Jiang Xun turned around and saw Mufeng sitting beside Deng Xu. His gaze shifted from the screen to her face.
Jiang Xun stood rooted to the ground and forgot to close her mouth in surprise.
Why was Mufeng here?
The setting was limited, so the folding chair Deng Xu was sitting on wasn't big. Mufeng was sitting on the same folding chair Deng Xu had found from God knows where.
Mufeng's limbs were long and slender, and the sight of him sitting on the folding chair gave an indescribable feeling of grievance.
His long legs were extremely bent.
Mufeng got up and stretched his long legs before walking toward her.
Her mind was clearly thinking of walking forward, but her feet seemed to be glued to the ground and did not listen to her commands at all.
It was not until Mufeng walked in front of her and looked at her with a smile that his bright and clear voice came from the top of her head. "Why are you standing here like a fool?"
