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

The paper is the address of a house, and the key is obviously the key to the house.

Xu Zhou picked up the piece of paper, raised his eyebrows and looked at Xue Jingrou: "Can you make an appointment with Xiaoyu?"

"I'll find a way to ask her out." Xue Jingrou said firmly, "I'll let her talk to you alone."

In particular, the word "separately" is accentuated.

Xu Zhou glanced at her suspiciously, and under Xue Jingrou's expectant and apprehensive gaze, he slowly said, "Okay, I'll just believe you once."

He wanted to see what tricks Xue Jingrou could pull off.

Seeing Xu Zhou accept her key, Xue Jingrou breathed a sigh of relief.

With the important matter in her heart settled, Xue Jingrou asked with a smile: "Do you want to drink something else?"

"No, nothing else, I'm leaving first." Xu Zhou pushed the menu away and got up straight away.

Xu Zhou is the key to her plan, Xue Jingrou is very courteous to him: "I'll see you off."

"No need." Xu Zhou refused coldly, and walked away quickly.

His figure was no longer visible, and Xue Jingrou's whole body became cold.

Xu Zhou's attitude all night showed that he looked down on her very much, Xue Jingrou snorted coldly: "I'll see if you will still be so arrogant after tomorrow is over."

After speaking, Xue Jingrou thought of something, and smiled darkly: "Hmph, Mo Xiaoyu..."

inside the car.

Xu Zhou sat in the back seat and waited for the driver to come over.

He took out the key and looked at it for a few moments, then began to think about Xue Jingrou's words.

Originally, he dismissed this plan, and he was even more unwilling to join forces with Xue Jingrou.

But when he thought of meeting Mo Xiaoyu alone, Xu Zhou was a little moved.

It was too much to meet Mo Xiaoyu alone, whether it was true or not, Xu Zhou was unwilling to miss it.

Although he still doesn't trust Xue Jingrou in his heart, Xu Zhou is confident that if he encounters any situation, he can resolve it.

Even if Xue Jingrou's real purpose is to harm Mo Xiaoyu, he can still protect Xiaoyu well.

Thinking about it this way, Xu Zhou secretly made up his mind that no matter whether it is a dragon's lake or a tiger's lair tomorrow, he will have to go through it to find out.

Just as he was thinking, someone knocked on the car window.

A young man asked, "Sir, is this the driver you called?"

"Yes, get in the car." Xu Zhou handed out the car keys with a very gentle tone.

"Okay." The young man took the keys and got into the car. After asking about the address, he immediately started the car.

The silver-gray car disappeared into the night.

The next day, the sky was gray with fine snowflakes floating in the sky.

The cold wind was whistling, which could be heard clearly in the warm villa.

Mo Xiaoyu is greedy for the warmth of home, and he doesn't even want to get out of bed.

"Your manager will be there in a while." An Zhengye put down his phone and walked to the bed.

"I don't want to go." Mo Xiaoyu pursed his lips, thinking of the devil director, he didn't want to shoot.

As she spoke, she stretched out her arms, as if asking for a hug.

An Zhengye lowered his head cooperatively, let Mo Xiaoyu wrap his neck around his neck, and asked aloud, "Do you really want to go?"

"Well, I don't want to." Mo Xiaoyu said coquettishly.

I thought An Zhengye would coax her, but An Zhengye took his chin and rubbed her shoulder: "Okay, I see."

What do you know?Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help looking sideways at him.

An Zhengye reached out his hand and picked up the phone again, making a gesture to make a call: "In that case, I'll call the manufacturer. We won't be shooting this commercial."

Mo Xiaoyu quickly hugged his arm: "Wait a minute, I have to go, I'll get up right away."

Faint Lord, this person was definitely a faint king in ancient times!

"Want to go again?" An Zhengye's eyes flashed a hint of ridicule, but his tone was indifferent.

"I want to go, I really want to go." Mo Xiaoyu got up from the bed neatly, with a very positive tone: "I really like shooting commercials."

"Well, then you go to wash up, breakfast is ready."

An Zhengye's tone was calm, as if he didn't care about Mo Xiaoyu's capriciousness.

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu walked quickly towards the bathroom, his positive attitude was completely different from the shameless appearance just now.

An Zhengye chuckled, he has now learned how to deal with his little wife.

After breakfast, Mo Xiaoyu took Luna's car to the set.

Luna originally thought that she would meet a very reluctant Mo Xiaoyu, but she was full of energy, as if she was looking forward to today's shooting.

"Did you get bloody?" Luna asked curiously while driving.

"No, I ate braised chicken last night." Mo Xiaoyu answered irrelevantly.

"..." Luna was speechless.

Forget it, it's a good thing for an artist to be in a good state, so she won't waste her words to encourage her.

By the way, it seems like she hasn't blown Mo Xiaoyu's rainbow fart for a long time.

But this girl is full of affection and water now, she doesn't need her flattery anymore.

Luna sighed faintly, and swallowed baby, you are so beautiful, baby, you are so beautiful, into her stomach.

Half an hour later, we arrived at the studio.

The director asked the staff to send the script.

Mo Xiaoyu flipped through the pages while putting on makeup.

Today's shooting content is the same as originally planned, and there should be no more messes.

If all goes well, the filming can be finished at three o'clock.

Then she can give An Zhengye a surprise.

Mo Xiaoyu smiled secretly, he had already thought about what gift he would bring to An Zhengye, and his makeup was almost done.

In the past, the shooting really went smoothly, but the director had a new inspiration halfway through, so Mo Xiaoyu didn't even have lunch.

Fortunately, the shooting was completed on time at three o'clock. Except for being a little hungry, today's shooting was perfect.

Mo Xiaoyu went back to the lounge to take off his makeup, his stomach growling with hunger.

