Married and fell in love with Bai Yueguang, the protagonist

Among the nine photos sent by Su Xingtong, four were about barbecues, three were about the scenery around the reservoir, and the remaining two were Mo Junyi fishing, and the other was Mo Junyi hugging As a cat.

Although the last two photos were taken of Mo Junyi, they did not reveal Mo Junyi's face. While protecting privacy, they left a huge room for imagination for netizens.

"Meow—" the raccoon cat let out softly twice after eating, and rubbed itself in Mo Junyi's arms before going to sleep.

Su Xingtong was lying next to him and playing with his mobile phone. Seeing this, he couldn't help poking the fat cat's butt: "Go down, this is my boyfriend, who told you to lie on him?"

Mo Junyi smiled and imitated what he said before: "Do you have a cute kitten?"

Su Xingtong raised his eyebrows, leaned up to him and said, "I don't have it?"

His eyes are big and beautiful, looking at someone so intently that no one can refuse him.

Mo Junyi immediately disarmed and surrendered, took the raccoon cat by the back of the neck and put it aside, then raised his hand and hugged Su Xingtong into his arms: "It's just a fat cat, how can it compare to you?"

Su Xingtong leaned into his arms with a smile: "What's your name, are you looking at the dishes?"

Mo Junyi pinched his waist and kissed him: "I'm single-minded, sticking to one end."

"You should not forget your original intention." Su Xingtong poked his chest, "From eighteen to eighty, I like good-looking people. As long as I am a little ugly, it is estimated that I will pay you 100 million yuan, and you are not willing to marry me. .”

"You call it archery first and then target drawing." Mo Junyi pinched his face helplessly, "First make up a crime for me, then come to a seemingly reasonable conclusion, and finally use this trumped-up charge to attack me. I."

Su Xingtong also laughed when he heard the words: "Stop talking about these things, and answer the questions directly."

"I'd rather you not be so good-looking," Mo Junyi rubbed his cheek and said, "In this way, there won't be so many people robbing me, don't you think so?"

Su Xingtong's face became hot: "No one will grab you now, after all, I have nothing but this face..."

"This is nonsense." Mo Junyi interrupted, "Isn't that person surnamed Qian a human being?"

Su Xingtong was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking about Qian Jiang. After recovering, he immediately said: "That's nothing, why did you mention him again?"

Mo Junyi said innocently: "Then isn't what you said just now true?"

Su Xingtong was speechless, he could only look at him with wide eyes, and after a while he said bitterly: "...Then I was wrong, why not?"

Mo Junyi lightly pressed a kiss on his forehead: "If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing better than being kind."

"I won't talk about this in the future," Su Xingtong poked his chest and said, "You can't be jealous in the future."

"Why do I call it chaos and jealousy." Mo Junyi said with reason and evidence, "This is clearly called planning for a rainy day."

"You're talking too much." Su Xingtong snorted softly, "Anyway, no matter what it is, can we not mention that idiot in the future... Don't mention the one with the surname Qian, it will ruin the interest."

"Okay, whatever you say is up to you." Mo Junyi put his arms around him and said in a low voice, "But don't you have to have an attitude when asking for help?"

Su Xingtong raised his hand to hook his neck, and kissed him lightly on the lips: "Can you?"

Mo Junyi shook his head: "No."

Su Xingtong was furious but had no other choice, so he leaned forward and gave him a firm kiss. After a long while, out of breath, he asked again: "Is the head office going this time?"

Mo Junyi pretended to hesitate and said, "Reluctantly."

Su Xingtong gave him a no-nonsense response: "Don't push yourself too hard."

Mo Junyi smiled and hugged him into his arms: "Weibo has been posted for so long, let's see what your fans have said."

When Su Xingtong remembered that there was still Weibo, he quickly sat up and looked for his mobile phone, only to find that the raccoon cat was playing with his mobile phone.

"Mimi, you can't play with this." Su Xingtong straightened his upper body and pressed on Mo Junyi to grab the phone from Lihuamao.

Mo Junyi lay on his back in the tent, and when he lowered his head, he could see Su Xingtong's waist protruding from the hem of his shirt.

Mo Junyi just watched calmly, and didn't intend to remind the people above him to pay attention.

When Su Xingtong finally "snatched" his mobile phone back from under the cat's claws, and was about to sit up straight, Mo Junyi "inadvertently" raised his hand, which just slipped past Su Xingtong's exposed waistline. Startled, Dang even softened his waist: "...what are you doing?"

Mo Junyi apologized innocently: "Sorry for not paying attention."

Su Xingtong gave him a fierce look, but still slid down and lay down in his arms.

Under Mo Junyi's gaze, Su Xingtong clicked on Weibo, and the situation below that Weibo was as expected:

"I've seen people who show off their father and wealth in the entertainment industry, but this is the first time I've seen my husband show off"

""On the matter that I was addicted to the official supporting role but didn't know who the other protagonist was""

"Teacher Su before falling in love: What is Weibo?"

