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

Luna wiped away her bitter tears, and came up with a pertinent answer: "You can give me anything, as long as the fans you give will like it."

"If you say it, you don't say it." Mo Xiaoyu complained.

My son is rebellious... Luna gritted her teeth: "Then you can send autographed photos, special products, or even money!"

"It's pretty reliable." Mo Xiaoyu was reluctantly satisfied.

She was a little surprised that Luna and An Zhengye thought of going together.

Sending money... are all local tyrants.

After hanging up, Mo Xiaoyu decided to send autographed photos and souvenirs.

"An Zhengye, can you take me to the supermarket last time? I want to buy some specialty products." Mo Xiaoyu asked for others, his voice was sweet and greasy.

An Zhengye was in a complicated mood after being dismissed just now, but now being praised again.

Are all women so unpredictable?

Or is it just his wife?
Actors really can't be messed with.

An Zhengye felt infinitely emotional in his heart, and his face was calm: "Change clothes."

"You are so kind." Unexpectedly, he agreed so easily, Mo Xiaoyu tiptoed to kiss him on the cheek, and ran away very happily.

An Zhengye raised his eyebrows, it's good that his wife is so unpredictable.

He touched his cheek, and went upstairs with a smile to help Mo Xiaoyu get dressed.

Soon Mo Xiaoyu was wrapped into a ball, and when he got into the car, he said very unwillingly: "It's so ugly to be dressed like this."

"Very cute." An Zhengye glanced at her and said very seriously.

"Cute?" Mo Xiaoyu pointed to himself.

She was wearing white down jackets, which were very thick and did not show her figure at all. She also wore a fluffy hat on her head. The hat was a bit too big, and her eyebrows were covered. A pair of clear eyes were revealed.

Not to mention, she was also forced to wear a pair of thick black cotton trousers, and she was as round as a penguin.

How could An Zhengye praise her for being cute without blinking an eye?
Mo Xiaoyu now seriously doubts An Zhengye's aesthetics and taste.

Of course, it does not rule out the fact that Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder...

"Very cute." During the interval of the red light, An Zhengye leaned over and pressed a kiss on her mask.

Mo Xiaoyu turned off the flame instantly.

"Cute is cute."

Seeing her cute appearance, a smile flashed in An Zhengye's eyes.

Sometimes the wife is very coaxing.

The time they came out was not the rush hour, and they arrived at the supermarket smoothly.

Although he was dissatisfied with the outfit, Mo Xiaoyu was very satisfied with An Zhengye's car today.

He finally stopped driving that particularly eye-catching Lamborghini and changed to a black car.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't know the brand, but she liked the car very low-key.

When getting out of the car, Mo Xiaoyu took the initiative to hold An Zhengye's hand: "The car is not bad."

"As long as you like it." An Zhengye glanced at the license plate and smiled slightly.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't notice anything unusual, and walked into the supermarket happily.

After strolling around for more than two hours, Mo Xiaoyu still has something to say.

There is no other reason. The things in this supermarket are so fresh and complete. There are so many beautiful things in it, which can arouse people's desire to shop.

If she hadn't been recognized by fans in the end, Mo Xiaoyu felt that he could still visit for another 500 years.

Fortunately, the fans were very sensible and left as soon as the photo was taken.

But Mo Xiaoyu didn't dare to stay any longer, he didn't even need to think about it, fans would post on Weibo, it would be bad if more people were attracted.

Afraid of being recognized by more people, Mo Xiaoyu hurried out of the way.

Anyway, all the special products have been bought, and the task has been completed.

She bought a lot of things, but fortunately, the supermarket has a door-to-door service.

The two of them relaxed, as empty-handed as when they came.

This is not the most satisfying thing, what makes Mo Xiaoyu the most satisfied is that the final bill was settled by An Zhengye, and he spent nearly one million dollars without blinking his eyes.

No wonder it is said that men who spend money on women are the most handsome, Mo Xiaoyu saw it today.

Really handsome, very very handsome!
Mo Xiaoyu waved his sleeves coolly: "Let's go home."

"it is good."

An Zhengye took her hand and walked out with her slowly.

The way home was a bit congested, Mo Xiaoyu fell asleep on the way, and when he got home, it was already dark.

Mo Xiaoyu was sitting on the sofa, fiddling with presents, bit by bit with his little head.

"Sleep if you're sleepy, huh?" Seeing Mo Xiaoyu's sleepy look, An Zhengye coaxed.

"I haven't posted on Weibo yet, and I haven't held a lottery yet." Mo Xiaoyu struggled against drowsiness and said.

"Leave it to me." An Zhengye said in a low voice.

"Okay, I'll take a shower first." Mo Xiaoyu coquettishly hooked An Zhengye.

"Okay, leave it to me." An Zhengye's eyes darkened a little, and he hugged Mo Xiaoyu horizontally.

Mo Xiaoyu was very sleepy, so he relaxed his vigilance, but did not find any danger.

By the time she was hugged and kissed in the bathtub, it was already too late.

Considering that Mo Xiaoyu's injury had not healed, An Zhengye only ate some sweethearts and let Mo Xiaoyu go.

When Mo Xiaoyu was carried out of the bathroom, his whole body was as red as a shrimp.

"You are despicable, you take advantage of others' danger." Mo Xiaoyu was still restless while being hugged, and cursed in a low voice.

