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

Mo Xiaoyu finally understood why some people said that the man who spends money on himself is the most handsome.

Now she felt that An Zhengye was extremely handsome.

"Sir, please keep your membership card, the goods will be loaded by the staff for you." The staff said respectfully.

An Zhengye gave a cold "Yes", and walked away holding Mo Xiaoyu's catkin.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't even react, the two had already returned to the parking lot, and the goods were delivered at the same time.

"It's so convenient." Mo Xiaoyu opened a bag of snacks and said with emotion.

"It's okay." An Zhengye said while starting the car.

"Wow, it's delicious." As expected of a three-digit snack, Mo Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and he took a piece to An Zhengye's mouth: "Try it for you."

An Zhengye was not interested in snacks, but Mo Xiaoyu fed them, so he would take the bitter medicine.

Fearing that it would be inconvenient for An Zhengye to eat, Mo Xiaoyu deliberately raised his hand.

An Zhengye can eat as long as he opens his mouth.

He opened his mouth slightly, and Mo Xiaoyu actively sent it over.

But she was a little too active, her finger accidentally touched An Zhengye's lips, and she withdrew her hand like an electric shock.

An Zhengye's eyes dimmed, and he chewed slowly.

"How delicious?" Mo Xiaoyu asked expectantly.

"Mmm, it's delicious." An Zhengye glanced at her fingers and said meaningfully.

"Then let's eat together." Mo Xiaoyu was in a happy mood when his preference was recognized.

She would feed An Zhengye once she took a bite, and sometimes she would accidentally touch An Zhengye's lips, making Mo Xiaoyu a little shy, but An Zhengye's expression didn't change, and she gradually relaxed.

In this way, you finished a bag of snacks one bite at a time, and at the same time Lamborghini also arrived at Anjia Villa.

The ingredients did not need Mo Xiaoyu's hands, they had already been sent to the kitchen by the housekeeper.

Mo Xiaoyu wanted to show An Zhengye his skills and let him have a taste of his skills.

Just 5 minutes later.

Mo Xiaoyu stood in front of the cooking counter, looking at An Zhengye who was chopping vegetables in a bewildered manner.

He wore a dark apron, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, exposing his muscular forearms.

The kitchen knife hit the cutting board, making a rhythmic sound. The beef, which was very disobedient under Mo Xiaoyu's hands just now, was now cut into neat slices like a soldier who was ordered.

In less than 2 minutes, the beef slices were stacked on the plate, and each slice was neatly measured as if it had been measured.

"I'll do the rest." Mo Xiaoyu tried to snatch back the position of chef, didn't he promise that she would master her skills...

"No need." An Zhengye wiped his hands with a towel: "The kitchen knife is too sharp, be careful not to hurt your hand, what do you want to cut, I will come."

"Okay, help me cut the ribs." Mo Xiaoyu handed over the cleaned ribs.

An Zhengye cut the vegetables with just a few "slaps". He cut vegetables like a work of art.

Mo Xiaoyu was a little taken aback.

Before Mo Xiaoyu came back to his senses, An Zhengye asked, "We want to make braised food, right?"

"Yes." Mo Xiaoyu replied in a daze, and saw An Zhengye holding a small bowl, pouring all kinds of seasonings into it with familiarity and precision, and quickly prepared the sauce for braised pork ribs.

Then put the ribs into the pot and cook them in boiling water.

In the white mist evaporating from the boiling water, An Zhengye's icy side face became a little hazy, with a bit of smoke and fire, showing his unknown side unreservedly in front of Mo Xiaoyu.

Suddenly, a warm current gushed out from the bottom of Mo Xiaoyu's heart.

A man who washes his hands and cooks soup for himself is simply too charming.

She looked at An Zhengye with a dazed gaze, and it was not until the sound of a crisp hot fryer that Mo Xiaoyu woke up.

I saw that the pork ribs had been put into the pot and was covered with sauce, and the white meat turned dark red.

Mo Xiaoyu said helplessly: "You have done everything, so what should I do?"

An Zhengye rummaged through the ribs and looked at her: "You can help me."

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu pursed his mouth, and his hands were nothing more than washing vegetables, which was too untechnical.

Mo Xiaoyu complained in her heart, but as soon as she put the vegetables in the sink, An Zhengye reached out to take them.

"The water is too cold, I'll come."

After speaking, he turned on the faucet and cleaned the vegetables fairly skillfully.

Mo Xiaoyu blinked a few times, An Zhengye even took care of washing the vegetables, so she really had nothing to do.

"Didn't you agree, I'll help?" Mo Xiaoyu was a little dissatisfied.

"Then bring me a plate." An Zhengye said after thinking about it.

"Oh." Mo Xiaoyu puffed his cheeks. Although he didn't have much technical content, he still had work to do.

Opening the door of the cupboard, Mo Xiaoyu took a few glances and prepared to pick a bigger dish.

Just as he put his hand on the plate, An Zhengye suddenly said, "Be careful, don't let the plate hurt your hands."

Mo Xiaoyu was fine at first, but was startled by his sudden noise, and almost dropped the plate.

An Zhengye hurried forward: "Let me do it."

As he spoke, he took the plate from Mo Xiaoyu's hand and placed it far away from her.

