cry.

"Instructor Mu, do you want to hurt me? I'll show you ......"

After finishing speaking, she couldn't help but cover her face, she felt that there was no lower limit with Instructor Mu.

As he spoke, Mu Xingfeng had already taken off An Ran's sweatpants, and the bruises on his white and straight thighs had turned purple-black, which was extremely dazzling on the white porcelain-like skin, and his knees were slightly swollen.

"Are you an idiot? Don't you know how to say it? ”

Mu Xingfeng was angry with himself just now, and when he saw that An Ran's leg injury was serious again, the fire in his heart became even greater.

Looking at his cold and gloomy face, An Ran was a little aggrieved, and his eyes turned red instantly, obviously he knew that he was injured, obviously he said that he couldn't get out of the line of fire with minor injuries, why did he blame himself?

An Ran didn't speak, she reached out and pulled the quilt over her lap, although she shared the bed with Mu Xingfeng every day, she was still not used to being exposed to him like this.

Mu Xingfeng pinched his eyebrows irritably, took the medicine box over, took out the medicinal wine, moved her injured leg and put it on his thigh, and began to apply it to her little by little.

He knew that he shouldn't lose his temper at her, looking at her aggrieved little appearance, his heart also hurt, he desperately hoped that she could become strong, but he couldn't train her as his soldier.

He Mu Xingfeng has led troops in the army for so many years, and he has never been so aggrieved.

It's just that this soldier is his lover, he is a person he can't hurt even if he wants to, watching the little girl get tired and injured, he can't wait to put her tiredness and her injuries on himself, and let him bear it alone.

But he knew that he couldn't, she would become his wife, a military wife, and the military wife carried too many things.

He couldn't take that risk, he couldn't be by her side at all times, he couldn't let her be in danger and not even have the slightest ability to protect herself.