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

An Zhengye was overjoyed, and coaxed her in the way she spoke: "Mo Xiaoyu likes An Zhengye, right?"

"Yes, Mo Xiaoyu likes An Zhengye, and foolishly donated a kidney to you, but you believe Xue Jingrou's nonsense about donating a kidney, you idiot, you don't even know who donated it, do you know that Mo Xiaoyu is very I'm so sad..." Mo Xiaoyu's words were clear at the beginning, but the more she spoke, the more her words became slurred, and her voice was almost inaudible at the end.

An Zhengye only heard the words "donate a kidney" and "Xue Jingrou". Even though he immediately approached, Mo Xiaoyu's voice was too low, and he didn't hear her whole.

An Zhengye frowned involuntarily, and patted Mo Xiaoyu's cheek lightly: "Xiaoyu, explain what you just said clearly."

He always felt like he missed some important message.

"Hmm... so noisy." Mo Xiaoyu waved his hand away, and fell asleep in a daze.

When An Zhengye called her again, she didn't respond at all and slept very soundly.

An Zhengye frowned, while wiping her face clean, he guessed what she meant.

Is there something else hidden about the kidney donation?

This thought flashed by, but soon appeared in An Zhengye's mind.

The idea seemed to have taken root, causing An Zhengye to have great doubts.

Could it be that the kidney was not donated by Xue Jingrou?
An Zhengye was contemplating, and when he was about to figure out a clue, Mo Xiaoyu suddenly let out an uncomfortable groan, and his thoughts were pulled back instantly.

Seeing Mo Xiaoyu's small face wrinkled, he stretched out his hand to tug on his dress, sleeping very uncomfortable.

The dress was still stained with dirt, and Mo Xiaoyu sweated a lot during the journey, and the dress was also soaked in sweat.

An Zhengye turned around and wanted to call a servant to help her change clothes.

However, before he opened his mouth, he suddenly thought that there is no maid at home now, and there is only an old housekeeper who handles housework, and the part-time cleaning worker is a woman, but it is already past eleven o'clock in the evening, and it is obviously unrealistic to call here .

Now there is no other woman in Anjia Villa except Mo Xiaoyu.

An Zhengye was silent for a moment, considering the possibility of letting Mo Xiaoyu sleep overnight in dirty clothes.

Mo Xiaoyu's figure was reflected in his dark pupils. She didn't sleep well, with her arms hanging by her sides, and she tugged at her collar from time to time.

She slept so badly that it was obviously unlikely that she would wear dirty clothes.

So An Zhengye brought out a set of clean pajamas and pajamas, stretched out his hands and put the pajamas on Mo Xiaoyu's calves, then closed his eyes and pulled them directly to his waist.

Feeling almost done, he opened his eyes. The pajama pants were loosely worn on Mo Xiaoyu's legs. It looked a bit messy, but they were put on for her anyway.

Next is pajamas.

An Zhengye said in a low voice, "See no evil, see no evil", then held Mo Xiaoyu in his arms, and unzipped her dress by feeling.

His eyes were always looking at a corner of the room in a regular manner, and the movements of his hands were all based on his feelings.

Fortunately, Mo Xiaoyu was very obedient when he fell asleep, so he obediently let An Zhengye play with him.

An Zhengye heaved a sigh of relief after successfully taking off Mo Xiaoyu's dress. Mo Xiaoyu's limp body leaning against his arms was a great test for him.

But only by holding her can you not see something you shouldn't see.

An Zhengye was sweating slightly on his forehead, taking care of the alcoholic was more tiring than running a marathon.

The pajamas he found were pullovers, and he only needed to put Mo Xiaoyu's head over his head to put it on.

An Zhengye found the leader, gently supported Mo Xiaoyu's head, and prepared to pull down the pajamas in one go.

But the human body is soft, and it's not like putting something in and just putting it in.

When An Zhengye pulled it down, he tried to avoid skin contact, but his fingers accidentally touched Mo Xiaoyu's smooth skin.

An Zhengye secretly apologized, but hesitantly wore it more slowly, it would be better to cut the mess quickly.

Unavoidably touching her waist, he was about to withdraw his hand when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Like some kind of scar.

A trace of doubt flashed in An Zhengye's eyes, and he couldn't help but look down.

I saw that the place where his finger accidentally touched was indeed a scar.

He frowned involuntarily, pulled the clothes around Mo Xiaoyu's waist, and a scar came into view immediately.

An Zhengye's mind suddenly went blank. When did Mo Xiaoyu get scratched?

Taking a closer look, it was not a scratch, but more like an incision after surgery.

This location is...

An Zhengye subconsciously straightened his waist, and there was a similar incision on his back.

He suddenly had deep doubts in his heart, why did Xiao Yu have a knife cut in his back?
Could it be that his speculation just now is true?

An Zhengye couldn't help frowning, took a deep look at her incision, quickly helped her change into her pajamas, and then covered her tightly with a quilt.

After finishing all this, sweat dripped from An Zhengye's back. He had just loosened his tie when the butler knocked on the door.

"What's the matter?" An Zhengye asked.

"Assistant Xu is here, waiting for you in the study."

"I see." An Zhengye looked at Mo Xiaoyu for a while before dimming the lights in the room.

After opening the door and asking the butler to pay attention to the movement in the room, An Zhengye walked into the study.

As soon as he entered, Xu Wei began to report to work: "Mr. An, the matter of the banquet has been settled, and I still have something to report."

