Married and fell in love with Bai Yueguang, the protagonist

The production team followed Mo Junyi's request, and after sending out that concise notice, there was no more text.

However, the brevity of the notice gave most people room to imagine.

On the Internet that day, the entry of "Day and Night Chasing the Soul" on Weibo reached an unprecedented level. Mo Junyi glanced at it if he had nothing to do. After reading it, he said to Su Xingtong: "Your fan's writing is very good."

Su Xingtong sat next to him holding a professional book and gnawed hard. Hearing this, he frowned and said, "Everyone is a great writer, it's a pity not to publish a book."

Mo Junyi raised his head from the phone, and seeing that he was concentrating on reading the book, Mo Junyi couldn't help but said, "There's no need to read the book carefully, a general look is enough for you."

This book was found by Mo Junyi for Su Xingtong from his own bookshelf, it was considered as a study tool for him when he first started working.

"You think highly of me." Su Xingtong sighed, "Do you believe me when I say that I struggle to understand the catalog?"

Mo Junyi raised his eyebrows, and sat a little closer to him: "I remember that I wrote notes, is there anything I don't understand?"

Su Xingtong turned to the third page, pointed to a line of small characters and said, "From here on, the rest is basically a bible for me."

Mo Junyi took the thick book that could be used as a dictionary, and took a pen from the table next to him: "This section is about some theoretical knowledge, but there are some principles that you don't need to understand. For example, according to The direction of the bloodstains can be used to infer the injection point of the blood, which requires a certain foundation of mechanics and mathematics, it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand..."

Although Mo Junyi said "it doesn't matter if you don't understand", he still dutifully explained the general principle to Su Xingtong.

What he said was clear and coherent, but Su Xingtong became more and more confused the more he listened.

"Do you understand this?" Mo Junyi pointed to a particularly complicated figure in the book.

Su Xingtong tried his best to keep up with his pace, but things backfired, and the gap between human brains sometimes seemed like a gap.

Su Xingtong shook his head honestly: "Understood, but not fully understood."

He had just taken a shower, was wearing soft pajamas, and had a pair of glasses on his face. Coupled with his tangled and confused expression, he looked quite soft.

Mo Junyi can't be called a particularly patient person in daily life, but at this moment he couldn't help softening up: "Then let's do it again."

When Su Xingtong was young, he was very envious of other people's children, because when they couldn't learn at school, their parents would find them tutors when they got home. At that time, he often couldn't keep up with other people's progress when he was going to school. A private tutor would do just fine.

Now he finally realized this dream, but soon he couldn't take it anymore.

"Did you understand this time?" Mo Junyi asked after speaking again.

Su Xingtong bit her lower lip lightly, with a serious expression on her face.He is born to be strong, but he stumbles in the study of this kind of written knowledge.

Seeing him frowning, Mo Junyi couldn't help but feel a little distressed, so he comforted him: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, let's go on..."

"No." Su Xingtong's eyes seemed to be on fire, "I have to figure it out today."

Seeing his angry appearance, Mo Junyi looked completely different than usual, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but want to turn up, but he was afraid that Su Xingtong would think he was laughing at him, so he could only hold back his smile and said: "Okay, Let's take it easy this time."

After talking about it three times, Su Xingtong finally understood the principle of this thing, but just a few seconds after he was happy, his mood became visibly depressed: "...Am I stupid?"

Mo Junyi knew what Su Xingtong's cold and arrogant appearance was pretending to be. His childhood experience made him feel inferior, but he was very strong. Even if he suffered countless grievances on weekdays, he would not say it out, let alone this inferiority complex.

"If you're stupid, then the rest of the entertainment industry probably won't have to live." Mo Junyi's consolation was simple and rude, "And your fans like you so much, but you are so self-deprecating, what do you want them to do?"

However, it might be because he stayed with Mo Junyi for a long time, Su Xingtong was actually immune to his consolation this time.

Su Xingtong leaned back on the sofa, looked sideways at Mo Junyi and said, "Don't lie to me, tell the truth."

Mo Junyi has recently discovered that Su Xingtong's tone of voice when speaking to him sometimes undergoes some subtle changes, such as at the moment.

The usual Su Xingtong doesn't talk much, but he never slows down his speech. He basically says what he has to say, with an attitude of not being able to refuse in his indifference.

But not now.

He may not have noticed that when he spoke to Mo Junyi, he would unconsciously slow down, and there were some inconspicuous nasal sounds mixed in at the end, which sounded clingy.

Su Xingtong himself didn't know, but Mo Junyi figured out what he meant—this was acting like a baby again.

"What I just said is the truth," Mo Junyi turned to look at him, "What else do you want to hear?"

"Then tell some lies." Su Xingtong raised her eyes to look at him, the end of her eyes looked bright under the light.

Seeing him chasing after him so hard, Mo Junyi wanted to laugh, and raised his hand to pull him to his side: "Does Teacher Su want others to say that he is a fool so much?"

After Su Xingtong was stunned for a moment, he slapped Mo Junyi's hand away and said angrily, "You are the idiot!"

