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An Zhengye looked at the open wardrobe with some doubts, and saw the water droplets on the ground, a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Xiao Yu, I brought you clothes and medicine, wiped the medicine and went to sleep."

He patted the little mountain bag gently.

Even if he didn't see it, he could still feel Mo Xiaoyu's stiff body under the quilt.

"Oh." Although Mo Xiaoyu agreed, there was no response.

An Zhengye thought for a while, and put the clothes and medicine on the bedside: "I'll go to the study, and I'll be back later."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately increased the sound of footsteps, and when closing the door, he used extra force.

Mo Xiaoyu waited cautiously for a while to make sure that there was no more sound coming from the room, and then she got out of the quilt.

As soon as he lifted the quilt, he saw neatly arranged clothes and medicinal wine bottles.

Mo Xiaoyu picked up the medicinal wine bottle and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

But when she saw Nene under the medicinal wine bottle, she couldn't laugh anymore.

Ahhh, let her die!

Shame!

In the mood of wanting to die with shame and anger, Mo Xiaoyu applied the medicine, changed into his pajamas, and lay on the bed without love for the whole life.

Tonight is really a night of shame in her life, can she be worse?

Just as he was thinking, there was a click on the door.

Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Only then did An Zhengye lighten his steps.

Mo Xiaoyu felt that he walked to her bedside, looked at her a few times before getting up and leaving.

Just as she wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, she felt him walking back again.

Aren't you tired of walking back and forth/back and forth?
Go to bed now, dear!

Mo Xiaoyu growled in his heart.

Suddenly a soft towel was placed on her head, and An Zhengye said with a touch of affection: "Sleep without drying your hair, be careful of headache tomorrow."

Although his movements were gentle, there was no one who would not wake up after his hair was rubbed.

Mo Xiaoyu pretended he couldn't sleep, so he opened his eyes and said shyly, "Thank you, I'll wipe it myself."

"I'll do it." An Zhengye's movement of wiping his hair was a bit rusty, but he insisted.

"I'm worried about some little fool."

"Hmph." Mo Xiaoyu snorted coquettishly, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile sweetly.

After drying his hair and changing to a dry pillow, Mo Xiaoyu was finally allowed to lie down.

"Go to sleep." An Zhengye patted Mo Xiaoyu's head, pulled up the quilt for her, and then walked to the bathroom with the towel.

Looking at his tall and straight back, at this moment, Mo Xiaoyu felt sweet and happy in his heart.

Being taken care of by such a handsome man, is there anything happier in the world than this?

No!

After An Zhengye put down the towel, when he came out, he saw Mo Xiaoyu buried under the pure black quilt with only a small face left.

She opened her big watery eyes and looked at him sweetly, like a kitten waiting to be stroked.

So cute, so cute it's foul.

If someone sends Mo Xiaoyu to negotiate with him, I'm afraid he will back down again and again, and may even lose his fortune, and he only wants to make the beauty smile.

An Zhengye suddenly understood, those emperors in history who loved beauty but not country.

If all beauties want Mo Xiaoyu to be like this, then he's probably a fool too.

An Zhengye couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward to kiss his beauty, sucked her soft lips, and kissed deeply passionately.

Mo Xiaoyu was startled, and when she came back to her senses, she couldn't help stretching her arms around An Zhengye's neck, and replied jerky.

After taking a sip, both of them were a little out of breath.

An Zhengye pressed his forehead against Mo Xiaoyu's, and kissed her cheek from time to time, not the tip of her nose.

Mo Xiaoyu's sanity gradually returned, and he became shy belatedly.

Her whole body was held in An Zhengye's arms, she couldn't help but feel hot, and wanted to back out.

"Don't move around." An Zhengye suddenly whispered in her ear.

"I'm sleepy." Mo Xiaoyu nudged on his chest.

"Just sleep like this." An Zhengye said in a low voice.

Mo Xiaoyu still wanted to protest, but An Zhengye had already changed into a more comfortable position to hug her and closed his eyes.

Mo Xiaoyu swallowed back his words, and lay in his arms a little stiffly.

She was obviously very sleepy, but she still couldn't fall asleep.

Although An Zhengye's embrace was warm, she was still not used to it.

Quietly waiting for An Zhengye's breathing to become steady, Mo Xiaoyu moved on tiptoe.

She tried to get out of his arms, but An Zhengye's long arms and legs tightly circled her back.

Mo Xiaoyu struggled for a long time, but couldn't even turn over.

Still wanting to move again, An Zhengye's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "If you move around again, you won't be able to sleep again."

His voice was much hoarse than before, as if he was restraining something.

Mo Xiaoyu soon knew what it was, because An Zhengye suddenly hugged her tightly, and she naturally felt the change in An Zhengye.

"Go to sleep." He put his chin on Mo Xiaoyu's shoulder and said in a deep voice.

"Sleep right away." Mo Xiaoyu was so frightened that his voice trembled, and he quickly closed his eyes.

His body was as stiff as a log, for fear of offending the big devil in front of him.

I thought she would be too scared to fall asleep, and I didn't know why, but she fell asleep unconsciously.

