After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

Mo Xiaoyu ate two mouthfuls, and then eagerly attacked other dishes. He was eating happily when he suddenly heard An Zhengye ask, "Do you really mind that I didn't go back to see you yesterday?"

Mo Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then said stiffly: "No way, I don't mind."

An Zhengye seemed to understand something from her expression, and smiled with his lips curled up: "Are you jealous?"

Mo Xiaoyu said bluntly: "What kind of jealousy am I? You and Xue Jingrou have been in pairs so many times. I've seen too much. What's there to be jealous of?"

After finishing speaking, I suddenly felt that my words were so sour, it sounded like a resentful woman.

Mo Xiaoyu wanted to say something to make amends, but met An Zhengye's deep and beautiful eyes.

The smile on his face has disappeared, and there is no expression on his handsome face, making it hard to see what he is thinking, but his eyes are clear and bright, as if they can read people's hearts.

Mo Xiaoyu was inexplicably panicked when he was seen: "What do you think I am doing?"

An Zhengye didn't answer but instead asked, "What are you missing?"

"Whoever is lost, I'm not lost. I'm just hungry." Mo Xiaoyu lowered his head guiltily, put a chopstick into the plate, and put it in his mouth without looking at it.

She chewed and wanted to swallow it down her throat, but suddenly felt something was wrong, her throat hurt so badly.

It was only then that Mo Xiaoyu realized that she had caught fish, and ate it into her mouth without picking a thorn.

She quickly vomited it out, but she stuffed it too fast and too hard just now, and swallowed again, the fishbone was already stuck in her throat.

Mo Xiaoyu's small face was flushed, and he couldn't speak for a while, subconsciously like vomiting.

An Zhengye immediately sensed that something was wrong with her, and felt that she was on the other side, and asked nervously, "Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Xiaoyu clutched his throat and pointed to the fish plate.

An Zhengye understood, quickly picked up the vinegar on the table, and fed Mo Xiaoyu a small spoonful. Mo Xiaoyu was so sour that he shivered, but it was useless to swallow it.

An Zhengye was always paying attention to her expression, seeing that the vinegar had no effect, he immediately took a mouthful of rice: "Use the rice to smooth it down."

"Hmm." Mo Xiaoyu opened his mouth obediently and swallowed the rice whole.

An Zhengye fed her twice before the fishbone was successfully sent down her throat.

Mo Xiaoyu took a deep breath and swallowed a few times. Although his throat was still a little sore, it was much more comfortable than when he was stuck.

She was able to speak again, and sincerely thanked An Zhengye: "Thank you."

"It's okay, you should be careful when you eat, and drink some warm water to make your throat feel better." An Zhengye gently brought the cup to Mo Xiaoyu's mouth.

"Well, thank you." Mo Xiaoyu thanked in a small voice, and drank the warm water from An Zhengye's hand, and his throat immediately felt much better.

Only then did she come in slowly, and her whole body relaxed. This relaxation suddenly felt something was wrong.

She seemed to be leaning against An Zhengye's arms.

The situation was urgent just now, An Zhengye held Mo Xiaoyu around with one hand and fed her with the other.

At this moment, her neck is leaning on An Zhengye's strong arm, her back is still leaning on his warm chest, and she is wrapped in his arms. The two of them are so close that Mo Xiaoyu only needs to raise his head. You can kiss An Zhengye's Adam's apple.

Realizing this, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but backed away a bit, the roots of his ears were hot and his cheeks were flushed.

"What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" An Zhengye lowered his head slightly and asked with concern.

When he lowered his head, Mo Xiaoyu saw his slender eyelashes, felt itchy and flustered, and got up in a panic: "I'm fine, I'm going to the bathroom."

After speaking, he ran away in a panic.

An Zhengye looked at the suddenly empty arms, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mo Xiaoyu went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and was about to splash water on her face, when she suddenly thought that she was still wearing makeup today, so she couldn't wash her face.

She had no choice but to wash her hands and calm down for a while. The cold water hit her hands, and Mo Xiaoyu's heart calmed down a little.

After wiping his hands, Mo Xiaoyu touched the face-lifting artifact, wondering if An Zhengye noticed that she was so close.

Realizing what he was thinking, Mo Xiaoyu withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

"I don't care if he sees it or not."

As he said so, Mo Xiaoyu leaned closer to the mirror, raised his chin to look at it, then turned his head left and right, and found that he couldn't see anything tricky without touching it with his hands, so he was relieved.

After checking that the makeup was not revealing, Mo Xiaoyu opened his mouth to see if there was anything wrong with his throat. After looking for a while, he somehow remembered An Zhengye's Adam's apple that was so close at hand.

So sexy, I really want to touch...

"Oh, what am I thinking about!" Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly patted his forehead, trying to get the dirty thoughts out of his head.

After tossing for a while, Mo Xiaoyu's cheeks were still red, but at least his heartbeat was not so fast.

Seeing his fairly normal expression, Mo Xiaoyu took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out.

Muttering "Don't think about it" along the way and returning to her seat, her face finally wasn't so red.

Sitting down pretending to be calm, Mo Xiaoyu took a sip from the water glass and cleared his throat: "Thank you just now, you saved my life again."

"Don't be so polite, be careful when eating fish in the future." An Zhengye warned in a gentle tone.

"En." Mo Xiaoyu nodded, and looked at the fish plate with lingering fear.

