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At 09:30 in the morning of summer, the sun already has the scale and momentum to rule the world.

But even so, there is still nothing to do with the people hiding behind the heavy curtains.

On the white bed, a slender woman was sunk in it, her eyes were peaceful, she was sleeping soundly on her side.

She was wearing a light blue cotton pajamas, which were printed with cute white bears. The slender legs that were not covered by shorts and thinly covered showed a kind of lustrous white in the dim room.

Tang Xiaoyang, who pushed the door open, saw such a scene that challenged her a bit.

Fortunately, she got used to it. If she couldn't get used to it, Mu Xue would probably never be able to get out of bed.

The woman in the same style of pajamas sat gently at the end of the bed with a smile on her lips, and stretched out her hand to stroke that smooth and tight calf.

The hands that had just cleaned up the dishes were a little cool, and they tickled the woman on the bed like tickling.

Soon, the woman frowned slightly, her warm calf trembled, and she retracted into the quilt to escape someone's malicious harassment.

Tang Xiaoyang looked at Mu Xue's aggrieved face, and his smile deepened.

He got up and walked to the bed, and scratched the woman's palm on the side of the pillow.

The palm was tender and warm, and it felt excellent to the touch. Tang Xiaoyang unconsciously changed from scratching to kneading, just like pinching a kitten's pad, and he couldn't stop at the beginning.

The person who got off the bed could no longer sleep peacefully, and finally let out a vague murmur, "Xiao Yang, don't make trouble..."

Eyes are still closed, unwilling to wake up.

Tang Xiaoyang rolled onto the bed, kissed and pinched her cheeks, and said with a smile, "Oh, let me see if this is Xuexue or a pig? Are you still lying in bed when the sun is drying your ass?"

The woman kneaded by her groaned in dissatisfaction, opened those twinkling light gray eyes, and looked at Tang Xiaoyang in a daze.

Tang Xiaoyang raised his hands in surrender, "Didn't you tell me to call you before ten o'clock last night?"

The woman rolled her eyes, probably remembering that it was true, she put her head in Tang Xiaoyang's arms, rubbed it twice, and responded in a low voice, "Well, I'll get up now..."

Tang Xiaoyang rubbed her hair lovingly, "If you're really sleepy, go to sleep, there's nothing else to do anyway."

"No..." Mu Xue refused vaguely but resolutely.

When the two got married, Mu Xia gave a large flat in the city center as a wedding room. The house was very close to Mu's Media, saying it was convenient for Mu Xue to commute to get off work.

But Mu Xia only knew that since her sister returned to the country, she probably didn't want to be idle, but she didn't know that someone could force her to rest.

After marriage, Tang Xiaoyang didn't return to work immediately, so he called it a honeymoon.

This honeymoon was once half a year.

From Mu Xue's point of view, she has lived a more depraved life than when she was with Tang Xiaoyang.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the color makes the mind faint and the fullness warms the mind.

At that time, at any rate, both of them still had jobs, unlike now where one is retired and the other is on strike.

Exercise well at night and eat well during the day. After half a year, Mu Xue's schedule has really become like a retiree, going to bed early and waking up late.

Anyway, no matter how late you get up, there are ready hugs and hot meals.

Anyway, no matter how late you go to bed, the sheep who delays his sleep will arrange everything for himself.

Fortunately, Mr. Mu, who has been self-disciplined for most of his life, only indulged for a short time, and urged Tang Xiaoyang to take on a scene, and tried to resume his routine.

Mu Xue's head was itching against the crook of her arm, Tang Xiaoyang smiled a little deeper, and reached out to pick her up from the bed, "Then shall we go wash?"

Speaking of the biggest gain in the past six months, it is probably that Mu Xue gained a little weight again.

Although he managed to earn the weak line, Tang Xiaoyang was already very satisfied.

Mu Xue buried herself on the side of her neck and took two deep breaths, as if to cheer herself up, she struggled out of Tang Xiaoyang's arms.

"I will do it myself……"

Tang Xiaoyang complied with her intentions, and after a while, the two who had packed up sat opposite each other at the dining table, chatting while eating breakfast.

Tang Xiaoyang watched the news on the TV with the remote control in one hand, shook his head and criticized, "Nowadays, these young people don't do very well in filming, and there are quite a lot of tricks."

What she was talking about was a floret that came out recently, and she took a photo of

The two movies won two awards, and all kinds of press releases were flying all over the sky. Tang Xiaoyang was the hardest hit area, and Mu Xue temporarily escaped the catastrophe because of the big gap.

Mu Xue, who was sipping rice milk, said with a smile, "How old are you older than her?"

Tang Xiaoyang, who was choked for no reason, gave her an aggrieved look, and handed over the peeled egg, "One year old is too old."