"Speak." An Zhengye happened to want to talk to Xu Wei about something, so he decided to listen to Xu Wei's report first.

"Mr. An, you asked me to look for Kidney Source some time ago, and I encountered some problems." Xu Wei said.

An Zhengye frowned slightly: "What's the problem?"

"Kidneys need to be matched. Without alarming Ms. Xue, I went to check Ms. Xue's kidney donation records earlier, but the data of the hospital during that time was lost, so I had to start from other aspects." Xu Wei said holding A medical examination report came out: "Mr. An, look, this is Miss Xue's medical examination report."

An Zhengye took it and flipped through it, and saw that Xue Jingrou's physical indicators were normal, and she was in good health, and there was nothing unusual in the report.

An Zhengye couldn't help frowning, not understanding what Xu Wei was trying to prove with the report.

"Miss Xue's physical examination report is the same as that of a normal person, it seems..." Facing An Zhengye's puzzled gaze, Xu Wei hesitated to finish speaking: "It doesn't seem like someone who has donated a kidney."

An Zhengye was taken aback for a moment, then he suddenly realized that it was his body that was abnormal.

Thinking of the two vague words Mo Xiaoyu said before he fell asleep, and the knife wound on his back, he felt more and more that his speculation might be true.

There is indeed something strange about donating a kidney.

A flash of thought flashed in An Zhengye's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Go check it now, check Xue Jingrou's kidney donation record." He paused: "There is Xiaoyu, see if she has donated a kidney."

"Yes, Mr. An." Xu Wei responded immediately, suppressing his surprise.

As soon as Xu Wei left, An Zhengye looked at the report spread out on the table and felt a little emptiness.

If Xue Jingrou's kidney donation was false, would his kidney be donated by Xiaoyu?

Things that had always been certain suddenly became uncertain, and An Zhengye felt weak for a while.

Mo Xiaoyu fell into a drowsy sleep, as if he could vaguely hear voices.

She frowned, and it took her a long time to barely open her eyes. The layout of the room gradually became clear in her sight. It didn't seem like this was her own room, or a hotel room.

Black curtains, black desk, dark gray sheets... This is An Zhengye's room!
Mo Xiaoyu's eyes widened in shock. She sat up on the bed and looked around with her mouth half open. Although she had only been here once, this was indeed An Zhengye's room.

Didn't she go to the banquet?How could it be in An Zhengye's room?
"What's going on here?" Mo Xiaoyu frowned and thought carefully, but couldn't think of anything.

Before Mo Xiaoyu had time to think clearly, she raised her hand and found that she was wearing a long-sleeved pajamas. She was shocked, wasn't she wearing a white dress?

Where is her gown?
And why did she change her pants?
"My clothes!" Mo Xiaoyu yelled in panic.

The talking stopped at some point, and the doorknob clicked softly, An Zhengye came out from the door, saw Mo Xiaoyu who was sitting on the bed with a panicked face, his eyes flashed and he asked, "Are you awake? "

His question startled Mo Xiaoyu.

An Zhengye leaned against the door frame, looking at her with something more in his eyes.

Mo Xiaoyu was flustered at this moment and didn't notice at all. He asked in a panic, "Who changed my clothes? And why am I in your room?"

An Zhengye frowned slightly, and asked back, "You don't remember what happened last night?"

Mo Xiaoyu was startled, with a puzzled look on his face: "I, what did I do last night?"

Could it be that she was drunk and playing crazy?
An Zhengye didn't answer right away, he was silent for a while, and when he knew that Mo Xiaoyu was getting more and more flustered, he opened his mouth and said, "You were drunk and vomited all over me."

When Mo Xiaoyu heard this, he immediately showed a shameful expression.

Before he had time to apologize, An Zhengye said lazily, "So I can only change your clothes."

"I spit all over you, why are you changing my clothes!" Mo Xiaoyu's face flushed instantly, his head seemed to explode, and he said angrily, "You rascal!"

He kept his etiquette last night, but An Zhengye deliberately said in a disapproving tone: "Don't forget that we are husband and wife, I haven't seen your body anywhere."

"You!" Mo Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment.

For a moment, he couldn't think of a rebuttal.

Her mind went blank, and she couldn't remember if there was any content about the skin-to-skin relationship between the two in the plot.

"Get out!" Mo Xiaoyu threw a pillow and threw it at An Zhengye.

An Zhengye caught it calmly, and said slowly, "This is my room, where can I go?"

"I don't care, I want to change!" Mo Xiaoyu said angrily.

He seemed to be teasing too much, An Zhengye pretended to be helpless: "Okay, I'll go out now."

As soon as he left, Mo Xiaoyu immediately got up and locked the door vigilantly.

An Zhengye hadn't gone far when he heard the click of the door lock, and couldn't help feeling a little funny.

After Mo Xiaoyu changed her clothes, she was still wearing the dress she wore last night, and ran straight downstairs.

"Come here, have breakfast." An Zhengye greeted lightly.

"Don't eat!" Mo Xiaoyu replied angrily, opened the door and left without looking back.

An Zhengye looked at her angry back through the window, feeling helpless and funny.

I originally wanted to have a good talk with her, but it seems that I can only wait for the next time.

Mo Xiaoyu went back to the hotel angrily, and after sitting for a while, he realized that the dress on his body was smelly and wrinkled.

It seems that it is true that she vomited all over An Zhengye.

Mo Xiaoyu felt guilty for a moment, but when he thought of being watched by others, he became unhappy again.