After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

Unexpectedly, a bowl of porridge was so famous, Mo Xiaoyu's interest in other dishes was outlined, and he picked up his chopsticks and started to strike at the nearest dinner plate.

As soon as I ate it, I was amazed by the taste of the food. I was pulling the quilt with one hand, and I completely forgot about it when I fell into the embrace of the food.

Mo Xiaoyu gorged himself on a bowl of porridge, and wanted to eat more, but An Zhengye held down his hand.

"Can't eat anymore?"

"Why?" Mo Xiaoyu asked dissatisfied.

"You haven't eaten for three days. Eating too much is bad for your stomach." An Zhengye persuaded softly.

Mo Xiaoyu just wanted to ask him how he knew, but then he thought, it must be Luna who told him.

This Miss Luna is real, is it her manager or An Zhengye's manager?
Why tell him everything?

"But I'm not full." Mo Xiaoyu rubbed his belly, not even a third of what he ate just now.

After speaking, he looked at An Zhengye pitifully.

Watery almond eyes, innocent and pitiful...

"No." An Zhengye almost let go, but said hard-heartedly.

"I'll just eat half a bowl." When the trick failed, Mo Xiaoyu pretended to be pitiful again: "I'm so hungry, eating a bowl for three days without eating is not enough." There was an unconscious coquettishness in his tone.

It was the first time that An Zhengye's heart softened when he heard Mo Xiaoyu speak in such a tone.

"Okay, I can only eat half a bowl." An Zhengye couldn't bear to refuse, so he could only agree.

"Yeah, you're so kind." Mo Xiaoyu happily filled half a bowl of porridge for himself, and began to feast on it.

After An Zhengye finished speaking, he regretted a little, but seeing Mo Xiaoyu's happy face, he was grateful for his decision.

Forget it, he just needs to take more care of her.

So next, Mo Xiaoyu's half bowl of porridge was not very enjoyable. She wanted to eat half a bowl of porridge and eat more food, but An Zhengye took over the job of serving food.

I used serving chopsticks to pick up a few light side dishes for her and put them in a bowl. The portion was just right to go with the porridge.

"There's enough for you to eat."

One sentence blocked her back, and Mo Xiaoyu didn't even have a chance to stretch out his chopsticks.

Seeing that the plan was hopeless, Mo Xiaoyu took a mouthful of porridge angrily.

After eating, she felt a little regretful, the stutter just now was too big, she didn't taste it properly.

Next, Mo Xiaoyu didn't dare to be angry, and cherished every mouthful of porridge and every mouthful of vegetables, perhaps because she chewed slowly. After eating half a bowl of porridge, she was no longer hungry, and she still had a satisfying full stomach feel.

Putting down the bowl and chopsticks and wiping his mouth, Mo Xiaoyu let out a sigh of relief.

An Zhengye was really right, eating these is just right.

At this moment, An Zhengye also put down the bowl and chopsticks, and asked lightly, "Are you full?"

"Yeah." Mo Xiaoyu snorted reluctantly, she didn't want to admit that An Zhengye was right.

An Zhengye didn't care about her petty temper. After getting along with Mo Xiaoyu for a long time, he found that sometimes, this girl was a little awkward and stubborn. This stubbornness was not annoying, on the contrary, she was very cute.

I don't know if it's good to like someone.

An Zhengye saw that Mo Xiaoyu was cute in everything, even the flesh on her face looked cute.

He even wanted to pinch it itchy.

If it wasn't for the fear that the little girl would hide again in embarrassment, he would have done so long ago.

Restraining his own thoughts, An Zhengye wiped his mouth gracefully, and packed up the food box unhurriedly.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaoyu hurried to help.

It's too wrong to let others work after eating other people's food.

"You let me come."

"No, you rest."

"Let me do it." Mo Xiaoyu got up but forgot that he was still wrapped in a quilt, and his feet were caught and almost fell down.

It was An Zhengye who quickly supported her, carried her to a chair and sat down.

"Be careful." An Zhengye said with concern.

"Thank you." Mo Xiaoyu squeezed the corner of the quilt shyly.

An Zhengye couldn't hold back and rubbed the top of her head gently before getting up to tidy up. The temperature on Mo Xiaoyu's face rose again and again, and she dared not look up until the temperature dropped.

But this time, he was afraid that she would be embarrassed again, so Mo Xiaoyu decided to be honest.

She sat obediently on the chair, and was a little tired from sitting, so she put one hand on the table, and rested her chin with the other, watching An Zhengye pack up her things.

It may be the first time for An Zhengye to do this kind of thing, and his movements are a bit rusty.

After clearing the two plates, he quickly got started and put them away in an orderly manner.

The cuffs of the white shirt were rolled up twice, revealing An Zhengye's strong forearm, holding the plate with his slender fingers, and the plate suddenly went up a notch, as if he was holding a medieval cultural relic.

Mo Xiaoyu was a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect that he could clean things up smoothly and gracefully.

You really deserve to be the president, you can do everything decently.

Mo Xiaoyu sighed in his heart, quietly admiring the CEO's work.

Soon the table was clean and tidy. An Zhengye carried the food box to the door, washed his hands in the bathroom, and walked out.

He took out a few tissues from the table, and while wiping his hands, he looked at Mo Xiaoyu, as if he had something to say.

Mo Xiaoyu immediately sat upright, as if he was a student listening to the dean's lecture.

An Zhengye was amused by her appearance: "Don't be nervous."

Does he look that scary?

"Who said I was nervous, I just have a sore back." Mo Xiaoyu straightened his back as if hiding his ears, and thumped his back with his hands.