Mu Xue smiled, "Yes, I really envy you young people."

Tang Xiaoyang flattened his mouth, "Little friend Mu, I advise you not to push yourself too far."

The person opposite her was wearing a cute bear pajamas, with a ruddy complexion, delicate and smooth skin, and a brisk smile on his face. He didn't look like a middle-aged person.

Not many people doubt that she is younger than Tang Xiaoyang, who is unconsciously stern.

In fact, in Tang Xiaoyang's view, the current Mu Xue is closer to the 30-year-old state than the 20-year-old Mu Xue. Of course, there are reasons for recovering from a serious illness and being taken good care of, but the more important thing is the change of spirit.

Although Mu Xue is not as sharp-edged as she was when she was young, she is not as alienated and depressed as before, and she is full of vigor.

This is a new test for Tang Xiaoyang's self-control.

For example, now, Mu Xue blinked, innocent and seductive, "Otherwise?"

Otherwise, I think you want to eat this meal in bed.

Tang Xiaoyang tried his best to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth, with a straight face, "Eat..."

She knew that Mu Xue was teasing her on purpose, so she naturally knew how to break the trick. If she pushed Mu Xue on the dining table, women would 100% beg for mercy.

But she was reluctant, and Mu Xue knew it.

She, Mu Xue, knows everything.

So Tang Xiaoyang could only endure it.

After dinner, Mu Xue sat on the carpet in the living room and played puzzles. This was a new hobby she found recently. Her excellent memory and observation skills made her invincible in the battle with Tang Xiaoyang.

Fortunately, Tang Xiaoyang didn't care about winning or losing, she just stayed with Mu Xue.

Of course, this does not prevent her from acting like a baby to get cheap when she fails.

When Tang Xiaoyang had just completed half of the jigsaw puzzle, Mu Xue had already closed the last missing piece and looked at her leisurely.

Tang Xiaoyang casually threw away the small jigsaw puzzle in his hand as usual, lying on the table, looking at Mu Xue pitifully, "Teacher Mu is a bully."

Mu Xue looked at her bright black eyes, sighed, silently pushed her puzzle aside, crossed the table and kissed her forehead, "Is that all right?"

Tang Xiaoyang shook his head angrily, pointed to his cheek, "Two more..."

In the living room shrouded in warm sunlight, a woman as delicate as a porcelain doll shed her cold and hard outer shell, lying there softly like a child who hasn't grown up, begging for a kiss from her older lover.

The sunlight hit the snow-white carpet and the low wooden table, coating the woman's face with a beautiful golden light.

Being so close, Mu Xue could see the fine hairs on her face.

So lovely, so pretty, so young, so faithful, her lover.

Mu Xue's beautiful eyes were filled with unresolved love, she walked around the table, and in Tang Xiaoyang's triumphant eyes, she took her lips.

Tang Xiaoyang narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, put his hands on the woman's delicate waist, and fell into another tender scene.

Mu Xue knew everything.

But Mu Xue loves her.

After a sumptuous lunch, the afternoon is Tang Xiaoyang's time. Compared with Mu Xue, a real retiree, Tang Yinghou, who is at the peak of her acting career, is still very self-aware. Although she is at home, she will still spend some time Hone your acting skills.

And now she has the best audience and opposite actors.

Perhaps the most loyal fan.

Tang Xiaoyang recalled the scene when he played against Mu Xue for the first time.

"Just now, you missed a line." Mu Xue said seriously.

Tang Xiaoyang was stunned for a moment, and then he said with some surprise and some touch, "Did you watch my movie when you were in country S?"

Mu Xue lowered her eyebrows, then nodded.

"More than once?"

nod……

Tang Xiaoyang threw himself into Mu Xue's arms like a brat who was rarely praised by others.

Then he raised his head, his eyes sparkling, "What are you thinking when you look at it?"

Mu Xue looked aside subconsciously, which was a sign she didn't want to answer.

Mu Xue is not good at lying.But at the same time, few people can force her to answer things she doesn't want to answer.

But it's a pity that Tang Xiaoyang is one of those few people.

She pinched the woman's chin to force her to turn her head, her voice was soft as if to seduce, "Sister Mu, tell me, okay?"

Mu Xue could neither stand her expression nor her voice, so she could only retreat and surrender obediently.

And once a decision is made, Mu Xue will no longer avoid or be shy.

The woman's originally erratic eyes met Tang Xiaoyang's expectant eyes, her voice was low and affectionate, "I miss you for acting so well, I miss you for being so beautiful, and I miss you too."

