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

"Don't pick it, I'll tell you." An Zhengye hurriedly stopped and hugged Mo Xiaoyu tightly.

Mo Xiaoyu patted An Zhengye's arm hard: "Just say it, don't hug me."

An Zhengye didn't dare to let go, fearing that Mo Xiaoyu would really throw the bracelet away.

He didn't dare to be disobedient, fearing that Mo Xiaoyu would get angry even more, so he had no choice but to settle for the next best thing. He hugged Mo Xiaoyu to a chair and sat down. He held her hands and squatted in front of Mo Xiaoyu.

From the side, An Zhengye seemed to be proposing.

A minute ago, Mo Xiaoyu would still feel that her husband is so handsome even squatting, but now Mo Xiaoyu doesn't like him at all.

Mo Xiaoyu sat leaning on her, while someone squatted down and asked condescendingly, "Tell me, what is the button for?"

An Zhengye looked at her helplessly.

He was really helpless, originally thought that it would take a few days for Mo Xiaoyu to find out, at that time he should think of a reason to prevaricate.

Unexpectedly, she discovered it not long after she put it on.

An Zhengye was caught off guard.

It was mainly the bracelet that was customized. His original plan was to think of a reason before giving it to her.

But Mo Xiaoyu found out what Luna had reported to him in the afternoon, and even lost his temper with him.

On the one hand, An Zhengye wanted to make her happy, but on the other hand, he felt that choosing a date would be better than bumping into the date. It would be better if he sent out the bracelet earlier, and he would check Mo Xiaoyu's location all the time.

Too bad the plan didn't keep up with the changes.

An Zhengye originally wanted to find a reason, but he couldn't think of it for a while, not to mention that a lie needs a thousand lies to cover up, so as to avoid trouble in the future, it is better to just tell the truth.

An Zhengye didn't bother to tell lies, so he simply told the truth.

"There is a positioning chip inside this diamond, and the button is when you are in danger, you can send a distress signal to my mobile phone."

"Because I found out about Luna, so you have a different way to monitor me?" Mo Xiaoyu understood as soon as he heard it, his eyes widened, and he said dissatisfied.

An Zhengye sighed deeply.

Involuntarily clenched Mo Xiaoyu's hands, Mo Xiaoyu was angry, struggled hard but did not break free, glared at him angrily, and turned his head away.

A trace of helplessness flashed in An Zhengye's eyes.

If he could, he wouldn't want to do that. If he could stay with Mo Xiaoyu 24 hours a day, then he wouldn't have to order this bracelet.

But it is obviously unrealistic.

He has a company to manage, and Mo Xiaoyu also has his own business to busy with.

Although he can fully support Mo Xiaoyu, he is more willing to let Mo Xiaoyu spread his wings and fly high.

It's just that An Zhengye was also worried when she was flying.

Worried about whether she is tired from flying, whether her wings are strong or not, and even more worried about her safety.

An Zhengye let go of his hand, and turned to hold Mo Xiaoyu's face.

Although his strength was light, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't break free from him, so he had to look at him.

An Zhengye smiled wryly, and said slowly, "I'm not spying on you, I'm here for your safety."

It's also for his peace of mind.

Although he didn't say the second half of the sentence, Mo Xiaoyu read it from his eyes.

Mo Xiaoyu's fire dissipated a lot in an instant.

"Honey, you just wear the bracelet, okay?" An Zhengye stared at her unblinkingly with his deep eyes.

There was still a trace of tension in his eyes.

Of course Mo Xiaoyu read it out, and his heart couldn't help but soften a little.

"I'll think about it." She deliberately left him alone.

"Wife..." An Zhengye wanted to persuade him again, but Mo Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows, raised his chin, and said with great force: "I will think about it myself, you are not allowed to speak."

"Okay, I won't talk." An Zhengye immediately compromised.

Still squatting there, looking at Mo Xiaoyu seriously.

Mo Xiaoyu felt a little uncomfortable being watched by him, so he deliberately slapped his hand off.

She still felt sorry for him being tired from half squatting, but when he thought that his date tonight was all to trick her into wearing the bracelet, Mo Xiaoyu hardened his heart and didn't turn his head away from looking at him.

Mo Xiaoyu frowned, and began to think about the pros and cons of wearing a bracelet.

She has indeed had too many accidents since she wore the book.

Swing off the ring, car out of control, fall from high altitude, knife holder collapsed, pressure fracture, etc., it is quite scary to pick out any one of them.

Ordinary people would have died eight times out of ten.

Mo Xiaoyu is lucky every time, he can be rescued, even if he is not rescued in the end, he can save himself from danger.

She also wondered if she had the aura of the heroine, and An Zhengye was able to save her because of the aura of the heroine.

But since knowing that the book is gone, everything is true.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't dare to have such a fluke mentality.

Why don't you just promise him, Mo Xiaoyu quietly looked at someone.

She was actually also afraid, although she knew that Xue Jingrou had already run away and the crisis was over.

But in case something unexpected happened in the future, Mo Xiaoyu also hoped that someone would come to rescue her.

Hey, hey, hey, she won't be in any accident.

She is just for someone's peace of mind.

"Okay, I can wear the bracelet." Mo Xiaoyu said pretending to be cold.

"Thank you, wife." An Zhengye immediately smiled, as if he had negotiated a billion-dollar deal.

No, he is expressionless when he talks about billions of dollars in business.

He is purely happy now, and he is also greatly relieved.

When Mo Xiaoyu saw his smiling face, he couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.

But before An Zhengye looked over, he restrained himself again.

She's going to keep someone cold for a while, who told him to make up his own mind.

Her romantic dates are not pure anymore.

"Go home." Mo Xiaoyu kept his face cold on purpose.