She had every reason to wonder if she had dragged the fish into the water when she said she was allergic last time, and today the fish had retaliated wantonly.

She just writes casually, looking for excuses, so there is no need to retaliate against her like this.

There is also a word Yu in her name, so if she is half a relative, can she not be friendly?
Yu is very vengeful, she is not talking nonsense, she has evidence.

And the evidence is in the stomach, and it hasn't been digested yet.

Mo Xiaoyu was competing with the fish with his eyes, when An Zhengye suddenly asked, "Want to eat fish?"

"I don't want to eat it, I just want to see it." Mo Xiaoyu smiled.

"It doesn't matter if you want to eat it, I'll pick the thorns for you." As he spoke, An Zhengye picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks and picked it up carefully.

Seeing his careful appearance, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a little hot.

This is too abnormal.

She couldn't help being abnormal, and An Zhengye was also a little...

But where was the anomaly, she was a little confused.

Just as he was thinking about it, a piece of clean fish appeared in the bowl.

"The thorns have been picked out, so eat with confidence."

"Okay, thank you." Mo Xiaoyu ate the fish and chewed it carefully. She didn't notice how delicious the fish was cooked just now. This was probably the best fish she had ever eaten.

"Do you still want to eat?" An Zhengye asked thoughtfully.

"I can do it myself." Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly refused, she always felt that being fed by An Zhengye was a bit ambiguous.

"Okay." An Zhengye put down the serving chopsticks with some regret.

Mo Xiaoyu noticed that she was a little embarrassed, maybe she was a little too sensitive.

After thinking about it, she decided to change the subject, and asked with a blink of an eye, "Have you sold my divorce property?"

An Zhengye's gentle expression darkened visible to the naked eye, and he said in a deep voice, "No."

"Why hasn't it been sold for so long?" Mo Xiaoyu wondered.

"The market economy is not good. It's not worth that much money for the time being. Wait." An Zhengye replied calmly.

"Still waiting?" Mo Xiaoyu said troublesomely: "Why don't you sell it now, and when I pay the film salary, I will make up the price difference for you."

"Selling it now doesn't match the market value when I bought it at all. I never trade at a loss." An Zhengye said with an expression of a business elite.

Mo Xiaoyu was depressed. She couldn't understand the market value or sale, so she understood one meaning: An Zhengye is not willing to sell now.

"Okay, then when do you think it is suitable to sell." Mo Xiaoyu said helplessly.

"Hmm." A gleam flashed in An Zhengye's eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. When Mo Xiaoyu looked over, that subtle smile disappeared instantly and was hidden by him.

Next, the two of them ate quietly, Mo Xiaoyu didn't dare to eat indiscriminately, and honestly ate with vegetables.

An hour later, Mo Xiaoyu and An Zhengye were walking along the street to digest food, and Xu Wei drove behind them not far behind.

Mo Xiaoyu ate a little too much, and rubbed his stomach from time to time while walking.

An Zhengye thought she was suffering, so he asked concerned: "How do you feel? Are you going to be sent to the hospital?"

"No need." Mo Xiaoyu quickly waved her hand, she just came out of the hospital, and she didn't want to go back.

"I'm just a little full from eating, so I'll be fine if I take a walk."

Seeing that her expression did not seem to be fake, An Zhengye gave a faint "hmm".

The two walked very close, and Mo Xiaoyu's hand would inadvertently touch An Zhengye's big hand.

She silently moved to the side, and within a few steps, she would touch his hand again.

Mo Xiaoyu lowered his head suspiciously and looked at the distance between the two. They were not too close, at least thirty centimeters apart.

How could she always touch An Zhengye's hand?

Puzzled, she raised her hand to take a look. Did she eat too much recently and her arms became longer?
No wonder people say that 23 jumps up, she will only be 23 next year, and she can grow taller with this posture.

Mo Xiaoyu was thinking happily there, while An Zhengye took a few steps closer to her while she was not paying attention.

When she turned around, she walked away calmly.

Relying on his long legs, An Zhengye quietly did "bad things".

Xu Wei, who was following behind the two of them, could see clearly in the car.

Three black lines can't help but hang down on his forehead, Mr. An, who is just in love, is so childish...

The restaurant is not far from the hotel where Mo Xiaoyu is staying, and it takes less than half an hour to walk.

Mo Xiaoyu looked up again and saw the hotel not far away, and saw Daisy and her assistant with sharp eyes.

Immediately remembering what happened in the afternoon, a trace of displeasure flashed in Mo Xiaoyu's eyes, and his whole person's aura rose.

The look of a kitten trying to blow its fur before attacking.

But it only lasted a few seconds before she slumped her shoulders, feeling a little depressed.

An Zhengye keenly sensed that something was wrong with her, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you? Are you still feeling well?"

"It's okay." Mo Xiaoyu replied, suddenly raised his head and took a serious look at An Zhengye, and muttered, "Is it true that men can't resist scheming whores?"

It happened that a gust of night wind blew by, rustling the leaves, covering Mo Xiaoyu's voice, An Zhengye couldn't hear clearly.

"What did you say?"

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly didn't want to know the answer, and shook his head: "It's nothing."

An Zhengye frowned, always feeling that he missed an important sentence.

But when she asked Mo Xiaoyu again, she refused to speak again, a look of helplessness flashed in An Zhengye's eyes, this gust of wind really didn't come at the right time.