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

Hearing Mo Xiaoyu's answer, An Zhengye's face darkened a little.

After hearing this, the young man immediately opened the medicine box and took out the medical scissors: "It may hurt a little, please bear with me, madam."

"Don't be afraid, he is a professional doctor." An Zhengye pressed Mo Xiaoyu's shoulder and said in a low voice.

"En." Mo Xiaoyu finally knew the identity of the young man, and nodded.

The young man cut open his long johns, and the cut was indeed glued to his trousers.

He tore it down carefully, Mo Xiaoyu closed his eyes, not daring to look at it, only felt that the wound was torn open again, with bursts of throbbing pain.

He clenched his teeth and didn't cry out for the pain. An Zhengye held her in his arms distressedly: "Cry out for the pain, I'm here."

Mo Xiaoyu shook his head in his arms, but hugged his back tightly.

An Zhengye hugged her back, staring at the wound closely, his eyes were a little cold.

The young man looked a little nervous, his hands almost didn't shake, and he finally separated his long johns, a bloody wound appeared on his knee.

Mo Xiaoyu's fair skin made the wound look shocking.

The young man inspected Mo Xiaoyu's knee carefully, and said seriously, "There is no bone injury, the wound can be treated with medicine."

"Don't you need a tetanus?" An Zhengye asked.

"I don't need it for the time being, but I need to take anti-inflammatory drugs." The young man said, "I will clean the wound and apply medicine to Madam."

"No, I'll come, you can leave after prescribing the medicine."

"Yes, Mr. An." The young man replied, left the things he needed and left.

"I can apply the medicine myself." The worst pain was over, and Mo Xiaoyu calmed down.

"I'll do it." An Zhengye said two words coldly, with the meaning that he could not refuse.

"Oh." Mo Xiaoyu became cute in a second.

Next, An Zhengye treated Mo Xiaoyu's wound with a cold face. Mo Xiaoyu didn't dare to say a word. When the wound was wiped with alcohol, his face was wrinkled, and he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

An Zhengye glanced at her, his face was cold, but his movements were a little gentler.

Finally, the torture of applying medicine was over, Mo Xiaoyu was greatly relieved, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

When she almost recovered, she realized that the room seemed a little too quiet.

She quietly raised her eyes to look at An Zhengye, and found that he was still staring at her wound with a calm face.

After thinking for a while, Mo Xiaoyu said: "My injury is really all right. I told the doctor that I didn't hurt any muscles or bones."

An Zhengye gave a faint "hmm" as a response, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Mo Xiaoyu said a few more words, but An Zhengye was still indifferent, and she closed her mouth embarrassingly.

She didn't mean to, cheapskate.

Mo Xiaoyu thought a little unhappy.

During dinner, An Zhengye was still hugged and hugged, but the two of them didn't communicate too much, they didn't talk until the evening when Mo Xiaoyu took off his hair and was about to take a bath, An Zhengye finally spoke.

He walked behind Mo Xiaoyu and gently helped her untie the hairpin from her hair: "Have you ever thought about not filming anymore?"

Stop filming?Mo Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"You worked so hard filming this movie, and you always get hurt. Why don't you resign, and I'll settle the liquidated damages." An Zhengye said seriously.

Only then did Mo Xiaoyu understand what he meant, and shook his head decisively: "I don't want to resign, I like acting."

Afraid that his tone would be too blunt, Mo Xiaoyu patiently explained: "Although this film is a bit difficult, it's almost finished, and I don't want to stop doing it because of such a trivial matter. I'm not that hypocritical."

This answer had been expected for a long time, An Zhengye was not surprised, he took off the last hairpin, and his thick hair fell loose.

An Zhengye picked up the comb and combed it gently. Mo Xiaoyu's hair was in his palm like satin, and An Zhengye's heart moved slightly.

"Then I'll open an entertainment company for you and shoot the movies you like." It's also convenient for him to take care of her at any time.

Mo Xiaoyu was a little surprised, a little happy, and even flattered.

To be honest, what An Zhengye said moved her heart for a moment.

Because she knew that An Zhengye would definitely give her the best.

But her resources in Xu Tian Entertainment are actually not bad. Since her debut, she has received good resources. Although her relationship with Xu Zhou has froze, it has no effect on her acting career. Just look at the film contract. , and there is Luna sister, who has been doing her best to be her manager.

In addition, she also knew that An Ye Group had never dabbled in the entertainment industry, so starting a company suddenly would definitely bring a lot of pressure.

She didn't want An Zhengye to spend so much energy doing such a thing.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoyu shook his head: "No more."

"why?"

"I don't want you to spend money." Mo Xiaoyu chose to tell a part of the truth.

"Little fool." An Zhengye didn't expect such a reason, and smiled helplessly and dotingly.

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly remembered what he said before, and said jokingly: "I'm not stupid, your money is my money, and I don't want to spend my money recklessly."

"Okay, you're right." An Zhengye said dotingly.

"You are obedient." Mo Xiaoyu smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, looking delicate and cute.

An Zhengye's eyes darkened a little, and his big hand gently pinched her chin.

"Shouldn't I be rewarded for being so obedient?"

"What reward..." Mo Xiaoyu raised his face involuntarily, and met An Zhengye's slightly deep eyes, and his scalp suddenly felt a little numb.

