[Jian Wang III] Until the world is turned upside down

When the last subtle shutter click fell, it announced the end of the day's work.

Mo Yu stretched out her hand, stroked back her damp hair, squinted her eyes, and then moved her legs, walking towards Mu Xuanying who was waiting outside the background.

He took the water handed over by his manager Mu Xuanying and took a few sips to suppress the heat in his body.

When the door of the studio was pushed open, the cool night air rushed in, and Mo Yu, who was a little sleepy, suddenly woke up a little bit.With one hand on the door, he turned his body to let Mu Xuanying pass.

"Huh—it's really hot inside—" Mu Xuanying carried the huge bag with one hand, and put the water glass into the bag with the other, and the grunt from her mouth was more like a coquettish to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu didn't reply to his words, but stretched out his hand silently, motioning for him to pass the bag over.

Mu Xuanying, who had already spared one hand, rubbed her hair with her hands, showing a silly smile: "It's not heavy, I can handle it by myself."

But the outstretched hand did not take back, not only that, Mo Yu also stopped walking, just looking at him with dark eyes.

Mu Xuanying opened her mouth, but in the end it ended in frustration: "... Brother Xiaoyu, you... are too foul..."

Unusual, Mo Yu, who was called Brother Xiao Yu, hooked the corners of his lips and revealed a smile.

Seemingly dazzled by that rare smile, Mu Xuanying didn't recover until the bag was taken over. "It's really... really foul... really..."

But this time, the sound was so soft that only one person could hear it, and then it immediately disappeared into the night.

When they returned to the house rented by the two, the hour hand was already clearly pointing to the number 1.

Mu Xuanying pushed Mo Yu to rush to take a bath, and she had already consciously taken out the change of clothes from the cabinet.

Mo Yu took the clothes, glanced at Mu Xuanying who was about to tidy up the bags, but said, "Maomao, you go wash first. I'll make supper."

"Eh? Brother Yu, are you hungry?"

Mo Yu nodded, put his clothes on the bedside, smoothed his hair with his hands, and walked steadily towards the kitchen.

There are still some tomatoes in the refrigerator in the kitchen that I went to the supermarket to buy last time. The pasta sent by Xiaoyue from abroad is placed in the second cabinet, and the meat sauce that Mao Mao thinks is delicious is placed on the table.

Taking the apron that was casually hung on the back of the chair before, and casually tied a knot behind it, Mo Yu pressed the switch to turn on the range hood.

The sound suddenly became louder, covering the sound of water flowing in the bathroom next to it.

It seems that there is some reluctance.While staring at the tumbling water, Mo Yu was thinking wildly.

The sound of popping water bubbles, the sound of the range hood, and the sound of water in the bathroom next door, in this quiet late night, suddenly gave Mo Yu an indescribable feeling of home.

Ever since he was sensible, he and Mao Mao knew that they were orphans and had no relatives.Until today, apart from each other, only Xiaoyue can be called a close friend.Of course, his adoptive father Wang Yifeng and Maomao's adoptive father Xie Yuan may be added now.

When he took out the pasta and put it on a plate, he suddenly had the urge to buy a house, but after thinking about the savings of the two of them, he pushed back this idea.

The diced tomatoes were mixed with the pasta, and the meat sauce jar was opened. Mo Yu took out a spoon, scooped out a spoonful of meat sauce, and spread it evenly on the pasta.The juicer on the side was stuffed with extra tomatoes and two-day-old carrots.

When Mu Xuanying came out of the bathroom, there were already two plates of colorful pasta and two glasses of freshly squeezed juice on the small table in the kitchen.But Mu Xuanying's expression suddenly became a little tangled when she saw the two glasses of juice.

"Brother Yu, carrot..."

"Yes." His answer instantly reduced all Mu Xuanying's expectations to the value "0".

In response, Mu Xuanying moved her fingers, picked up the chopsticks with difficulty, poked the diced tomato, and sneaked a glance at the juice, as if doing so would disappear the juice.

Mo Yu looked at Maomao's reaction a little angrily, but did not condone him.What's more, Mao Mao with a puffy face and dark air is also very cute, so cute that he can't help but want to bully him.

"Brother Yu..."

"What?" Mo Yu replied after drinking the juice in his mouth slowly.Some thick fruit juice stained his lips, and Mo Yu unconsciously pursed his lips to lick it away.Under the dim light, this movement seemed to be infinitely magnified, and what Mu Xuanying originally wanted to say was also swallowed, and she froze there.