A hint of amusement and helplessness flashed in An Zhengye's eyes, when his cell phone rang.

"I'll take a call."

"You can take it." She just hoped that there was a super urgent matter to send the old man away.

An Zhengye nodded and picked up the phone: "What's the matter?"

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but An Zhengye's face became a little dignified.

Mo Xiaoyu thought to herself, she won't be guessing right, is there really something super urgent?

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoyu felt a little happy, but when he thought of An Zhengye's leaving, he felt a little lost and reluctant.

Just as she was conflicting, An Zhengye had already hung up the phone.

"Sorry, I have business to do, so I can't stay with you anymore."

"It's okay, business is important, you go and get busy." Mo Xiaoyu said as naturally as possible.

But her eyes betrayed her, An Zhengye saw a trace of reluctance in her eyes.

His heart suddenly became agitated: "I'll be back when I'm done."

"Don't worry about it, I'll just see you once a day." Mo Xiaoyu waved his hand and said in a nonchalant tone.

An Zhengye knew that her stubbornness was coming up again, so he could only follow her and say, "Okay, I'll come over tomorrow."

"No trouble, just make a video call."

Mo Xiaoyu was afraid of seeing him again, so the homework of breaking through the character setting was wasted.

Video calls can also be controlled, as long as you say hello and hang up, it is not as powerful as meeting face-to-face.

An Zhengye didn't speak, but smiled faintly: "I'll go first."

"Go slowly, don't send it off." Mo Xiaoyu wanted to be as ruthless as possible.

When An Zhengye turned to leave, she couldn't help staring at his back.

The moment he closed the door and turned around, Mo Xiaoyu immediately looked away, and even pretended to hum a song.

Hearing the "hiccup" sound of closing the door, she drooped her shoulders in frustration.

"My hard work!" Mo Xiaoyu wailed softly while holding his forehead.

At this time the door was knocked.

Mo Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, thinking that An Zhengye had left and returned, and asked cheerfully, "Who is it?"

"It's me." Luna's voice.

Mo Xiaoyu pursed his lips in frustration, and asked angrily, "What are you doing here?"

Luna originally wanted to talk about Mr. An, but after all, she was in a hotel, and she was afraid that the walls would have ears, so she changed the question.

"An...has he left?"

"Let's go." After Mo Xiaoyu finished speaking, he said angrily: "You can go too, I don't want to see you."

She suddenly remembered that she was still angry with Luna for snitching.

"..."

Luna put down her hand knocking on the door helplessly, thought for a while and said, "Okay, I will leave now, and I will deliver food to the empress in the evening. May I ask what the empress would like to eat? The servant will order it for you."

Mo Xiaoyu burst out laughing, and the anger in his heart disappeared instantly.

Forget it, sister Luna is also doing it for her own good.

Mo Xiaoyu moved over and opened the door: "Come in."

Luna breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Mo Xiaoyu half body wrapped in a quilt, she couldn't help but raise her forehead: "Little aunt, grandma, where are you coming from?"

Mo Xiaoyu threw away the quilt covering his flesh in embarrassment, and said confidently: "I'm cold, can't I?"

"Okay, you can do whatever you want." Luna was wronged and dared not mess with this little ancestor.

"I'll turn on the air conditioner for you."

"Well, 26 degrees will do."

"Okay." Luna responded very positively.

Unexpectedly, Miss Luna was so obedient, Mo Xiaoyu took the opportunity to command: "Take out all the garbage in the room and throw it away."

"No problem." Luna went to do it immediately.

She came back soon and asked, "Is there anything else the empress wants to tell the servants?"

"Make the bed and fold the quilt." Mo Xiaoyu said lazily.

"Yes, empress." Luna blessed a substandard Wanfu gift.

She quickly tidied up the bedding, and asked Mo Xiaoyu what she needed to do, and Mo Xiaoyu instructed her to tidy up the bathroom.

Luna has been busy for a while, the hotel room is only that big, Mo Xiaoyu really has nothing to command, so she let her go.

"Thank you for your hard work. Please drink some water." Xu Shi felt that he was going too far, so Mo Xiaoyu poured a glass of water.

"Thank you." Luna swallowed in one gulp, "Have you calmed down?"

"Yeah." Mo Xiaoyu nodded, but she was still a little unhappy when she mentioned this matter.

Being unhappy has nothing to do with Luna, she is mainly unhappy that her hard work these past few days has been in vain.

Luna would misunderstand, and comforted: "Okay, after filming, we will find a way."

"Hmm." That's all.

After filming, she hid in the deep mountains and old forests so that no one could find her.

If she didn't think of a way for a day, she wouldn't show up for a day.

She didn't believe that with her ingenuity, she couldn't change her fate.

Mo Xiaoyu thought to himself, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

An Zhengye came again the next day, and Mo Xiaoyu was a little surprised.

I thought he agreed with her and sent a video to meet, but I didn't expect him to come to the door in person.

An Zhengye stared at her as soon as he entered the door, making the hairs on Mo Xiaoyu's back stand on end.

It took him a while before he said, "I'm really thin."

"Yes, yes." Mo Xiaoyu finally came to his senses and said with some stumbles.

An Zhengye breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned again.

It seems that Xiao Yu is really suffering from a mental illness...

An Zhengye's heart was full of infinite worries, and he looked at Mo Xiaoyu with distress.

Mo Xiaoyu felt a little uncomfortable: "Would you like to come in and sit?"

"En." An Zhengye responded softly and walked into the room.

Mo Xiaoyu poured a glass of water, and An Zhengye took it.