"Okay." An Zhengye wanted to offer money to hold her hand, but Mo Xiaoyu avoided it.

She snorted coldly and deliberately walked ahead.

An Zhengye sighed helplessly as he opened his empty hand.

The two left the restaurant one after the other, before Mo Xiaoyu got into the car, he turned his head to the Moonlight Restaurant for the last time.

Seeing the reluctance in her eyes, An Zhengye said softly: "You like it, we will come back later."

Mo Xiaoyu glanced at him, neither said he liked nor disliked, and sat in the car with a proud expression.

The meaning of this glance was unclear, and An Zhengye didn't dare to speculate arbitrarily, after all, a woman's heart is in the bottom of her heart.

While driving, An Zhengye asked for a topic several times, but Mo Xiaoyu either hummed or perfunctory, as if he didn't want to talk to him.

It seems that this time I was really angry, and I couldn't coax her well.

Faced with this situation, An Zhengye was also a little helpless.

Women are not like negotiating business, as long as they find out the opponent's way, they will naturally be able to negotiate.

But women are much more complicated, their ways are always changing, and their temper is also very unstable.

He didn't know about other women, but An Zhengye didn't even know why Mo Xiaoyu got angry sometimes.

But it's right to coax him, if he can't coax him well, he can only wait for Mo Xiaoyu to calm down.

In this case, it is clearly the latter.

I don't know how long my wife will be angry, he won't be alone in the empty room.

An Zhengye's premonition was confirmed when he returned home.

When Mo Xiaoyu went up to the second floor, he went straight back to the small room and closed the door with a bang in front of An Zhengye.

Almost hit An Zhengye on the nose.

An Zhengye touched the tip of his nose, his handsome face was full of helplessness.

He was thinking about knocking on the door when the door in front of him opened again.

"Wife..."

"Where are my pajamas and my skin care products? Didn't I ask you to clean up the room this afternoon? You didn't do it?" Mo Xiaoyu asked a series of questions, with a bad expression and very unhappy.

"Are you preoccupied with dressing yourself up? Have you ignored my words?"

"..."

Facing Mo Xiaoyu's questioning, An Zhengye didn't know how to answer.

His original plan was to coax Mo Xiaoyu on a date, then the small room would not be needed, so he didn't tidy it up.

What's more, he didn't want to clean up.

It seemed that the silence towards him was the acquiescence to his own words, Mo Xiaoyu became angry again, and stared at An Zhengye dissatisfiedly.

"I'll clean up for you right now." An Zhengye had no choice but to say.

After finishing speaking, he was about to coax him again, but Mo Xiaoyu snorted and urged, "Hurry up."

"I'll go right away." An Zhengye had no choice but to turn around and return to the bedroom.

Thinking of going to sleep by himself again tonight, and possibly sleeping by himself for several nights in a row, An Zhengye was a little bit hesitant to walk.

"Hurry up." Behind Mo Xiaoyu urged again.

An Zhengye sighed deeply, and had to quicken his pace in order not to make Mo Xiaoyu even more angry.

After packing his things at a slower speed than usual, An Zhengye reluctantly sent them to Mo Xiaoyu's room.

As soon as he knocked on the door, Mo Xiaoyu took the things and closed the door with a bang, without even giving An Zhengye a chance to speak.

An Zhengye was helpless even after being shut down twice.

"Go to bed early, good night." He could only say through the door.

There was an unintelligible hum from inside the door.

An Zhengye sighed, just pretend that Mo Xiaoyu said goodnight to him.

Taking a last look at the door, An Zhengye walked back to the room with heavy steps.

in a small room.

Mo Xiaoyu put his ear on the door.

It's a pity that the sound insulation in the room is very good, and Mo Xiaoyu didn't hear anything after listening for a long time.

"Does he make no sound when he walks?" Mo Xiaoyu muttered softly.

I couldn't help but quietly opened the door and secretly looked into the corridor.

Just in time to see An Zhengye's back, he walked to the door and was about to turn around when Mo Xiaoyu quickly closed the door and was almost spotted by someone.

Mo Xiaoyu let out a sigh of relief and decided to take a bath.

When I was taking a shower, I still wondered whether to take off the bracelet.

She wouldn't pick it if it was a pure diamond, but there was a high-tech product, and she didn't know if it was waterproof, so Mo Xiaoyu still picked it just in case.

After taking a comfortable shower and drying my hair, I especially miss someone's skillful technique.

Her hair was too thick, too dense and too long, although it was a bit like showing off, but with such long hair, the most annoying thing for Mo Xiaoyu was blowing it.

After finally finding a free hair blower, I turned people away again.

Alas, if I knew it earlier, I would have asked An Zhengye to blow-dry her hair, and then get angry with him again.

It was too late to regret it, Mo Xiaoyu could only hold the hair dryer by himself and blow it up.

It was so loud that she didn't hear the hiccup of the door opening and closing.

After blowing for 10 minutes, her hair was still a little damp. She couldn't blow it anymore, and her arms were a little sore, so she didn't bother to blow it anymore. Looking for a dry towel, Mo Xiaoyu went out while wiping.

He also conveniently stuffed the bracelet on the sink into the pocket of the bathrobe, planning to wear it when he went out.

She came out of the bathroom and didn't notice anything wrong. The towel blocked her view, and she was familiar with the room, so she sat on the bed without looking at the way.

As soon as he sat on the bed, he was startled by a sudden male voice.

"Where's the bracelet?"

"Ah!" Mo Xiaoyu yelled, throwing away the towel in his hand.

"Don't be afraid, it's me." An Zhengye quickly stroked her back and comforted her in a low voice.

"You scared me to death!" Mo Xiaoyu thumped An Zhengye several times with lingering fear.