Luna felt distressed: "I'll go get some food."

"Okay, thank you." Mo Xiaoyu didn't refuse, and she couldn't stand it any longer.

As soon as Luna left, Mo Xiaoyu speeded up the action of removing makeup. Just as he came out of the dressing room, there was a knock on the door of the room.

"Dangdangdang."

Mo Xiaoyu thought it was Luna knocking on the door, so he opened the door without asking.

As a result, a stranger stood outside the door, wearing a sweater, jeans, and this peaked cap.

"What's the matter with you?" Mo Xiaoyu thought he was a staff member and asked politely.

The stranger spoke in a rough voice: "There are a few of your fans outside the door, and they want to ask you to sign a photo."

"Oh, okay." Mo Xiaoyu was a little surprised, but he also met fans visiting the set several times during the filming before, so he didn't think too much about it: "Thank you for sending the message, I'll go there right away."

The man nodded: "I'll take you there."

"No need." Mo Xiaoyu was about to refuse, but the man had already turned around and left. After walking a few steps, he turned around and signaled Mo Xiaoyu to follow.

Mo Xiaoyu shrugged his shoulders and followed, muttering softly, "It's strange to be positive."

Following the man out of the studio, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help being a little surprised that the man continued to walk when he reached the door.

"Didn't you say it was at the door?"

"At the gate of the studio." The man replied.

"Oh." Mo Xiaoyu nodded, but felt something was wrong.

The footsteps that were originally followed became hesitant.

The man suddenly turned around and said, "The director thought they were noisy, so I took them outside the gate, and it's still snowing outside..."

When Mo Xiaoyu heard that it was indeed something that a devil director would do, the doubts in his heart immediately dissipated: "Thank you, let's go quickly."

Then the man turned around and continued to walk forward, but this time he looked back at Mo Xiaoyu from time to time, so he wouldn't keep walking forward.

Mo Xiaoyu smiled at him, and felt that his suspiciousness was a little funny.

There are still people from the film crew around the studio, so she really thinks too much about the danger.

Mo Xiaoyu complained to himself in his heart, after thinking about it, he still sent a WeChat to Luna, telling her that he went to the gate to meet fans.

After sending the WeChat message, just as Mo Xiaoyu plugged in his mobile phone, the man turned his head and raised his eyes and smiled at him: "Brother, I haven't asked you what your name is yet? It's thanks to you this time, thank you for being so careful."

Something flashed in the man's eyes, Mo Xiaoyu didn't notice it at all while saying thank you.

He just replied "surname Wang" and turned his head coldly.

Mo Xiaoyu touched his nose awkwardly, this person became cold again, wasn't he very positive just now?

Cursing in his heart, Mo Xiaoyu curled his lips and stopped talking.

The two came to the gate one after the other. There were only a few scattered passers-by at the gate, and no one who looked like a fan was seen.

"Did they leave?" Mo Xiaoyu frowned and asked.

"No, I arranged for them to wait in the car." The man pointed to a white van.

"Thank you, you are so kind." Mo Xiaoyu sincerely thanked you.

Although this person has a bit of a weird personality, he is quite a nice person, and he knows how to arrange for fans to wait in the car.

After signing autographs with fans, she must ask this big brother Wang if he is interested in working under her.

Mo Xiaoyu walked towards the van while expressing his expression, "You're too thoughtful..."

The man seemed to dislike Mo Xiaoyu's talkativeness, and the veins on his forehead twitched.

He didn't respond, but waited for Mo Xiaoyu to enter, and opened the car door, his voice was slightly cold: "It's inside."

"Oh, thank you." Mo Xiaoyu smiled, walked forward, and poked his head into the van: "Fish school, hello..."

Before I could finish my greeting, I saw that the van was pitch-black, and there seemed to be only one person sitting in it.

"Hello, are you my fan?" Mo Xiaoyu asked hesitantly.

The people in the car didn't speak, but smiled at her.

The smile was a bit weird, and Mo Xiaoyu felt a little nervous: "Brother Wang, did you make a mistake...uh."

Before he could finish his question, Mo Xiaoyu felt a pain in the back of his neck, and he didn't know what was going on.

Seeing Mo Xiaoyu lying softly on the car, the man in the car immediately bent over and grabbed her, and the person surnamed Wang behind him clicked his tongue: "Women are really troublesome."

After speaking, he picked up Mo Xiaoyu's leg with some disgust and stuffed her into the back seat.

Regardless of whether she was lying comfortably or not, she slammed the car door shut, and then the man walked to the driver's seat, started the car quickly and drove away.

The series of actions did not exceed 2 minutes.

The passers-by didn't notice the movement here, but the van was driving fast, and the passers-by who were almost hit by it cursed a lot.

"I'm going to die, rush to reincarnate!"

The scolding was thrown away by the roaring car, leaving no lingering sound behind.

Xu family.

In the room on the second floor.

Xu Zhou got up with aches all over his body. The hangover and staying up late caused his headache to split. When he got out of bed, he staggered a few steps.

The heel hit the foot of the bed, and the pain made Xu Zhou wake up instantly.

"Hiss." Taking a breath, Xu Zhou rubbed his temples.

His head hurt more than his feet.

After washing up in the bathroom, Xu Zhou cheered up.

Looking at my pale face in the mirror, I always feel as if I forgot something.

With a headache so bad that he couldn't remember, Xu Zhou simply put it down, changed his clothes, and opened the door to go out.

When I came downstairs, the family members had already gone to work, and his figure appeared.

The servants brought the food immediately.

"Second young master, please have dinner."

"Thank you." Xu Zhou thanked him and took a sip of hangover soup.

Seeing that the servant hadn't left yet, he turned his head slightly and asked with his eyes.