Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself-Chapter 72 - 82: Lifting a Stone to Drop on One’s Own Foot

Mu Xingfeng observed everything about An Ran, finding it amusing. His long fingers elegantly stirred the coffee with a spoon, and a hint of softness flashed through his usually cold eyes.

This side of Mu Xingfeng was enough to make Lin Ruonan stunned. Dressed in casual clothes, Mu Xingfeng shed his iron-blooded aura, yet his noble and otherworldly temperament was even more evident. The black shirt outlined his perfect figure, and his sculpted features carried a striking cold beauty. The hint of gentleness in his eyes was enough to melt a thousand miles of ice.

"Xingfeng, do you really like drinking coffee?" In her impression, Mu Xingfeng had no particular hobbies. Even her brother, Lin Junyang, did not know what Mu Xingfeng liked to eat or drink, and he was Mu Xingfeng’s genuine little sidekick.

"It’s okay."

Mu Xingfeng put down the coffee spoon, lifted the cup to his lips, deeply inhaled the rich aroma of the ESP coffee, and then gently set the cup down again.

An Ran had been watching Mu Xingfeng all this time. When she saw him lift the cup, her heart inexplicably began to race.

Angrily, An Ran cursed silently: What are you racing for? I’m just playing a prank here, and your overreaction is really embarrassing, okay?

Closer, closer. She saw Mu Xingfeng place the coffee cup to his lips but then put it down again moments later.

Did he notice? Or was he smelling it? Come on, you’re a soldier, you can’t be that particular, can you? Drink it, drink it, the best way would be like chugging it, An Ran was so anxious inside that she almost slapped the table.

Mu Xingfeng’s peripheral vision caught the girl’s changing expressions. He really wanted to pull her over and pinch her little face, to ask if tricking him was that much fun? But he held back.

He lifted the cup again to his lips, sipped lightly, and raised an eyebrow. The ESP flavor at this cafe was still so pure.

An Ran finally saw him drink the coffee, but his expression wasn’t quite what she expected. Sure enough, he’s a weirdo.

An Ran cast an angry glance at him, then leaned dejectedly on the bar.

"Waiter——"

Oh, someone was calling her. An Ran looked up to see Mu Xingfeng gracefully raising his hand towards her.

"What can I do for you, sir?" An Ran walked over with a smile.

"A pack of sugar, please. Thank you." Mu Xingfeng spoke elegantly, like a noble prince.

"Just a moment." An Ran said mechanically. Turning around, a triumphant expression appeared on her face, and she felt so pleased that even her steps became lighter.

A fleeting smile appeared in Mu Xingfeng’s eyes. This naughty girl found it so entertaining to trick him?

He had seen her earlier look of defeat, feeling as if he had done something terribly wrong, which prompted him to ask for sugar. Now, looking at An Ran, who was a different person, he realized that this girl was actually easily satisfied.

"Is it very bitter?" Lin Ruonan didn’t understand coffee, so she didn’t know that the ESP An Ran recommended to Mu Xingfeng could be considered the most bitter coffee.

"It’s okay." Mu Xingfeng slowly stirred the sugar into the coffee.

"This latte is actually very delicious." The rich milk flavor was pretty nice.

"As long as you like it." Mu Xingfeng put down the coffee spoon, lifted the cup for another sip, and then raised his hand again: "Waiter."

"What can I do for you, sir?"

"Some milk, please."

"Just a moment."

Mu Xingfeng watched the girl’s back, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, a crisp and rhythmic sound, as if the owner’s mood was good.

An Ran brought the milk over. Just as she returned to the bar, she heard that deep, magnetic voice: "Waiter——"