Tang Xiaoyang raised his head and looked at Mu Xue's face. The woman was sitting with the backlight. The less glaring sunlight passed by her thin body, and the woman in the shadow had a beautiful face that no one dared to desecrate.

But her expression was so gentle and sweet, as if she had completely entrusted herself to the person in front of her.

It is only natural that he can own her, even possess her.

So beautiful, so gentle, so forbearing, so distressing, her lover.

Tang Xiaoyang did not know how to shed tears, but Mu Xue wrapped her up gently.

Tang Xiaoyang was usually at his happiest and wanton at night, but today he had to be forced by Mu Xue to withdraw money in advance.

She rubbed against the woman like an underfed feline, trying to make her want herself again.

But Mu Xue was firm, "You're going to the set tomorrow, go to bed early today."

Tang Xiaoyang sighed, "Why does this kind of conversation always feel familiar?"

Mu Xue was amused by her pitiful appearance, patted her on the head, and said comfortingly, "Good boy..."

Soothed, Tang Xiaoyang hugged the woman into his arms and muttered like a little bear holding a honey pot, "Good night, baby..."

And Mu Xue replied with a gentle rub, with a soft voice, "Good night, Xiao Yang."

On Tang Xiaoyang's first day at work, it took all his efforts to get his lover who was pestering him and throwing a temper tantrum into the car.

But when Mu Xue really returned to the spacious room where only her was left, she rarely felt a little bit lonely.

On the shoe cabinet at the entrance was a sticky note left by Tang Xiaoyang—"I examine myself three times a day, are you full? Are you dressed warmly? Have you slept well?"

Mu Xue smiled unconsciously, then quickly suppressed her smile and entered the room.

Although the room was too spacious, Mu Xue didn't feel it at all when Tang Xiaoyang was around.

Now she felt that this bright and open room was a bit too deserted.

If it was normal, Tang Xiaoyang would already be sitting on the sofa waiting for her to do the puzzle.

Mu Xue sighed, unwilling to sink into the longing for the lover who traveled far away.

Tang Xiaoyang's work is definitely going to continue, and she also has to find something for herself to do.

The woman in a simple suit stretched her waist, letting the greedy sunlight outside the window caress her waist.

"Thank you so much! Mr. Mu..." The person in charge of the film and television project department of Mu's Media held Mu Xue's hand with starry eyes and kept shaking it.

After Mu Xue retired, she was in a hurry, and the KPI of the project department fell terribly for a period of time, which made the person in charge have a deep understanding of Mu Xue's position.

What movie queen, producer, is obviously a cash cow, or the kind that is particularly dedicated and responsible. The movies she handles are of high quality and quantity, and the money is guaranteed.

Mu Xue picked a pleasing film from the latest project and went to participate in the planning, but under the double pressure of Tang Xiaoyang and Mu Xia, she no longer did it herself, but was only responsible for some decisive things. It's leisurely.

Tang Xiaoyang was not so lucky. Her film is positioned as a commercial action film. The general atmosphere is that the wire keeps hanging, the bombs keep going off, and there are a group of good-looking teammates who often make mistakes in acting.

It made Tang Xiaoyang act coquettishly with Mu Xue every day.

It's not like she hasn't encountered more weird ones before. After all, her company is not like Mu's that only engages in big productions, and it is inevitable to fall into the trap occasionally.

Tang Xiaoyang had never complained of suffering before, and she didn't feel it either.

But now, as soon as she sees Mu Xue's gentle and concerned eyes, and hears the woman's deep and gentle voice, she feels pain all over her body and needs her to kiss her to get better.

It's a pity that there is no kiss between each other today.

"You still say I'm young..." She muttered, and walked to the hotel while calling Mu Xue, "It's only been hanging for a long time, and Wei Wei is like this. I used to hang for a day and it's fine."

There was distress in Mu Xue's tone, "Remember to apply the medicine when you go back, communicate with the director, and shoot other scenes first."

"I know, don't worry too much." Tang Xiaoyang acted like a baby, but Mu Xue really felt sorry for her, and she was afraid that women would worry too much.

How old are you, how can you let your wife worry about it all the time.

While Mu Xue was dealing with the matter at hand, she wanted to continue to explain a few words, but she heard Tang Xiaoyang screaming from the earphone.

"Xiaoyang, sister, look this way!"

"Xiaoyang Xiaoyang, I love you like a mouse loves rice." "Sister marry me!"

Tang Xiaoyang over there clicked his tongue in displeasure, and said in a low voice, "There are fans, let's talk about it when we go back."

The connected phone was hung up hastily, and Mu Xue's nimbly tapping fingers on the keyboard stopped suddenly.

A trace of unhappiness climbed up the woman's brow along the wispy electric waves.

The author has something to say: Sister Mu: Who will you marry?

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