Teacher Su after falling in love: Weibo is a circle of friends”

"When I was in love, the circle of friends was not so frequent"

Aside from these somewhat normal comments, others were less prosaic:

"??? This pectoral muscle, this arm span, this figure! Woohoo, our Susu is doing well!"

"Ah, Mr. Su, don't you think you can't afford it? Can you take a picture of it!"

"#Su Xingtong can't afford to play#"

“#Su Xingtong can’t do it#”

"Laughing to death, the three become tigers, yes, Teacher Su will come to your door soon"

"Hahahahaha, Teacher Su's fans are so interesting."

"Whether Mr. Su can do it or not doesn't matter, hehe"

Seeing that the topic was heading toward the direction of hopelessness, Su Xingtong replied blushingly: "The one who goes back to this building will be blocked."

It's a pity that his fans know him very well. Instead of stopping the discussion, it intensified:

"He's in a hurry, he's in a hurry, he's in a hurry"

"Becoming angry from embarrassment belongs to yes"

"I have [-] Weibo accounts, so I can block them at will"

"I just took a look at the itinerary. It stands to reason that Mr. Su should stay on the set for the past few months. In this situation, cheating is a right."

"Hahahahahahahaha, Mr. Su logged out of Weibo overnight and ran away with her husband behind her back. Then you all can cry."

Mo Junyi watched it with gusto, but Su Xingtong became angrier the more he watched it, feeling that all his fans were elbowing out. In the end, he followed the principle of "out of sight, out of mind" and directly closed Weibo.

Mo Junyi knowingly asked, "Why didn't you watch it?"

Su Xingtong glanced at him sideways: "I'm sleepy."

"Sleepy." Mo Junyi said so, but he still got up and closed the curtain to block out the sunlight.

The cihuamao let out a small "meow" at the side, and Su Xingtong yawned when he heard that: "Does it want to go out?"

Mo Junyi opened the tent again, but the cat didn't intend to go out, it just jumped over Mo Junyi lightly, and found a place between the two of them to sleep comfortably.

Seeing this, Su Xingtong rubbed his head: "Don't say it, he really looks like your son."

Mo Junyi poked the fat cat's butt, and said in a disgusted tone, "Can my son be so fat?"

Su Xingtong couldn't help laughing: "Why are you doing this?"

The fat cat slept beautifully between the two of them, completely ignoring the eyes of others.

The two of them and the cat took a nap in the tent. After getting up in the afternoon, Su Xingtong sat next to Mo Junyi with a glass of water and continued to watch him fish.

The two chatted one after another, during which Su Xingtong went to the oven when he had nothing to do, processed the ingredients left over at noon, and brought them over to share with Mo Junyi like snacks.

The harvest in the afternoon was not as good as in the morning, but the overall number was not small, but they were all small fish.

The raccoon cat meowed greedily next to it after enough sleep, and Mo Junyi threw some small, inedible fish to it.

After going back and forth, this cat may have formed a habit of jumping forward as soon as it sees Mo Junyi finishing his shot.

But the two were either chatting or eating, and they didn't pay much attention to it at all.

So when Mo Junyi closed his shot for the fifth time, the cat jumped and fell into the lake with a single slip.

Seeing this, Su Xingtong exclaimed: "Mimi!"

He subconsciously took two steps forward, Mo Junyi quickly stopped him: "I'll go down, you stand here and hold the pole."

After saying that, he handed the stick in his hand to Su Xingtong.

Fortunately, it was an empty rod that was caught this time, otherwise the problem of fish would have to be considered.

Su Xingtong looked at the lake where he couldn't see the bottom, and couldn't help but said: "It's too deep, why don't we call someone..."

Before the words finished, Mo Junyi took off his coat and jumped up. Su Xingtong hurriedly took two steps forward with the fishing rod in his arms, and saw the raccoon cat struggling in a nearby place. Mo Junyi quickly and precisely Swimming to its side, he raised his hand to hold it up.

Seeing this, Su Xingtong couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but soon he raised his breath again - the lake walls around the reservoir are all vertical structures, and it's really difficult to go ashore from below without tools.

After Su Xingtong froze for a moment, his hands immediately began to sweat, but at this critical moment, he suddenly remembered the fishing rod in his hand.

He quickly threw the fishing rod out. As soon as Mo Junyi swam to the shore with the cat in his arms, he saw the fishing rod handed over by Su Xingtong. Although his heart was warm, he still grabbed the fishing rod and reminded: "Be careful." , don't be dragged down by me."

Su Xingtong nodded: "Don't worry, hold on tight, I'll pull you up."

After saying that, Su Xingtong saw Mo Junyi grasping the fishing rod tightly, so he grasped the fishing rod with a little force, frowned and backed away.

Mo Junyi held the cat in one hand, and the fishing rod in the other. He had no choice but to rely on Su Xingtong's strength to climb the river bank.

Fortunately, Su Xingtong's physical fitness was not in vain, he gritted his teeth and backed away, and finally, with his unremitting efforts, Mo Junyi was finally pulled up.

He put the cat on the shore first, then supported the shore with both hands, and jumped up with all his strength.

