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

"Okay, listen to my wife." An Zhengye put down his phone and pinched Mo Xiaoyu's delicate face.

"You're so kind." Mo Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, and kissed An Zhengye's face as if rewarding him.

An Zhengye softened his brows and eyes a little, enjoying Mo Xiaoyu's closeness.

His phone rang again, and he glanced at it, it was a WeChat message from a junior in a certain family.

Apparently he received Amway from his parents and came to inquire.

An Zhengye rubbed the back of Mo Xiaoyu's head, and quietly turned off the phone.

What Mo Xiaoyu didn't know was that the social circle of An's father and An's mother was probably even more important than his.

After all, after so many years of ups and downs in City A, the two parents know a wider network of people.

Although An Zhengye's network is not bad, but he is too lazy to socialize, so he will not add unnecessary people.

But Anning father and mother is different, there are people from all major families...

Thinking of Mo Xiaoyu's worries, An Zhengye still decided not to tell Mo Xiaoyu for the time being, and let her find out slowly later.

Mo Xiaoyu felt relieved, and the phone rang again.

This time it was Luna's WeChat, let her read Weibo.

Mo Xiaoyu leaned in An Zhengye's arms, on his shoulder, and lazily picked up his phone.

I looked at Weibo, and it became a hot search on the TV series.

""The Concubine Empress" is subdued"

"Praise for the adaptation of the plot"

"Li Yan is handsome and scumbag"

Among the top five hot searches, she alone accounted for three.

"Mo Xiaoyu's acting skills"

"Mo Xiaoyu has something in his eyes"

"Mo Xiaoyu Ancient Costume"

Mo Xiaoyu clicked in curiously to look at it. Basically, they praised her. Some black fans' remarks were suppressed by fans and passers-by before they even showed up.

Mo Xiaoyu looked at it for a long time, and pointed it to An Zhengye happily: "Look at this comment, the netizen said that I have stars in my eyes."

Mo Xiaoyu felt that she was quite narcissistic, so she picked out this kind of exaggeration.

Who knew An Zhengye's degree of narcissism was less than hers, so he kissed her eyes and said naturally, "Indeed."

"..." Mo Xiaoyu didn't know what to say.

At this time, there was a light cough next to him.

"Cough cough."

Mo Xiaoyu followed the sound and saw that the parents were all looking at the two of them teasingly, and Mo Beidou's hand was still on his lips.

Seeing Mo Xiaoyu looking over, he pretended to put his hands down: "Sister, you and Zhengye are so close, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing." Only then did Mo Xiaoyu realize that she was still in An Zhengye's arms.

Usually at home, she was used to watching TV by relying on An Zhengye like this. When the family came, she restrained herself for a while, and then forgot just now.

Habits are horrible.

"Just watch Weibo together." Mo Xiaoyu's ears were blushing, and he wished he could stay away from An Zhengye.

"Oh, look at Weibo." Mo Beidou's eyes narrowed.

Mo Xiaoyu is shy, but she has always been rude to Mo Beidou: "What? Do you have an opinion?"

"No problem, I just want to find someone to hug and watch Weibo together." Mo Beidou said sourly.

"You hate it to death, old man." Mo Xiaoyu wanted to kick Mo Beidou flying away.

But An's father and An's mother are still there, and she is embarrassed to show her violent side.

"Beidou don't bother your sister." Mo Yuan spoke out to uphold justice.

"Father, you're so kind." Mo Xiaoyu moved over and acted like a baby.

"Good girl." Mo Yuan rubbed Mo Xiaoyu's hair with a smile.

It took less than a minute for Mo Xiaoyu to hug Mo Yuan's arm before he was pulled up by An Zhengye.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xiaoyu was a little upset that An Zhengye interrupted her parent-child time with Mo Yuan.

But An Zhengye said politely: "Mom and Dad, it's getting late, I'll take Xiaoyu upstairs to rest first, the guest room is ready, you can stay overnight too."

"Okay, Zhengye is still considerate." Mo Yuan nodded.

"You and Xiao Yu go to rest, let's chat for a while." Xiao Li echoed.

"Go and rest, don't worry about us." An's father and An's mother also nodded in agreement.

"Okay, parents, go to bed early." An Zhengye nodded politely at them.

When Mo Xiaoyu was still in a daze, An Zhengye had already led him away.

"Why did you just fall asleep? It's still early?" Mo Xiaoyu came to his senses and had already reached the second floor.

"It's eleven o'clock." An Zhengye said flatly.

"It's so late?" Mo Xiaoyu exclaimed, only to realize that the clock had pointed to 11 o'clock.

She was puzzled for a few seconds, and quickly realized.

It was ten o'clock after the TV series, plus she watched Weibo for a while, chatting and laughing, this time is also normal.

After washing up, Mo Xiaoyu lay down on the bed.

I don't know if it's because of the TV series, or because of the happy reunion with her family. She is usually sleepy at this time, but tonight she is very energetic.

She had a lot to say, but An Zhengye was taking a shower in the bathroom.

Mo Xiaoyu had no choice but to take out his mobile phone, and wanted to chat with someone on WeChat.

But at this time, she probably fell asleep, so she checked Weibo again.

The hot searches for TV dramas are still there, and they have risen a few positions.

