Master is a white moonlight

Tianyin Pavilion, box on the second floor.

Mo Yu was wearing a royal blue plain satin cheongsam, a suet jade bracelet on his wrist, and a pair of white high heels on his feet.

A head of curly hair is coiled behind the head, much more on the right side, winding and curling down along the bun line on the forehead, and a pearl hairpin is pinned between the hair on the right side of the ear.

It was rare for Mo Yu to paint a delicate light makeup today, and he specially chose a carmine red.

Leng Yizhen was wearing a light blue dress with a bright yellow satin bow tied at the neckline of the dress. The two rows of buttons on the chest and the buttons on the cuffs were made of pearl buttons.Stepping on a pair of white leather shoes.

She has long light brown hair braided into a "centipede braid" behind her head, with a light blue satin headband wrapped around her hair, and a pair of small pearl earrings on her earlobes.

The two sat at a mahogany table, and at a glance, they happened to see the bright red stage of Tianyin Pavilion.

"Xian'er, why do you keep looking at me?" Mo Yu put down the teacup in her hand, and turned to look at Leng Yiyao beside her.

"Mo Yu, what color is your lipstick?" Leng Yizhen rested his chin on one hand and rested his elbow on the table, looking at Mo Yu obsessively.

"Lipstick? Color?" Mo Yu frowned slightly, and looked at Leng Yijiao in confusion, "What is that?"

"Oh, I almost forgot." Leng Yizhen said, straightening up, "Lipstick is what you call lipstick, and this 'color number' refers to the color of lipstick."

"Xian'er, do you think the lip balm I put on today looks good?"

"Yeah, it's really pretty!" Leng Yijiao nodded repeatedly and praised.

No matter what color lipstick this person wears, he looks very good-looking, not at all inferior to those spokespersons of big-name lipsticks, and even a little bit more beautiful.

"I still have a new box, how about I give it to you?" Mo Yu looked at Leng Yizhen with a smile.

"Forget it." Leng Yijiao waved his hands again and again, "I definitely can't control this color."

"I have a lot of other shades at my place." Mo Yu added while talking, "You can choose whatever you want."

"Boss Mo, you're a really fast learner." Leng Yizhen blinked his almond eyes at Mo Yu, and the corner of his mouth rose.

"Dr. Leng's praise." Mo Yu smiled slightly, and cupped her hands elegantly.

While the two were chatting and laughing, the big red curtain on the stage was slowly pulled up.

Changfei stood in the center of the big red stage in a gorgeous costume of Concubine Yang, with complicated pearl hairpins and agates on his head, and stunning and colorful makeup on his face.

From the costumes to the headgear, and then to the entire makeup, there is no doubt that it is well-dressed.

"I never thought that I could sit here today and listen to other people singing." Mo Yu smiled lightly, unable to tell whether it was happiness or worry.

Leng Yizhen wanted to say something to comfort Mo Yu, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know what to say.

"Come on, Mo Yu, eat an orange." Leng Yizhen showed a sweet smile at Mo Yu, peeled an orange, and brought it to Mo Yu.

"Xian'er, I want you to feed me." Mo Yu said calmly, as if she was talking about a very ordinary thing.

"There are others here." Leng Yijiao glared at Mo Yu and reminded him in a low voice.

"Boss Mo, Doctor Leng." The maid at the side suppressed the smile on her lips, leaned over and saluted, "I'm going to step back first."

"En." Mo Yu responded lightly.

The moment the door was closed, Mo Yu grabbed Leng Yizhen's hand holding the orange, and said in a seductive voice, "Yi'er, feed me."

"How old are you?" Leng Yijiao tried to withdraw his hand, "You are holding me like this, how do you want me to feed you?"

With Leng Yijiao's reminder, Mo Yu let go of Leng Yijiao's hand.

"I didn't expect Tangtang Boss Mo to be so childish." Leng Yijiao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, peeled a piece of orange, and fed it to Mo Yu's mouth, "Come on, open your mouth."

Mo Yu opened her mouth obediently, and took a bite of the orange delivered to her mouth.While Leng Yizhen was not paying attention, he lightly licked Leng Yizhen's fingers with the tip of his tongue.

"You..." Leng Yizhen quickly withdrew his hand, and looked at Mo Yu pretending to be angry, "If you do this again, I won't feed you anymore!"

"So what?"

"Stop licking my fingers!"