Originally, the word "stupid" was used to swear like some uncivilized words, but with the gradual enrichment of swear words, the lethality of "stupid" gradually decreased. Now, this word has basically become A nickname.

However, Mo Junyi deliberately pretended not to know: "Didn't you ask me to tell you?"

Su Xingtong's feeling of inferiority and self-sigh dissipated in an instant. He glared at Mo Junyi with a blushing face, lowered his head and couldn't help but muttered: "Stupid is stupid, don't yell, this word doesn't sound good."

"Oh." Mo Junyi seemed to understand, "It really doesn't sound good, so what do you think of the little idiot?"

Su Xingtong blushed, and couldn't help but wanted to hide aside: "Does your subordinate know that you talk so much in private?"

With a little force, Mo Junyi hooked his waist and pulled him into his arms: "I probably don't know, but do your fans know that you are so shy in private?"

Su Xingtong was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and immediately replied: "I'm not shy!"

While talking, he pushed Mo Junyi, Mo Junyi was actually fine, but he still deliberately said: "Hiss, my leg."

This move proved to be successful, Su Xingtong was taken aback when he heard it, and immediately forgot the embarrassment just now: "Where did I press you? I'm sorry, sorry, does it hurt?"

"Thigh hurts a bit." Mo Junyi opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Would you like to rub it?"

Su Xingtong didn't think too much when he heard the words, and raised his hand to actually rub it for him.

But when he touched the hard plaster cast on Mo Junyi's leg, he suddenly remembered, how could his own strength hurt him with such a hard plaster cast on his leg?

Su Xingtong immediately sullenly said, "You're playing tricks on me again!"

Seeing that he was punctured, Mo Junyi didn't continue to pretend, he raised his hand and pinched Su Xingtong's angry face: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Don't change the subject." Su Xingtong frowned and looked at him, "Auntie called me a few days ago to ask me not to keep letting you... fish ball soup, there are three left in the refrigerator."

Mo Junyi heard that he was still asking himself not to change the subject just one second ago, but couldn't help but mention the name of the dish the next second, and replied with a smile on his face: "Okay, then drink Fish ball soup. It's time to remove the steel nails in a few days, so bear with it, thank you for taking care of me during this time."

Seeing that he deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, Su Xingtong quickly said, "That's not what I meant... Sigh, you are so annoying."

Mo Junyi couldn't help but pinched his cheek again, Su Xingtong wanted to hide, but he pinched him straight.

"You...!" Su Xingtong patted his hand off, and couldn't help but look up at him.

"I think you should eat more." Mo Junyi looked serious, as if he was saying something serious, "Some are too thin."

Su Xingtong retorted without thinking, "Then you go find a fat one..."

In the middle of speaking, Su Xingtong suddenly realized something was wrong, and quickly stopped talking, but it was too late.

Mo Junyi looked meaningfully at the big star next to him who was blushing again: "Forget it, I'm still happy..."

"I'm hungry." Su Xingtong immediately interrupted with a blushing face, "People are like iron, and food is like steel. Don't say what's available, food is the most important thing."

Mo Junyi looked at him amusedly and made excuses everywhere: "Are you still so good at eating mine?"

Su Xingtong reluctantly said: "Master Mo, please move to the kitchen. If you don't start the fire, I will starve to death."

After saying that, he went to help Mo Junyi, and Mo Junyi stood up: "Ma'am is right."

Su Xingtong almost threw him on the sofa: "I warn you, you have to rely on me to walk now, don't shout every day."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong." Mo Junyi said without sincerity, "Tomorrow my uncle will bring his crutches, Teacher Su seize this last time to show off his prestige."

Su Xingtong snorted lightly: "Send it here and I'll throw it out."

"The big star is so unreasonable in private," Mo Junyi joked, "How much is this news worth selling to the media?"

"It's worth nothing." Su Xingtong helped him into the kitchen, "I'm hungry, hurry up and cook."

Mo Junyi washed his hands and said helplessly: "Don't rush your ancestors, those who don't know think that I treat you badly at home every day."

Serving three meals a day, Su Xingtong still can't deny it: "That's not true...but should I give you some food expenses?"

"No." Mo Junyi immediately replied, "You might as well give me the 500 million first."

Su Xingtong changed his expression on the spot: "That's impossible, you should die."

After wiping his hands, Mo Junyi leaned in front of him: "Then I'll give you a discount, 100 million."

"Not even 100 million." Su Xingtong refused to let go.

Mo Junyi was just teasing him at first, but seeing his resolute attitude, he couldn't help but ask, "Why? The big stars don't even have 100 million?"

Of course, if the money is really given, the marriage between the two will be more like a contractual relationship.

But Su Xingtong naturally couldn't say such words, he replied fiercely: "There are so many reasons, if you don't give it, you don't give it."

Mo Junyi looked at him thoughtfully for a while, until Su Xingtong's back felt chills.

Finally, Mo Junyi nodded: "If you don't give it, you won't give it, but if you don't give it to me, it is also a joint property after marriage. You are not allowed to give it to your parents."

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Who is in charge of the money in the family?