Mo Xiaoyu was speechless.

Do you need to be so careful?
"I'm holding a plate, not a knife."

"It's even worse with a knife, you'd better go out and wait." An Zhengye simply led Mo Xiaoyu out of the kitchen.

He reached out and rubbed her hair: "Hey, just wait and eat."

The tone is like coaxing a disobedient child.

"Hmph." Mo Xiaoyu snorted softly and walked to the restaurant angrily.

Grabbed a bag of potato chips and opened it, chewing the chips very loudly on purpose.

An Zhengye looked at her small appearance and smiled: "Don't eat too many snacks, be careful that you won't be able to eat for a while."

"Go and cook your meal." Mo Xiaoyu said angrily.

"Okay." An Zhengye smiled indulgently, turned and went back to the kitchen.

Looking at his busy figure, Mo Xiaoyu took a bite of potato chips.

Smelly guy, treat her like a child.

snort!
Mo Xiaoyu ate one-third of the potato chips, and the anger in his heart disappeared long ago.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with An Zhengye's excessive caution, Mo Xiaoyu felt warm in his heart when he thought about it.

This is what it feels like to be cared for.

Hey, that's great.

But she didn't want to tell An Zhengye, she had to let him, a self-righteous man, know that he wasn't that weak.

Mo Xiaoyu began to think about how to prove it.

While thinking, An Zhengye had already prepared the meal.

"Eat, wife." An Zhengye put the rice in front of her.

"Oh." Mo Xiaoyu proudly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pork ribs with a critical face, and deliberately picked on it: "The appearance is not very good, your craftsmanship still needs to be improved."

In fact, the braised pork ribs were excellent both in color and aroma, several times better than the ones she made. Mo Xiaoyu made An Zhengye sour on purpose.

"Okay, I will improve, you have a taste." An Zhengye said in a good-tempered manner.

Mo Xiaoyu put it under his nose and sniffed it on purpose before putting it in his mouth with a look of disgust.

This self-righteous man is really good at cooking!

Mo Xiaoyu only felt that his mouth was full of sweet and fragrant taste, so delicious that he almost swallowed the shetou.

Looking at the other dishes on the table, all of them are bright in color and full of fragrance, which makes people move their index fingers at a glance.

The taste was so good that Mo Xiaoyu couldn't care less about acting, so he buried himself in eating.

Seeing her eating deliciously, An Zhengye smiled: "Have some more soup."

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu picked up the spoon, blew on the hot air on it, and brought the soup to his mouth.

An Zhengye stared at her face expecting her reaction, until Mo Xiaoyu squinted his eyes and sighed "It's so fresh", he was relieved.

Mo Xiaoyu enjoyed this meal, and An Zhengye watched her eat, eating happily too.

Both parties finished their dinner with satisfaction.

Mo Xiaoyu rubbed his slightly bulging belly, and said with some annoyance: "I eat too much, if I continue to eat like this, I will gain weight again."

"Be fatter." An Zhengye really felt that Mo Xiaoyu was a little too thin.

The few times when she gained weight, when An Zhengye was with her, she felt that it was best for her to maintain a weight of about [-] catties, neither fat nor thin, and her body was healthier.

"Come on, if I get fat, I won't look good on camera." Mo Xiaoyu pouted, An Zhengye didn't understand the sadness of an artist at all.

Televisions are all widescreen, and people are automatically stretched wide on TV.

You can only look good on TV if you are thin enough.

This is why some people who are thin in real life become fat on camera.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't change the technical problem.

"I'll take a walk with you." An Zhengye was also helpless.

"it is good."

The two went for a walk in the backyard hand in hand, and only went into the room when they were almost digested.

It was only after seven o'clock in the evening, and An Zhengye asked, "What else do you want to do?"

"Let's watch a movie." Mo Xiaoyu found out only after chatting this morning that there is a private film and television room in Anjia Villa, and she has long wanted to see it.

"Okay." An Zhengye had no objection.

Mo Xiaoyu happily took the snacks and went to the third floor with him.

"What are all these rooms for?" Mo Xiaoyu was curious.

"It's all useful." An Zhengye said vaguely.

I'm afraid that Mo Xiaoyu suggested to open the door to have a look.

Because as soon as she opened the door, she would find that they were actually empty guest rooms...

"Really?" Fortunately, Mo Xiaoyu just took a few curious glances and then looked away.

All she can think about now is a private movie room.

I don't know what the difference is compared to the movie theater.

An Zhengye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and decided to ask the housekeeper to lock all the guest rooms, and it would be better to throw away all the keys to be safe.

The two came to the film and television room with their own ideas.

The film and television room is a large room, one wall is the screen for the projection, the cabinets on the two walls are full of DVDs, and a few posters are pasted on the last wall.

There is a coffee table and a luxurious leather sofa in the center. Behind the sofa are projectors and DVD players, all of which Mo Xiaoyu has never seen before.

"Your discs are so complete." Mo Xiaoyu looked at the discs curiously: "Have you seen them all?"

"I watched a few of them." An Zhengye said lightly.

In fact, it hasn't been long since the decoration of this film and television room. Since he found out that he was attracted to Mo Xiaoyu, he began to study acting books.