Although the incident was safe and sound, Mo Junyi's clothes were basically wet.The cat turned into a drowned cat, sneezing tremblingly on the shore.

Su Xingtong didn't have time to take care of the cat for the time being, he ran to Mo Junyi's side in a panic: "How is it, did you choke on the water?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand as if to wipe the water off Mo Junyi's face.

Mo Junyi's body was covered in water, afraid of rubbing against Su Xingtong, he turned his face to hide: "No, hurry up and find the owner of this cat, don't freeze to death."

Hearing this, Su Xingtong remembered that there was another cat, and quickly turned around to hug the cat.

Mo Junyi was covered in water, so it was not easy to follow him, so he could only point him in a direction.

Su Xingtong quickly said: "Maybe there is a fire in the boss's place, you might as well go over and roast it."

Mo Junyi glanced at the time and felt the same.

The two walked to the other side of the reservoir with the cat in their arms.

The boss of this place is familiar with Mo Junyi, and he was shocked when he saw the two of them: "Oh, why did you get wet all over!"

Su Xingtong quickly handed the cat to him: "To save this cat."

Although he likes cats, he also knows that he shouldn't be angry, but seeing Mo Junyi covered in water, he can't help feeling a little bit resentful.

Seeing this, the boss quickly took the cat over: "I said why I haven't seen you today. I told you not to run around every day, but I just didn't listen!"

The exhausted cihuamao meowed softly in his arms, then leaned over as if losing strength.

The boss hurriedly carried the cat to the side of the fire.

"I'm really sorry, I'm sorry!" The boss hurriedly said after turning around, "I have some clothes left by my son here, if you don't mind..."

"No need." Mo Junyi quickly rebuffed, "If possible, just lend me the fire."

"No problem, no problem." The boss agreed, followed them to the side of the fire, "My son picked up this cat before he went to school, and the boy remembered that it was a cat, and he got used to it when he was at home. I don’t care about going to school.”

Su Xingtong's mood has also calmed down a little now, and thinking about angering a cat, it really shouldn't be.

So he coughed and said, "Fortunately, this Mimi is a little naughty, but she is also quite cute."

The cat lying next to Mo Junyi seemed to understand, and meowed twice.

At this time, another person came to the boss, and the boss quickly said: "Don't be restrained, you are warm here, there is hot water next to it, you can pour it yourself if you want to drink. I am too embarrassed about what happened today, and the fish I caught are not good. Collect the money, and now I will give you a Yellow River carp."

The two quickly said no, but the boss insisted on this, and went out after saying this.

The two people in the room looked at each other, Su Xingtong suddenly smiled, poked the raccoon cat next to him and said, "I saved a lot of money by borrowing your wind."

Cihuamao let out a soft cry, as if it knew it was wrong.

Seeing the wet clothes sticking to Mo Junyi's body, Su Xingtong couldn't help but feel bad for him: "It's easier to catch a cold if you wear it like this, why don't you take it off and bake?"

Mo Junyi thought for a moment when he heard the words. Spring is not cold at all, and with such a big stove here, the temperature in the house is not much worse than that in a heating room.

In the end, Mo Junyi took Su Xingtong's suggestion, but he just took off his shirt, revealing his vigorous upper body which was wet by water.

Apart from the two of them, there was only one cat left in the room, and there was no one else. Although Su Xingtong was still shy, he still couldn't control himself, his eyes seemed to be glued to Mo Junyi.

As soon as Mo Junyi put his coat on the stove, he felt the hot eyes of the people around him.

He paused and then turned his head, as expected, he saw Su Xingtong staring at him without blinking.

He leaned forward with a slight smile: "Does it look good?"

Su Xingtong suddenly came back to his senses, his face became hot, but he still nodded sincerely, and then pretended to be serious: "You have a good figure, how did you practice?"

Mo Junyi deliberately said: "Kiss me and I'll tell you."

Su Xingtong glanced at him indifferently: "You like to talk or not."

Mo Junyi didn't speak, but just took a breath of cold air, Su Xingtong immediately forgot what happened just now: "Is it cold?"

Mo Junyi nodded solemnly: "A little bit."

"Then what should we do?" Su Xingtong rushed to his side, "Why don't you wear the boss's son's clothes first... What are you doing!"

Mo Junyi raised his hand and hugged him into his arms, pressing the struggling man in his arms: "Don't move, I won't be cold after holding him for a while."

Su Xingtong's face became hot, and he didn't know what he meant by this sentence.Is it because he is warm so he is not cold, or is it because of other reasons.

He coughed and didn't dare to think about it, so he obediently let him hold her.

The clothes dried after the two had quarreled for a while, but even so, it was not easy for them to stay overnight.The two packed up their things and drove home. It's a pity that people's bodies are not made of iron. As soon as the car drove halfway, Su Xingtong noticed that Mo Junyi's expression was a little strange. He quickly raised his hand and touched Mo Junyi's face. Forehead—hot.

The author has something to say:

Serious cold and fever, serious to find a reason for them to post, there is no epidemic!