"Don't you like it very much?" Mo Yu looked at Leng Yixuan with an innocent face, and asked back.

"When was that!" Leng Yizhen deliberately lowered the volume, "We are watching a play now."

Leng Yizhen was ashamed and angry, but seeing the innocent expression on this man's face, he really couldn't get angry, so he had to give up.

"The oranges are so sweet." Mo Yu said to herself, picked up the oranges on the table and continued to peel them.

"Xiao'er, do you want to eat?" Mo Yu held a piece of orange in his hand, and fed it to Leng Yiluo's mouth, and asked softly.

"Okay." Leng Yizhen opened his mouth and took a small bite.

The granules of the orange flesh are very large and the juice is very full.Just one bite, and the juice overflowed in an instant.

"Is it sweet?" Mo Yu tilted his head to look at Leng Yijiao, and asked with a smile.

"Well, it's so sweet!" Leng Yizhen nodded.

For some reason, Leng Yizhen felt strange looking at Mo Yu these two days, although this person never showed any displeasure in front of him.

"Xiao'er, let's watch the show well." Mo Yu patted the back of Leng Yixuan's hand lightly, and said softly.

Mo Yu said as she turned sideways and looked up at the big red stage.

"Oh, good." Leng Yijiao withdrew his thoughts, and then looked up at the big red stage.

Mo Yu quietly looked at the Peking Opera performers on the stage, the corner of her mouth rose, and suddenly she shed tears.

Today is not a person in the play, but a guest.

Mo Yu quickly turned her face to the side, and gently wiped her tears with her fingertips, not wanting to be discovered by Leng Yixuan.

Fortunately, Leng Yizhen had been watching the stage intently, not noticing the change in Mo Yu's expression at all.

After the curtain call of a play, YOFC fulfilled its wish and became an existence like the stars and the moon.Standing among several Peking Opera actors, he was applauded and applauded by everyone.

"Mo Yu, shall we go backstage soon?" Leng Yijiao turned to look at Mo Yu and asked.

"En." Mo Yu nodded his chin slightly, and added, "But we have to wait for the Prime Minister and the others to leave before we go."

"Oh, good." Leng Yizhen replied.

About half an hour later, Mo Yu felt that the Prime Minister and others should have left, so he took Leng Yijiao to the backstage dressing room.

Tianyin Pavilion, backstage dressing room.

Chang Fei was still wearing a gorgeous costume, and the pearl hairpin on his head had been removed.

Sitting in front of the makeup mirror, the maid on the side removes her makeup.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Changfei saw the figure of the person coming from the mirror, and his whole body froze immediately.

"Boss Mo, Doctor Leng." Chang Fei hurriedly got up, bowed to the two of them, "You are here."

"Congratulations, Changfei." Mo Yu stepped forward a few steps, walked in front of Changfei, and said lightly.

"Thank you, Boss Mo." Chang Fei bowed slightly respectfully.

"This is a congratulatory gift from me." Mo Yu said, turned to look at the maidservant at the side, and gestured with her eyes.

The servant girl understood, and opened the red velvet box in her hand in front of Changfei.

A set of golden headgear lay quietly in the box. The whole set of headgear was made of pure gold and combined into the shape of "Phoenix Spreading Wings".

The wings of the phoenix are also made of thin gold plates, and they vibrate slightly with the movement of the wearer.

Phoenix's body is dotted with fine jadeite and agate, and Phoenix's eyes are embellished with two top-quality rubies.

"This..." Chang Fei's pupils dilated involuntarily, and he said in surprise, "Boss Mo, this gift is too expensive, Chang Fei dare not accept it."

"Accept." Mo Yu spat out a few words in an orderly tone.

"Thank you, Boss Mo." Chang Fei took the velvet box from the handmaid's hand with trembling hands.

After delivering the things, Mo Yu left the dressing room without staying for a moment.

The two were sitting in the back seat of the car, and Leng Yizhen finally couldn't help asking, "Mo Yu, is there any misunderstanding between you and Changfei?"

"Why did you suddenly ask like this?" Mo Yu turned her head and looked at Leng Yizhen with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Although you came to praise him and gave him such a valuable thing, I still think you are unhappy."

"You're worrying too much." Mo Yu smiled lightly, took Leng Yiluo's right hand, and interlocked his fingers.

"Oh." Leng Yijiao frowned slightly, and didn't ask any more questions.