Master is a white moonlight

Ever since Leng Yijiao kissed Mo Yu while he was drunk that night, Mo Yu's attitude towards her has become ambiguous.

It made Leng Yijiao dare not stay alone with Mo Yu, because as long as he was alone with Mo Yu, this person would deliberately get close to him.

Leng Yijiao reminded himself all the time, don't forget the purpose of coming here, and don't be fascinated by the beauty in front of you.

For this reason, Leng Yizhen always finds various reasons to deliberately hide from Mo Yu.

But what makes Leng Yizhen difficult is that Ruruo avoids Mo Yu too much.So where do you go to complete the task?

Talk about how to make Mo Yu willingly hand over the "Plum Blossom Nail" to herself.

Every day, Leng Yizhen would go to the West Hospital on time in the morning and evening, and take Chang Fei's pulse in the morning and evening, and record his condition.

Judging from the pulse condition, Changfei's body has begun to show signs of toxin invasion.Although it is very obvious, it can still be seen from the pulse condition.

Calculating the timing, a week later, YOFC really began to rely on white noodles.

Early in the morning, while Leng Yizhen was still asleep, he heard a few knocks on the door.

"Doctor Leng, Doctor Leng." The maid stood at the door, holding a basin of clear water in her hand, and called softly, "Are you awake?"

The maid had been knocking on the door for a long time, but it was a helpless move. Today was the first time that Changfei shared the stage with Boss Mo.

Boss Mo gave special instructions last night to wake up Dr. Leng early and let her go to Tianyin Pavilion to watch a play together.

Leng Yijiao turned over again, completely lost sleepiness by the knock on the door.

"Well, I'm awake." Leng Yizhen sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, still closed his eyes, and said lazily.

The maid pushed open the door, and while serving Leng Yizhen to wash up, she explained to Leng Yizhen why she called the door so early today.

"What? Chang Fei can also sing?" Leng Yizhen spit out mouthwash into the spittoon, looked up at the maidservant, and asked doubtfully, "Why haven't I seen him perform in Tianyin Pavilion before."

"This is Young Master Changfei's first time on the stage. Of course, Dr. Leng has never seen him before." The maid held a dry towel in her hand and handed it to Leng Yijiao with both hands.

"Oh." Leng Yizhen took the dry towel and wiped the water from the corner of his mouth, "Then which play are they singing today? Which role will Changfei sing?"

"Singing "The Romance of the West Chamber"!" The maid excitedly said, "Doctor Leng has a lucky ear today, and this "The Romance of the West Chamber" is Boss Mo's famous work!"

"Do you want to go?" Leng Yijiao looked at the maid and asked with a smile.

Seeing the maidservant so excited, Leng Yizhen wanted to go too.

"I...can I go?" The maid was so surprised that she was almost speechless, and pointed at herself.

"Of course, if you want to go." Leng Yizhen still smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at the maid and said, "Just come with me."

"Thank you! Thank you, Doctor Leng!" The maidservant's eyes were filled with tears, and she bowed to Leng Yizhuo while thanking her again and again.

Today's Tianyin Pavilion is extremely lively, the entire inner hall is full of seats, and the boxes on the second floor are also fully booked.

The poster was released two days ago, and fans are all looking forward to today's "Romance of the West Chamber".

"The Romance of the West Chamber" is Mo Yu's famous work, so as soon as the poster was released, the tickets were sold out.

The boys in Tianyin Pavilion were completely overwhelmed, and even Boss Wu went to the battle in person, serving tea and water for the guests.

Shuttle back and forth between the auditorium, sweating profusely.As soon as he turned around, he cursed in a low voice.

"Boss Wu! The Prime Minister and the head of the customs are here!" The boy who greeted the guests at the door scrambled to the front of Boss Wu, panting, "Already at the door!"

"Have you burned the incense in the chief's box? Where's the tea and snacks? Are you ready?" Boss Wu pulled the servant aside and asked repeatedly, "Is there enough hot water for making tea in the inner hall?"

"Boss Wu, don't worry, everything in the box has been prepared early." The servant answered one by one, "The fire in the kitchen has been sitting, and there is enough hot water."

"The water for making tea in the private room must be from the spring water from the Snow Mountain, but don't get it confused, remember?!" Boss Wu sternly instructed the servant.

"I remember, I remember." The boy nodded repeatedly.

"Don't make any mistakes, otherwise, everyone will have nothing to eat." Boss Wu knocked the boy on the head, and said again, "Do you understand?"

"Understood, little one understands." The boy rubbed his head and answered again and again.

Tianyin Pavilion, backstage dressing room.

Mo Yu was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, holding a brush in his hand, and was painting his own eye makeup.

The costumes have been changed, and the headgear is done.Ninety percent of the eye makeup is done, and only the eyeliner on the corner of the eye is left unfinished.

Just about to finish the rest of the eye makeup, Chang Fei came to the dressing room.

"Boss Mo, let me put on your makeup." Chang Fei was still wearing a long gown, his costume hadn't been changed, and the makeup on his face hadn't been done.