Before losing consciousness, she vaguely heard a sigh accompanied by a wry smile.

The next day, the weather was fine and sunny.

Mo Xiaoyu rubbed against the soft pillow, let out a comfortable sigh, turned over, stretched, and then slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the arrangement in front of him in a daze, his eyes suddenly widened.

When she regained consciousness, she was on An Zhengye's bed.

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly turned over and sat up. He was relieved that he didn't see An Zhengye in the room.

She looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

She actually slept until this time!
"We still have to film today!" Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly got up.

He lifted the quilt and opened the closet directly.

The wardrobe that I didn't have time to look at last night came into view again.

An Zhengye's clothes were easy to identify, they were all dark clothes, only the shirt was white, rigorous and monotonous.

The colors on the other side of the closet are much richer, there are no messy colors, they are all soft and elegant dresses, elegant and fashionable, which is very in line with Mo Xiaoyu's taste.

The dresses are all brand new. Although there are no labels on them, it looks like new clothes at first glance.

Mo Xiaoyu took out one casually and gesticulated on his body, it fit perfectly.

Don't think about it, it must be prepared by An Zhengye.

Is this how the president's wife is treated?

Mo Xiaoyu happily picked out a new set of dresses and changed into them. After washing in the bathroom, she rarely put on light makeup.

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly understood what it meant.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror and turning around, Mo Xiaoyu felt elated.

Although An Zhengye's room was icy and cold, there was no obstacle at all for her to live in.

From many details, we can feel An Zhengye's hard work.

Mo Xiaoyu smiled sweetly, hummed a song and walked downstairs.

As soon as I reached the stairs, I could smell the strong aroma of food.

"Young Madam, good morning, breakfast is ready, please come to the restaurant." At this moment, the butler greeted him and said respectfully.

"Thank you." Mo Xiaoyu said politely, "Thank you for your hard work. Prepare breakfast for me."

"Young Madam misunderstood, today's breakfast was not prepared by me." The housekeeper shook his head.

"Who prepared that?" Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help being curious.

The butler smiled without answering, and gently pushed open the door of the restaurant: "You can see for yourself."

Mo Xiaoyu walked in with doubts.

I saw several dishes on the dining table. The dishes should have just come out of the pan, and they were still steaming.

"It's all what I like to eat." Mo Xiaoyu said in surprise.

At this moment the kitchen door opened, and there was a sound of footsteps.

It must be today's cook.

Mo Xiaoyu immediately looked up.

Can not help but stunned.

An Zhengye? !

Mo Xiaoyu blinked in disbelief, and after blinking several times, he was sure that he was not dazzled.

Wearing a dark blue apron, An Zhengye walked steadily towards her with a plate of steaming dishes.

He walked gracefully, not as if he was serving dishes, but rather like a prince on a parade somewhere.

It wasn't until An Zhengye put down the plate that Mo Xiao came back to his senses, and asked with surprise in his eyes, "You did all of these?"

"Well, I did it." An Zhengye's tone was very flat, as natural as saying that today is a sunny day.

Looking at the delicious food in front of him, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help admiring: "You are amazing."

"Try and see if it suits your taste." An Zhengye smiled lightly and handed over a pair of chopsticks.

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Mo Xiaoyu has been greedy for a long time, these dishes not only look good, but also smell very good.

It's just that there are so many choices that Mo Xiaoyu has nowhere to start.

An Zhengye didn't rush her and waited patiently for her tasting.

Mo Xiaoyu picked up the latest dish and couldn't wait to put it in his mouth, chewing it carefully a few times, his eyes sparkled.

"It's so delicious." She gave a thumbs up and boasted sincerely.

"As long as you like it." An Zhengye smiled, and calmly threw away the wet tissue in his hand.

"It's so delicious, is there anything else you don't know how to cook?" Mo Xiaoyu ate with relish, while still not forgetting to praise.

An Zhengye smiled faintly, and added a bowl of soup to Mo Xiaoyu.

Then he sat across from her and watched her eat quietly with a smile in her eyes.

"Don't look at me, you eat too." Mo Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed, his cheeks were stained red.

"Okay." An Zhengye picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate with her.

After eating a warm and sweet meal, Mo Xiaoyu was about to get up when An Zhengye suddenly leaned over.

"do not move."

Mo Xiaoyu thought he was going to kiss her, so he closed his eyes subconsciously.

My heartbeat speeded up quietly, a little nervous, but also with a little anticipation.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, the expected wen did not fall, only felt a piece of cloth gently wipe her mouth.

"Wipe my mouth for me?" Mo Xiaoyu opened his eyes and asked in surprise.

There was a trace of disappointment in his voice.

"What do you think I'm going to do?" An Zhengye teased, his delicate eyebrows raised slightly.

"It's nothing, I thought you were going to wipe my mouth for me." Mo Xiaoyu would never admit what she just thought!

An Zhengye seemed to have seen through her thoughts, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth.

Mo Xiaoyu was so shy that he wished he could drill a hole.

Just when he was about to get out of the way, An Zhengye pinched his chin: "Don't move around."