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

Mo Xiaoyu thought secretly, his little face began to flush again, but this time he was happy.

She sneaked a few more glances, and when An Zhengye was looking this way, Mo Xiaoyu immediately buried her head in her meal, pretending to be nonchalant.

After An Zhengye called for about 5 minutes, the temperature on Mo Xiaoyu's face also dropped.

When eating face to face with An Zhengye, his movements and expressions were somewhat natural.

Half an hour later, Mo Xiaoyu put down the bowls and chopsticks contentedly. An Zhengye looked at the half-empty plates on the table and asked with a smile, "Have you finished eating?"

"It's ready, I'm very satisfied." Mo Xiaoyu gave a thumbs up and said playfully, "I give you a five-star praise, out of 99, I'll give you [-] points, and the lesser point is for your room for improvement."

"Thank you for this customer. I will try my best to make it [-] percent." After staying with Mo Xiaoyu for a long time, An Zhengye has also learned how to deal with his wife who may play tricks at any time.

"Looking forward to your performance next time." Mo Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows and said very embarrassingly.

"Okay." An Zhengye smiled helplessly and dotingly.

After dinner, the two took a walk in the courtyard hand in hand as usual.

There was sleet last night, and a thin layer of ice formed on the ground. When I walked, it was a little slippery, and my feet creaked on the road.

The servants in the courtyard specially cleared a clean path to walk on, but Mo Xiaoyu really liked the feeling of stepping on the thin ice.

She specifically looks for ice to step on, like a naughty child who has found an interesting game.

An Zhengye not only didn't stop her, but also pampered her to play with her. He just held her hand tightly and held her firmly when her feet slipped a little.

With An Zhengye's pampering, Mo Xiaoyu had a great time playing. When a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, An Zhengye wiped the sweat off her face and said softly, "I've played enough, it's time to go back." .”

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu still wants to play again, but her physical fitness is a little bit behind. She feels that she is sweating all over her body after playing for a long time, and she is even a little panting.

Seeing Mo Xiaoyu's reluctance, An Zhengye wrapped the scarf tightly for her, making sure that she would not be blown by the wind, and said, "When you get better, I'll take you to go skating."

"Okay, I will strengthen my exercise." Mo Xiaoyu nodded happily, and he was no longer obsessed with Bobing.

Obviously skating is more attractive.

A certain person is really coaxing... An Zhengye looked at Mo Xiaoyu who entered the door happily, and smiled slightly with his lips curled up.

After returning to his room, he took a hot bath and drank the ginger soup An Zhengye handed him. Mo Xiaoyu flipped through the script with his hands in his hands.

Both of them are staying in the study at the moment, Mo Xiaoyu is half leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, reading the script comfortably, while An Zhengye is processing documents on the desk not far away.

The imperial concubine's couch was right in front of the desk, and An Zhengye could see Mo Xiaoyu as soon as he looked up.

Originally, there was no imperial concubine's couch in the study room. During the recuperation period, An Zhengye worked in the study room, and he was worried about Mo Xiaoyu, so he insisted on arranging a place for her in the study room.

So he was working, and Mo Xiaoyu was playing on the sidelines, which became a daily scene in Anjia's villa.

I had already read the script yesterday. After getting familiar with the scene, Mo Xiaoyu started to recite the lines. The lines were not changed much, and Mo Xiaoyu finished memorizing the lines without any effort.

I went to shoot in two days, so there is probably no big problem.

She calmed down a little, and casually found a magazine to read.

A corner of the bookshelf is occupied by colorful fashion magazines, which is a bit out of place with a room full of tall hardcover books, but it is extremely harmonious.

After Mo Xiaoyu looked at it for a while, his eyelids began to sink.

After looking at it, she lay on the imperial concubine's couch, and it took a long time to turn a page of the magazine.

With a soft "pop", the magazine fell to the ground weakly.

An Zhengye looked up and saw Mo Xiaoyu sleeping.

He couldn't help curling his mouth, walked over lightly, and leaned over to gently hug Mo Xiaoyu.

As soon as he held her in his arms, Mo Xiaoyu took the initiative to approach his arms, rubbing his little head against his chest.

The light in An Zhengye's eyes softened a little, and the few tender feelings in his heart were aroused.

He never thought that someone would fill his heart like this, nor did he think that he would love someone like this one day.

An Zhengye looked at Mo Xiaoyu's sleeping face, and carried her steadily back to the room.

When An Zhengye was about to straighten up when he put her on the bed, Mo Xiaoyu suddenly opened his eyes in a daze, put his arms around his neck, and asked full of attachment, "Where are you going?"

"I'll go back to the study to deal with some business." An Zhengye kissed her heavy eyelids: "I'll be back in a while."

"Come back soon..." Mo Xiaoyu whispered, and then fell asleep in a daze.

An Zhengye smiled silently, looked at her sleeping face for a while, then got up and left the room.

When he returned to the room, Mo Xiaoyu had already fallen into a deep and sound sleep.

