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

The accompanying picture shows the bouquet of roses lying on the co-pilot last night, and the other picture is a group photo of her and An Zhengye.

The group photo was not last night's photo, but when Mo Xiaoyu was recuperating at home, the two of them were walking in the courtyard. The sun was just right at that time. Mo Xiaoyu took a few selfies, and then took An Zhengye to take one.

In the photo, Mo Xiaoyu had no makeup, and he was looking at the camera, while An Zhengye was obviously taking a selfie for the first time. He didn't look at the camera at all, but turned his face to look at Mo Xiaoyu with tenderness.

The sunlight pouring down from behind the two of them coated them with a layer of light gold, diluting their outlines, but creating an indescribably warm atmosphere.

It was already at the top of the trending list, but as soon as Mo Xiaoyu posted on Weibo, countless people immediately clicked in.

Within a few minutes, Weibo suddenly collapsed.

There was no other reason, because Mo Xiaoyu's Weibo was reposted by An Zhengye, and he had nothing to say, so he posted two emoticons, one heart and one fish.

Speaking of which, this Weibo is An Zhengye's third Weibo, the first two are the video of his press conference and the Weibo about protecting his wife.

One heart and one fish looks simple, but when translated it means love fish.

Needless to say, this fish refers to Mo Xiaoyu.

Netizens were immediately shocked by An Zhengye's simple and rude way of showing love. Unexpectedly, the chief executive of An Ye Group started playing Weibo with just one word: slip!

So netizens, CP fans, flocked to the Weibo of the two, but too many people clicked in, and the Weibo suddenly collapsed.

Poor programmers get up early to work overtime.

As for the two people who were the culprits, one went to shoot an advertisement, and the other held a meeting at the top of the company.

When Weibo is repaired, it will be the number one hot search.

Hearing Luna's exaggerated description, Mo Xiaoyu just smiled slightly, liked An Zhengye's forwarded Weibo, and put the phone aside.

But Mo Xiaoyu was in a good mood for the next shoot, and the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably.

When he returned home at night, Mo Xiaoyu still had a strong smile on his face.

An Zhengye saw that she was in a good mood, so he took the opportunity to secretly kiss her a few times. Mo Xiaoyu gave him a few angry glances, and then pushed her over.

But when he went to bed at night, Mo Xiaoyu went back to the small room.

Sleeping alone was a bit unaccustomed, Mo Xiaoyu fell asleep after tossing and turning on the bed a few times.

However, he did not sleep well all the time. In the middle of the night, Mo Xiaoyu woke up suddenly because of his dry throat.

Opening her eyes in a daze, she was about to get out of bed, but she almost died of fright.

She didn't know when there was an extra arm on her waist.

This means that there is one more person in her bed!

And she was held in this man's arms!
"what!"

Mo Xiaoyu screamed in fright.

The drowsiness that was still hazy was gone, and the whole person almost jumped out of bed.

With this shout, the shadow on the bed was also awakened.

He wanted to pat Mo Xiaoyu to comfort her, but when he moved, Mo Xiaoyu hid back, he stopped quickly, and said, "Don't be afraid, it's me."

In panic, Mo Xiaoyu recognized An Zhengye's voice.

At the same time, the extra person on the bed had already turned on the bedside lamp.

It lit up his handsome and extraordinary face.

Mo Xiaoyu was finally sure that he was An Zhengye, and he immediately became angry.

"You scared me to death!" Mo Xiaoyu threw a pillow at An Zhengye, her heart was still beating wildly.

No matter how courageous she is, sleeping in the middle of the night and suddenly having an extra person in the room is scary enough.

Seeing that Mo Xiaoyu's small face was still a little pale, An Zhengye quickly put her in his arms and comforted her: "I was wrong, I shouldn't scare you."

Feeling his warm body temperature, Mo Xiaoyu's violent heartbeat slowly calmed down: "Don't do this in the future."

"Okay, not in the future." An Zhengye stroked her back.

"Hmph." Mo Xiaoyu snorted in his arms, his breath gradually calming down.

An Zhengye breathed a sigh of relief.

It was the first time for him to climb the bed in the middle of the night, and he originally thought that he would go back tomorrow morning without anyone noticing.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xiaoyu woke up in the middle of the night, and he scared people. No matter how painful it is to stay alone in an empty room, he will not dare to appear in Mo Xiaoyu's room in the middle of the night.

His wife is really too timid.

After hugging quietly for a while, Mo Xiaoyu regained his energy.

She pushed An Zhengye away, put her hands on her hips, glared at An Zhengye angrily, and asked with a frown, "Tell me, how did you get in here?"

"Ahem, use the key." For the first time in his life, An Zhengye felt uncomfortable, put his hands on his mouth, and lowered his eyes with guilt.

"How do you have a key?" She obviously just asked the housekeeper to change the new lock.

"I know where the spare key is." An Zhengye was very loyal and did not reveal the housekeeper.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't think too much about it, after all An Zhengye was the owner of the house.

She held out a hand: "Give it to me."

"Okay." An Zhengye chose to follow Mo Xiaoyu at this time, got up from the bed, and came out of the cloakroom with an extra key in his hand.

"Give you."

"Hmph." Mo Xiaoyu took the key and threw it into the drawer.

Just as Mo Xiaoyu was about to speak, he licked his lips because of his dry mouth. An Zhengye observed his words and said, "Honey, do you want some water?"

"Ah."

"I'll get you some water."

Before Mo Xiaoyu could react, An Zhengye had already turned around and left.