An Zhengye curled his lips into a smile, and without speaking, he directly bent down, completely covering the petite Mo Xiaoyu in front of him, and kissed Mo Xiaoyu's red lips with his thin lips.

When Mo Xiaoyu melted into An Zhengye's passionate kiss, at the last moment when his sanity disappeared, a thought flashed in his mind, it really is such a reward...

After the fiery kiss ended, Mo Xiaoyu's breathing became messed up.

An Zhengye pressed his forehead against her forehead, kissed her lightly on the face from time to time, and separated after a while, touched her reddish face, and said softly, "It's getting late, I'll put water on for you to take a bath."

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu hadn't come back to his senses, he didn't hear what he said, but subconsciously responded.

An Zhengye pressed a kiss on her forehead before letting go of her embrace.

When Mo Xiaoyu heard the sound of rushing water, he gradually woke up.

She touched her cheek that was still a little hot, unconsciously recalling the kiss just now.

An Zhengye's kiss was very passionate, which was different from his somewhat cold personality. The only thing in common was that both his personality and his kiss were very domineering.

Mo Xiaoyu blushed again.

Suddenly thought of a question, obviously both of them are junior players.

Why is An Zhengye improving so fast when her kiss is still so green?
Does the president learn things faster than others?
Mo Xiaoyu was a little unconvinced, she also wanted to have something that could compare to An Zhengye.

She can't match her force value for the time being, and she is not as thick-skinned as him, so why is her kissing skill lagging behind by a large margin?

No, she has to find a way to surpass him!
Mo Xiaoyu didn't realize that her train of thought was a little off, and took out her mobile phone very seriously and surfed the Internet on Baidu.

When An Zhengye put the water in and came out, he saw Mo Xiaoyu staring at the phone seriously, as if he was looking at a topic worthy of research and discussion.

She is more serious and hardworking than when she was reading the script.

And looking closely at her face was still a little red, An Zhengye couldn't help being a little more curious: "What are you looking at?"

Mo Xiaoyu watched intently, was startled by An Zhengye's sudden question, and hurriedly put away his phone: "I didn't watch anything."

Unexpectedly, her movements were too flustered, and with a wrong hand, not only was the phone confiscated, it even slipped to An Zhengye's feet.

"Don't move!" Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly shouted.

It's a pity that it was already too late, An Zhengye bent down and picked up the phone unhurriedly.

Seeing the above content clearly, he couldn't help raising his delicate eyebrows.

"How to improve kissing skills in a short time?"

When An Zhengye read a word, Mo Xiaoyu's face turned red, and when he finished reading the whole question, Mo Xiaoyu's face was already red enough to fry an egg.

"You don't need to go online for this question, just ask me directly." An Zhengye looked at Mo Xiaoyu playfully.

"I'll just look at it casually, so I don't need to ask anyone." Mo Xiaoyu was ashamed and angry.

An Zhengye gave a low laugh, put down his phone, and leaned over to Mo Xiaoyu.

"I can teach you." A deep and magnetic voice sounded in my ear.

What Mo Xiaoyu likes most is An Zhengye's voice, but he really doesn't want to hear it right now.

She's okay and blind to Baidu, oh my god, let her get in through a seam!
There is no floor seam, but there is a bathroom.

Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "I'm going to take a bath, please let me go."

She thought she had found a legitimate reason, and pushed An Zhengye away confidently.

However, An Zhengye took her hand with one hand and clasped her waist with the other.

"You really don't want me to teach you?"

"No need!" Mo Xiaoyu struggled in shame and indignation.

"Okay." An Zhengye's voice was slightly regretful: "Then I'll take you to take a bath."

"No, I'll wash it myself!" Mo Xiaoyu struggled harder.

It's a pity that he still couldn't resist An Zhengye's strength, and was easily subdued and taken into the bathroom.

"Get out! I'll wash it myself!" Mo Xiaoyu tightly guarded his skirt, looking at An Zhengye warily.

"Be obedient, your leg is injured, don't touch the water, I'll wash it for you." An Zhengye coaxed softly.

"I'm really confused." Mo Xiaoyu expressed indescribable remorse.

Luna was quite happy: "I think it's good, you've gained fans again."

Mo Xiaoyu looked at the number of fans, and it did exceed 500 million.

"Where did I get so much appeal?" Mo Xiaoyu couldn't believe it.

"It's not you, it's you and Mr. An, don't underestimate the power of CP fans." Luna explained.

"No wonder." Mo Xiaoyu was thoughtful. No wonder in the recent comments, apart from asking her to post selfies, there are many more people asking her to take pictures with An Zhengye. They are all CP fans.

Mo Xiaoyu felt infinitely emotional, feeling that he could not keep up with the trend of the times.

Because it wasn't a bad thing, Luna didn't mention it much.

When Mo Xiaoyu was filming, he told An Zhengye about the hot search.

"I suggest you change to a more low-key car."

"You don't like to sit?" An Zhengye asked lightly.

"No." She didn't like being on the trending searches.

"I have other cars." An Zhengye sent some pictures of the cars.

Mo Xiaoyu checked them one by one, looking at the more high-profile cars in the picture.

She was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Let's drive a Lamborghini."