"No, I'll do it myself." Mo Yu said, "Although the dressing room next door is small, but fortunately it's also an independent dressing room, so it's convenient for you to use."

"Thank you Boss Mo, your kindness to YOFC will always be remembered in YOFC's heart."

"Have you memorized your play?"

"Boss Mo, don't worry, YOFC has already memorized it by heart."

"It's inevitable that I'm nervous when I'm on stage for the first time. Even if there are one or two lines that I sing unsatisfactorily, it's normal. Don't take it too seriously, and don't panic about it, which will affect the performance of the next lyrics."

"Boss Xie Mo reminded me, Changfei took note of it."

"Well, it's getting late, you go back to the dressing room next door and get ready."

"Okay, Boss Mo."

After Chang Fei left, Mo Yu just sat back in front of the makeup mirror when he heard footsteps coming from the door.

"Boss Mo, Doctor Leng is here." The maid brought Leng Yijiao to the door of the dressing room, and said to Mo Yu's back.

When Mo Yu heard this, he quickly turned around, his eyes fell directly on Leng Yijiao, and a joyful smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Doctor Leng, you are here." Mo Yu stood up, stepped forward a few steps, and grabbed Leng Yizhen's hand, "Come and put on my makeup."

Leng Yixuan withdrew his hand reflexively, but was unexpectedly held tightly by Mo Yu.

"Boss Mo, I don't know how to put on makeup." Leng Yijiao said with a slight frown, looking at Mo Yu.

In the past few days, Leng Yizhen deliberately avoided Mo Yu.Presumably, Mo Yu had noticed it too, and would come to Leng Yijiao again and again before.But after hitting the wall a few times, Mo Yu didn't come so often.

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Mo Yu glanced at the maidservant out of the corner of her eye as she spoke, and walked towards the vanity mirror holding Leng Yijiao's hand.

The maid immediately understood, turned around and left the dressing room, and tactfully covered the door.

"Doctor Leng, here's your brush." ​​Mo Yu picked up the ink-soaked brush and handed it to Leng Yixuan, "Please also draw on the eye on the right, and remember to give the tear mole at the end of the eye to you." Cover."

"Okay, let me try." Leng Yizheng took the brush from Mo Yu's hand, and said modestly, "The drawing is not good, please forgive me, Boss Mo."

"I trust Dr. Leng." Mo Yu smiled and looked at Leng Yizhen tenderly.

"Boss Mo, you and my master are really destined, even the position of this tear mole is the same." Leng Yizheng's gaze fell on the tear mole at the end of Mo Yu's left eye, feeling a little agitated, trying to keep writing His hands don't shake.

"It seems that Master and I really have a very good fate." Mo Yu said unhurriedly, "I have time, I will definitely visit Master."

"I don't know what I did wrong." Mo Yu looked at Leng Yizhen, and suddenly asked, "Why is Doctor Leng always avoiding me recently?"

"Boss Mo thinks too much, I'm just too busy." Leng Yizhen immediately made up an excuse.

"I think I thought too much." Mo Yu said calmly, and then stopped talking.

Due to being too close, Mo Yu obviously felt that Leng Yizhen's breathing was a little short.

Although Leng Yizhen doesn't know how to make up, he is good at drawing, so copying is naturally not too bad.

"Okay." Leng Yizhen leaned forward slightly, and looked carefully at Mo Yu's left eye, "Boss Mo, take a look, are you satisfied?"

A sly smile suddenly appeared from the corner of Mo Yu's mouth, and she leaned closer, her soft lips pressed against Leng Yizhen's lips accurately.

"Hmm..." Leng Yijiao opened her almond eyes wide in astonishment, the dark pupils seemed to be filled with stars all over the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it was as if the entire starry sky lit up.

With a "click", the brush in Leng Yizhen's hand fell to the ground.

Leng Yizhen stared blankly at Mo Yu's face, which was close at hand, and froze on the chair, motionless.

The kiss was very passionate, Mo Yu gnawed Leng Yipin's lips fiercely, almost biting Leng Yipin's lips.

Compared with the first kiss between the two of them, Leng Yijiao has obviously learned to breathe, as if he had learned without a teacher.

Leng Yizhen clearly felt her beating heart, and slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly from time to time.

After the kiss was over, there was a hint of lust in each other's eyes.

"Boss Mo, why... why did you kiss me?" Leng Yizhen blushed, wiped the corners of her mouth, stared at Mo Yu with a pair of almond eyes, and questioned.

"Doctor Leng, if I say I like you, is this reason satisfactory?"

"........."

"Leng Yijiao, I like you." Mo Yu said, stepped forward, lowered her head again and kissed Leng Yijiao's lips.

Mo Yu's hands embraced Leng Yizhen's slender waist, and with a force, she pulled Leng Yizhen into her arms.

"Hmm... Let go..." Leng Yizhen pushed Mo Yu hard, trying to break free from Mo Yu's arms.

His cheeks were blushing, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his chest heaved violently.

Mo Yu was unmoved, still hugged Leng Yijiao tightly, and did not forget to deepen the kiss between her lips and teeth.

Leng Yizhen was kissed so weakly that she collapsed into Mo Yu's arms.