"Yes, I'm not good, you're right." An Zhengye said dotingly with a satisfied face.

Mo Xiaoyu was defeated by An Zhengye's brazenness, and said angrily, "Cheeky."

"My wife is right in everything." An Zhengye said calmly.

His attitude was calm and calm, but it seemed that Mo Xiaoyu was a little unreasonable.

Obviously being taken advantage of, he still can't get it right.

Mo Xiaoyu was very upset. The first thing An Zhengye did when he was put on the bed was to kick him in the stomach.

With An Zhengye's skill, he can dodge it completely.

But he was afraid that if he hid, Mo Xiaoyu would be injured and might be even more angry.

He was kicked by his wife alive.

Fortunately, she has a strong momentum, but in fact, kicking people doesn't hurt at all.

"Hiss, it hurts." But An Zhengye still cooperated, showing a painful expression.

He also pretended to cover his abdomen.

"Does my kick hurt you? Let me see." Mo Xiaoyu believed it was true, and asked with worried eyes.

An Zhengye immediately let go of his hand cooperatively, and let Mo Xiaoyu lift the hem of his shirt to look at him.

Mo Xiaoyu checked very worriedly.

An Zhengye's abdomen is not even red, only the abdominal muscles with very obvious muscle lines, and two very sexy mermaid lines.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help being a little puzzled: "Why are you in pain?"

"Here, and here." An Zhengye took Mo Xiaoyu's hand and stroked his firm abdominal muscles.

The muscles felt so good, Mo Xiaoyu blushed and felt his heart beat.

Unknowingly, he forgot about An Zhengye's injury.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't even notice when An Zhengye let go.

"I hurt you?" Mo Xiaoyu withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

An Zhengye's face looked very strange, and his cheeks were slightly red.

He leaned over and hugged Mo Xiaoyu, and kissed her on the shoulder: "No, you didn't hurt me."

"Then what's wrong with you?" Mo Xiaoyu felt a little strange, An Zhengye's body was a little hot, and the heat was transmitted to her body through the hug.

"Do you have a fever?" Mo Xiaoyu writhed in his arms, wanting to touch An Zhengye's forehead.

"Don't move around." An Zhengye seemed to be enduring something, his voice was a little hoarse.

Mo Xiaoyu had already sensed where something was wrong, and his whole body froze.

An Zhengye hugged her for a while, then let go of his embrace, turned his head and kissed her on the earlobe: "You are so good."

"You are the one who is good, your whole family is good." Mo Xiaoyu's ears turned red instantly.

"Okay, my whole family is good." An Zhengye followed her words.

Mo Xiaoyu felt something was wrong, and before he could figure it out, he was gently put on the bed by An Zhengye.

"Go to sleep."

"What are you doing?" Mo Xiaoyu grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Find a gift for you." An Zhengye replied, somewhat admiring his wife's ability to forget in seconds.

The name is Xiaoyu...it really is a fish's memory.

"Then come back quickly." Mo Xiaoyu thought about it again, and couldn't help but feel a little hot.

It seems like she ordered it on purpose.

"Okay." An Zhengye kissed her red lips: "Go to bed first, I'll be back soon."

"Yeah." Mo Xiaoyu responded, watching An Zhengye's leaving back, and then moved his body.

She found a comfortable position and got into bed.

She was a little sleepy at first, but she couldn't fall asleep because she regained her energy after taking a bath, or because An Zhengye wasn't around.

After lying quietly for a while, Mo Xiaoyu still didn't feel sleepy.

Simply open your eyes and start thinking about things.

She remembered the conversation with Luna during the day, leaving aside the crew.

Presumably there will be no danger in filming again, but the matter of Xu Zhou comes to mind.

I really didn't expect Xu Tian entertainment to have such a big mess when she was in a coma.

No wonder Luna seemed to have something to hide when she first came to see her in the hospital.

Fortunately, she can help solve it, but Xu Wei's reaction was a bit strange at the time.

Mo Xiaoyu's thoughts started to run away again, wanting to recall what Xu Wei said.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't think of anything, and my head hurt instead.

Since her injury, her head hasn't worked as well as it used to.

If you think too much about things, you will get a headache. It seems that you have to eat some walnuts to make up for it.

Just as she was thinking wildly, the door opened, and An Zhengye walked in lightly.

"Why haven't you slept yet? What are you thinking?" There was a small night light in the room, and as soon as An Zhengye entered the door, he saw Mo Xiaoyu's watery eyes staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"I can't sleep without you here." Mo Xiaoyu said pitifully, with a hint of coquettishness.

An Zhengye smiled: "I'll accompany you right now."

He lifted the quilt, and as soon as he lay down on the bed, Mo Xiaoyu moved over, found a comfortable position, and rubbed against him.

An Zhengye avoided her wound, and half hugged her: "Go to sleep."

"En." Mo Xiaoyu felt at ease, and closed his eyes obediently.

After being quiet for a few seconds, he asked aloud, "Did you post the Weibo? Are all the gifts ready?"

"It's all good." An Zhengye kissed her on the cheek: "Aren't you relieved of my work?"

"Don't worry." Mo Xiaoyu said arrogantly, and finally closed his eyes in satisfaction.

An Zhengye was a little dumbfounded.

He has handled hundreds of millions of business, and was even begged to do things. It was the first time someone questioned him in such a disgusting tone.

It felt really fresh.

Only his wife dared to do this.