Ga—the crisp sound of the glass placed on the table brought back Mu Xuanying's thoughts. He turned his head away from looking at the juice as if he had suddenly realized that he was escaping, his nose wrinkled, and he muttered: "Even in the air It smells like carrots."

But his move didn't have any lethal effect on Mo Yu, Mo Yu pushed the untouched another glass of juice to Mu Xuanying, and couldn't even ignore it.

Staring at the juice for several seconds, as if looking at an enemy, Mu Xuanying picked up the glass violently like a strong man, threw his head back, and gulped down.

The juice in the glass was drunk immediately, leaving a thin layer of juicer froth at the bottom of the glass.

Before she had time to feel the taste of carrots, Mu Xuanying picked up a chopstick of spaghetti and put it in her mouth, trying to cover the taste.

Mo Yu didn't stop Mu Xuanying's movements, watching him stuffing pasta mouthfuls, his cheeks were bulging, just like the little hamsters he'd seen before.

No, it's cuter than a little hamster, and it makes him... want to reach out and touch his hair.

But thinking that Mao Mao would probably be angry if he did this, Mo Yu restrained the desire to raise his hand.

"Brother Yu, are you hungry?" Mu Xuanying slurred while chewing the pasta.

Meeting his puzzled gaze, Mo Yu picked up the glass and took another sip, successfully seeing Mao Mao leaning back.

What a lovely reaction, isn't it?

The amount of pasta is not much. Although neither of them had dinner, too much time has passed, and the hunger has long been exhausted during the waiting time.Relying on mineral water to sustain a night of physical exertion has become their habit during this period of time.

What's more, Mo Yu, who is already a model, needs to be more responsible for her figure.

After putting the empty plate in the sink, Mo Yu wiped it on a towel to wipe off the sauce that accidentally got on his hands, and then went into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

Mo Yu took a shower very quickly, and when he opened the door covered in moisture, Mu Xuanying finally washed the empty dishes stuffed in the sink and put them on the shelf to drain.

But when she saw Mo Yu whose hair was still dripping water, Mu Xuanying quickly wiped it on the rag, took the towel hanging from Mo Yu's shoulder, and wiped it for him.While wiping, he complained: "Really, Brother Yu, why don't you always dry your hair? What if you get sick?"

"My body is not that weak." Mo Yu said lightly.

Hearing what he said, Mu Xuanying became anxious: "Not that weak? Then who was the one who had a low-grade fever after soaking in the swimming pool last time? He knew his body... and was so careless..." Although the words in the middle were taken He swallowed it back, but after getting along for a long time, how could Mo Yu not know what he wanted to say?Although he was telling the truth, because of his congenital physical problems, Mo Yu could be said to have been suffering from serious and minor illnesses since he was a child, and he has gotten better in the past two years.So in terms of living habits, Mu Xuanying watched him very closely, for fear that Brother Yu would fall down again if he was not careful.

Knowing that he was wrong, Mo Yu didn't say anything, just sat on the chair and let Mu Xuanying brush his hair which was too long for others.

The night wind that had become a bit cooler brought the unique chill of late night into the room through the screen window. Mo Yu felt that his eyelids were a little heavy, and the movement of Mao Mao on the top of his head gradually slowed down. He stretched out his hand to hold the towel, and turned his head Turning sideways, the other hand held Mu Xuanying's arm. "Okay, it's getting late, go to bed."

Although Mu Xuanying was exhausted, she still ran her fingers through her hair a few times, tested the humidity, and then removed the towel. "Well, it's almost there...so sleepy..." As she spoke, she staggered towards the bathroom.

Seeing that Mu Xuanying was about to bump into the door frame, Mo Yu stretched out his hand and pulled him over. With another twitch, he took the towel, flung it casually, and threw it into the corner of the bathroom.

"Huh?...No way..."

Mo Yu turned slightly, and took Mu Xuanying, who put half of her weight on her body, into the bedroom: "It's okay, I'll clean it up tomorrow."

"It's not tomorrow...it's today..."

"Okay, it's today."

Mo Yu replied while walking towards the bedroom.

The author has something to say: re-edited.

The word is garbled twice, if this chapter is not posted here, it will probably disappear.But it just disappeared after so much hard work.Although I remember the general plot, I am not so impressed that I can remember every word.Three consecutive codes is my limit.I originally wanted to write more content, but now in order to catch up with CP15, I am afraid that some content will be compressed, or the time will be delayed.I haven't decided which way to do it yet, so let's take a step at a time.

Here, some public chapters will be released before the book is released, and the rest of the chapters will be released after they are sold out.How many specific public chapters there are, I can grasp it myself, and I am not sure yet.