Mo Xiaoyu happened to be too lazy to get out of bed, so it would be better if someone could do it for him.

An Zhengye came back soon, and walked in with a glass of water.

Under the dim light of the bedside lamp, An Zhengye walked over tall and tall, looking a little attractive.

When Mo Xiaoyu thought of this word, he couldn't help but patted his forehead.

With a tempting figure, she must have not woken up.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't want to admit that she almost saw An Zhengye commit a nympho again.

At this time, An Zhengye had already brought the glass over, Mo Xiaoyu took it, and took a few sips pretending to be cold.

When he went back, he met An Zhengye's focused and deep eyes.

Those deep eyes stared at her quietly.

Mo Xiaoyu felt a little uncomfortable.

When she woke up in the middle of the night, her hair must be messy, and she didn't know if there were marks on her face from sleep. If she knew it, she would have gone to the bathroom to tidy it up.

Stop, now is not the time to think about this.

Mo Xiaoyu raised his chin: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at my wife."

An Zhengye's voice was deep and soft.

For some reason, Mo Xiaoyu felt a strange heartbeat in his chest.

"It's annoying, I'm going to sleep." Mo Xiaoyu simply turned his eyes away and lay back on the bed.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" An Zhengye turned off the lights and asked in a low voice.

Mo Xiaoyu wanted to refuse at first, but he was startled just now, the room turned dark again, Mo Xiaoyu was suddenly a little scared.

"Then sit down and wait until I fall asleep before you leave."

"Okay." An Zhengye agreed.

Just as Mo Xiaoyu was about to arrange a place for him to sit, she felt that the bed beside her had caved in a bit, and An Zhengye sat beside her.

Feeling his warm body temperature in a place beside his side, Mo Xiaoyu felt inexplicably relieved.

I wanted to drive him to sit on the sofa, but I swallowed the words.

"Go to sleep."

Mo Xiaoyu gave a soft "um", and the room fell silent, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

After an unknown amount of time, when Mo Xiaoyu's consciousness was a little hazy, An Zhengye slowly leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Honey, it's getting cold beside the bed, can I lie on the bed for a while?"

"I'll leave when you fall asleep."

Mo Xiaoyu faintly felt that she shouldn't agree, but she didn't know whether she was too sleepy or was coaxed by An Zhengye's gentle voice, so she agreed in a daze.

"Thank you, wife." An Zhengye kissed her on the forehead.

There was a rustling sound, and Mo Xiaoyu felt as if the bed beside him had sunk.

A slightly cold body approached, and Mo Xiaoyu was so cold that his dizzy head suddenly woke up a little bit.

"You..." Just as she was about to push An Zhengye away, she heard him whisper, "Sorry, I'm too cold."

An Zhengye's body was indeed a little cold, Mo Xiaoyu swallowed his reprimand immediately, and said pretendingly indifferently: "Go and lie down next to you when you're warm."

"Okay." An Zhengye agreed quickly.

Immediately afterwards, he leaned over, Mo Xiaoyu just thought he was looking for warmth and ignored him.

When she closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep, she felt An Zhengye from behind rubbing her way, and a hand gently burrowed under her waist.

Just as Mo Xiaoyu wanted to say presumptuousness, he felt that An Zhengye's hand stopped neatly, and it was obvious that he fell in love with the warm place under her waist.

Mo Xiaoyu curled his lips, why didn't he realize that this guy is so afraid of the cold.

Forget it, let him go.

When he warmed up, he went down naturally.

An extra hand suddenly appeared under his waist, and Mo Xiaoyu felt a little uncomfortable, so he simply leaned against An Zhengye's body, freeing his hand, and then clasped two small hands to warm him up.

An Zhengye froze for a moment, and quietly put his other arm around her waist.

Just as Mo Xiaoyu was about to speak out, he felt him put his hand in her palm and said in a low voice, "My wife, my hand is also cold."

"Trouble." Mo Xiaoyu said disgusted, but still wrapped his big hand and rubbed it up and down a few times.

But she was a little sleepy, and her movements were lazy.

"Just hold it warm." Her voice was also lazy.

"En." An Zhengye responded, and smiled softly behind her.

His wife is really cute.

At some point, Mo Xiaoyu was embraced by An Zhengye.

He always used excuses to say that he was cold. Mo Xiaoyu was sleepy in the first place, so he didn't think much about it, so he let him post it.

By the time she fell asleep, An Zhengye's whole body was already warm.

But the hand holding Mo Xiaoyu was not loose at all.

When Mo Xiaoyu woke up again, he was woken up by the heat
There was a thin layer of sweat on her body, her back was hot, an arm was draped around her waist, and a long leg was wrapped around her legs.

No wonder she was entangled in a rope in her dreams, and she couldn't break free no matter what.

After a long time of trouble, the rope was An Zhengye.

"Annoying." Mo Xiaoyu muttered dissatisfied.

Feeling that An Zhengye behind her was sleeping soundly, she didn't bother to chase people away.

Firstly, she was tired, and secondly, she was reluctant to torment An Zhengye.

He was about to move An Zhengye's arm away, so that he could relax a little bit.

Unexpectedly, just as soon as she moved, An Zhengye woke up.

The voice was still a little hoarse: "Honey, what's wrong with you? Are you scared again?"

While talking, he reached out and rubbed her head: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The action is completely subconscious, as if it has been done thousands of times.

Mo Xiaoyu's heart softened, and he said softly: "I'm not afraid, I'm just a little hot"

"Hot?" An Zhengye frowned, and slowly opened his eyes.