A lot of the comments were very funny, Mo Xiaoyu didn't dare to use a large size to like, so he cut it into a small size on purpose.

There are not so many scruples in using the trumpet. Mo Xiaoyu let himself go, forwarding all kinds of Weibo that said good things about the TV series and praised her acting skills.

Having fun, I didn't notice when An Zhengye took a shower.

"looking at what?"

"Weibo." Without raising his eyelids, Mo Xiaoyu kept poking at his phone.

An Zhengye looked at her for a while and saw that she was concentrating on playing, so he picked up the file to read.

After reading a few pages, An Zhengye was a little dissatisfied that Mo Xiaoyu hadn't paid any attention to him.

Why is Weibo so beautiful?It's good to see him as a big living being ignored?
An Zhengye narrowed his eyes, put down the file, and approached Mo Xiaoyu quietly.

Mo Xiaoyu watched happily and didn't find anything wrong.

Mo Xiaoyu had already finished scrolling through Weibo about TV dramas.

After all, there are only two episodes, and netizens don't have so much material.

She saw the edited video about Fu Bo following the Weibo recommendation.

Fu Bo has debuted for many years, and he has many more film and television works than Mo Xiaoyu.

There is more material available for editing.

Mo Xiaoyu just came across a video clip of Fu Bo.

It was one of his past roles, which was cut out by a single sheet and formed a CP video with Li Yan.

So it is myself and myself to form CP.

Netizens are so talented, Mo Xiaoyu watched it with great interest, and kindly shared it with Fu Bo.

Fu Bo is a night owl. He sent a question mark within seconds of receiving the WeChat message.

After a few minutes, another six points were sent, deeply speechless.

Mo Xiaoyu snickered, and was about to send a wechat message to tease him, when suddenly her eyes went dark, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was blocked by a black shadow.

"Hmmmm." Mo Xiaoyu angrily patted An Zhengye a few times, but An Zhengye grabbed the catkin and pressed it on his heart.

Under Mo Xiaoyu's palm was An Zhengye's strong chest, and he could feel his beating heartbeat.

The heartbeat seems to be a little fast, Mo Xiaoyu thought in a daze.

After a while, the hot talk will not end, Mo Xiaoyu hasn't recovered for a long time.

An Zhengye's forehead was pressed against her forehead, and the two faces were very close to each other, so close that she could kiss again as long as she opened her mouth.

"What are you doing?" It took Mo Xiaoyu a while to recover his voice, and it was a delicate and soft voice when he spoke.

This voice is different from the gentle and moving voice in the TV series, it is indescribably soft and pleasant.

But only he had heard such a voice.

Thinking of this, An Zhengye's heart felt warm.

"Don't talk to you." Someone replied confidently.

Ever since Mo Xiaoyu said that you don't need to ask, An Zhengye has been making sneak attacks from time to time.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't even protest, after all, it was her own words.

What's more, when you think of asking without asking, it's better to kiss directly like this.

At least some shameful conversations are missing.

Sure enough, with just two words, Mo Xiaoyu turned off the fire.

Her smashed feet probably won't be able to recover in this lifetime...

"Annoying, holding a chicken feather as an arrow." Mo Xiaoyu complained in a low voice.

"What did you say?" An Zhengye raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's nothing, oops, I'm so sleepy all of a sudden." Mo Xiaoyu was timid, and quickly changed the subject.

An Zhengye did not let her go as usual, he had to set up a family rule.

Dare to complain about him like this in front of him, it seems that he spoils her too much.

Weak and small animals are highly alert, and when danger occurs, they can always be alerted in advance.

As a "weak fish", Mo Xiaoyu is often bewildered, but today he is particularly sensitive to the slightest bit of trouble.

She quickly got out of An Zhengye's arms and hid in her quilt.

Her quilt has been described as empty for a long time, and it is full of strangeness when she enters it.

Regardless of getting close to the quilt, Mo Xiaoyu hid in, wrapped into a tight little mountain bag.

An Zhengye leaned sideways, resting his chin with one hand, watching Mo Xiaoyu toss and turn.

When she was hiding under the blanket, An Zhengye slowly put down her hands.

Closing the distance calmly, he poked on the small mountain bag: "Honey, is it comfortable to be bored inside?"

Xiao Shanbao shook slightly: "Comfortable, super comfortable."

The voice sounded muffled through the quilt.

"Oh?" An Zhengye poked again casually, "Aren't you short of breath?"

"No." The voice in the quilt sounded a little gritted.

"In that case, then I will..." An Zhengye elongated his tone and lowered his voice on purpose.

what?Mo Xiaoyu was a little anxious.

Why didn't this guy finish his sentence?
Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help approaching the edge of the quilt, quietly opened a slit, and put his ear to eavesdrop.

Seeing the obvious gap, a smile flashed in An Zhengye's eyes.

"Then I'll be with you." He simply finished the rest of the sentence, and threw off Mo Xiaoyu's quilt.

"Hey! You!" Mo Xiaoyu didn't have time to react, and the enemy had already broken into his lair.

When he came back to his senses, everyone was hugged by An Zhengye.

He also specially cooperated with her, so that the quilt covered his head.

Both of them hid under the quilt.

Warm up under the covers.

Mo Xiaoyu struggled unhappily: "This is my quilt, you go out."