But when An Zhengye was lying on the bed, Mo Xiaoyu, who was sleeping on one side, rolled under the quilt as if he knew something, and rolled into An Zhengye's arms accurately.

He found a comfortable position with ease, let out a contented sigh, and fell asleep again.

The smile on An Zhengye's face became stronger, he tightened his arms slightly, and pressed a kiss on Mo Xiaoyu's head, then closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

The two days passed quickly, and it was time to return to the crew in a blink of an eye.

An Zhengye personally drove her off, and as before, arrived at the film and television base very punctually.

But what was different from before was that after Mo Xiaoyu got out of the car, An Zhengye also got off.

"Why did you come down, I can go in by myself." Mo Xiaoyu said with some surprise.

"Send you to the set." An Zhengye had already walked over, holding Mo Xiaoyu's hand, with a tone that could not be refused.

Mo Xiaoyu had no choice but to follow his strength and walk in.

Looking at someone who was not in a hurry, Mo Xiaoyu asked curiously: "Aren't you going to have a meeting?"

"In time." An Zhengye said flatly, nothing could compare to the importance of Mo Xiaoyu.

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu didn't ask anymore, just because she didn't want to separate from An Zhengye so soon.

The two walked slowly on the way to the set, not as if they were going to film, but more like walking in the garden.

No matter how slow he walked, he still arrived at the set.

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly felt reluctant to part with An Zhengye.

In the second half of the recuperation, when An Zhengye had to go to work, Mo Xiaoyu didn't seem to be as reluctant as he is now.

Because she knew that as long as she stayed at home, An Zhengye would definitely come back.

What's more, when he was at home, An Zhengye would send a video call every hour to confirm her condition, and whenever she called, An Zhengye would answer it quickly and chat with her.

So he went to work, and Mo Xiaoyu didn't think it would have much impact.

But filming is not so convenient, the time is uncertain, and the mobile phone cannot be brought to the set, so what if she misses him.

As long as he thinks about it, Mo Xiaoyu is very reluctant to let go, and he is reluctant to let go of An Zhengye's hand before they are separated.

"I don't want to make a movie." She held An Zhengye's hand and said unhappily, with her mouth flattened.

"Hey, I'll come to see you after the meeting." An Zhengye was also reluctant.

If today's meeting is not very important, he would like to skip work again.

Mo Xiaoyu regained her sanity, she felt like she was going to be spoiled by An Zhengye.

"I don't want it anymore, you can pick me up after I finish work." An Zhengye must also have a lot of business to do, as you can see from Xu Wei's frequent calls this morning.

She should be more sensible, more independent, and not too clingy.

Otherwise, if you can't even take the first step, how can you be an excellent actor.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." An Zhengye is now almost what Mo Xiaoyu said.

An Zhengye would agree to her unless it was not beneficial to her.

That being said, the determination was also very good, but Mo Xiaoyu was still reluctant to let go.

An Zhengye was also reluctant to leave, and was a little worried about her safety.

After all, Xiao Yu had an accident on the set. Even after reading the script, An Zhengye was still a little worried that there would be no dangerous action scenes.

The two handsome people just stood at the door of the studio, holding hands reluctantly.

Even on a set where actors are everywhere and handsome men and beautiful women are common, the two are still very eye-catching.

Luna just heard the news and looked for them, and saw two people exuding pink bubbles in the first glance.

She was waiting in the dressing room, but the time was approaching, and Mo Xiaoyu hadn't come yet.

Luna couldn't help being a little anxious. When she heard about the super good-looking couple, Luna knew it was the two of them and hurried to find them.

Eat dog food in the morning.

Luna rolled her eyes inwardly.

Glancing at the time on the phone, he reluctantly approached the crooked couple.

"Morning Mr. An, Xiaoyu, why don't you go in when you're here? You're almost late." Luna became very respectful and polite to An Zhengye, and when she turned to look at Mo Xiaoyu, she began to wink.

"I'll go in now." Mo Xiaoyu reluctantly let go.

Just as Luna was about to say something, An Zhengye glanced over indifferently. There was no warmth in that glance. Luna suddenly felt a chill down her back and dared not speak.

"You go to filming, call me in advance when work is over, and I'll pick you up." An Zhengye looked at Mo Xiaoyu with gentle eyes and told him.

"I get it, don't work too hard, remember to eat on time." Mo Xiaoyu also urged greasyly.

The two were talking, when a few young girls walked over, who looked young.

They muttered a few words in a low voice, and pushed a little girl out, only to hear her ask in a low voice, "Hello, are you Mo Xiaoyu?"

"Yes, I'm Mo Xiaoyu." Mo Xiaoyu froze for a moment, and admitted generously.

"Ah, it's the Mermaid, and that's Mr. An, so handsome." The little girls immediately screamed in a low voice.

As soon as Mo Xiaoyu heard their names, he knew that these people were her fans, and his attitude was a little gentle.

Several people wanted to sign a group photo, and she readily agreed.