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

Now that he has found the crux of the problem, An Zhengye of course wants to say something good, and of course it is the truth.

"That's about the same." Mo Xiaoyu wrote back this time.

An Zhengye wouldn't lie to her about this kind of thing.

After the misunderstanding was solved, Mo Xiaoyu realized that he hadn't asked clearly and made a big fuss over a molehill.

Mo Xiaoyu raised his head and rubbed An Zhengye's forehead. He was hit by her pillow, and his meticulous hairstyle was a little messed up.

"Didn't ask about you?" Mo Xiaoyu asked apologetically.

"It doesn't hurt." An Zhengye pulled Mo Xiaoyu's hand and held it.

Mo Xiaoyu let him hold it, and raised his other hand to trim his hair.

"But my wife, can you promise me one thing?" An Zhengye bent slightly to cooperate with her movements.

Mo Xiaoyu said first: "I know, I won't lose my temper in the future."

"Not this." An Zhengye shook his head, he actually didn't mind Mo Xiaoyu's petty temper.

Not only did she not find it annoying, but she even felt a little cute when she lost her temper.

"Then what are you going to say?" Mo Xiaoyu was really curious now.

"In the future, don't say that she is my sister Rou. I have nothing to do with Xue Jingrou." An Zhengye's tone was very serious.

Meeting his serious eyes, Mo Xiaoyu nodded involuntarily.

"I know, I will never say that again."

It was rare that Mo Xiaoyu's clothes were soft, An Zhengye carried her back to sit on the sofa, and let her lean in his arms.

"We won't mention her in the future."

"it is good."

"I won't mention Xu Zhou in the future."

"What's the matter with Xu Zhou..." Mo Xiaoyu said stubbornly, curling his lips: "Okay, but Xu Zhou may be mentioned for work needs."

"Yes." An Zhengye expressed his understanding.

"Any more requests?" Mo Xiaoyu was in a good mood now, allowing someone An to make some more requests.

An Zhengye raised his eyebrows: "Change your words."

"Changing your mouth?" Mo Xiaoyu was a little puzzled.

Didn't she call her parents a while ago?

Does An Zhengye have other relatives?
"Do you have other parents?" Mo Xiaoyu didn't even think about it, and asked an idiot question that deserved a beating.

An Zhengye was angry and funny: "I'm just a couple of parents, what do you think?"

I reached out my hand and tapped on her small forehead, sometimes I really wished I could knock it open to see what was inside.

"Oh, don't knock." Mo Xiaoyu pretended to be in pain and covered his head: "This hero has something to say."

An Zhengye rubbed her forehead amusedly, he didn't use any force at all, Mo Xiaoyu's forehead wasn't even red.

"Okay, what are you asking me to change?" Mo Xiaoyu pulled An Zhengye's hand and asked curiously.

"Call me instead." An Zhengye gave her an expression of knowingly asking.

"It was you who said, what did you want me to call you?" Mo Xiaoyu didn't ask the words.

An Zhengye raised his eyebrows and gave her a positive expression.

Mo Xiaoyu groaned for a while, but couldn't say those two words.

Although she has said her husband many times in her heart.

Even when she was in a nympho, she felt from the bottom of her heart that her husband was so handsome.

But it's all in my mind.

No matter which world she is in, this is the first time she has fallen in love.

An Zhengye didn't even count as a boyfriend, so he was directly upgraded to a husband.

It was really difficult to get Mo Xiaoyu to change his mind.

Although the mind has already agreed because of the relationship with the original body, but when he thinks of speaking, he can't open his mouth no matter what.

An Zhengye waited for a long while, the expression on Mo Xiaoyu's face changed from shy to confused, grimaced, and lost in thought.

Although he really liked watching Mo Xiaoyu's vivid facial expressions, An Zhengye still hoped that she would come to her senses and face up to his request.

After waiting for 5 minutes, An Zhengye ran out of patience.

"Honey, is it time to change your mind?" He asked impatiently.

"En." Facing An Zhengye's longing eyes, Mo Xiaoyu took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

It was as if an important decision had been made.

An Zhengye was overjoyed, and said with eyes full of anticipation: "Call."

Mo Xiaoyu opened his mouth, but did not make a sound. An Zhengye did not urge her, but looked at her encouragingly.

Instead of being encouraged, Mo Xiaoyu became even more nervous.

She simply closed her eyes and called out embarrassingly, "Husband."

The sound was like a mosquito, a thin sound.

"What? I didn't hear clearly." An Zhengye rubbed his ears.

Mo Xiaoyu also knew that her voice was a little low, anyway, she called out once, and she let go a little.

In a slightly normal voice: "Husband."

"Speak louder, I can't hear you."

"Husband." Mo Xiaoyu smashed the jar.

"Huh? Is it meowing? I still can't hear it clearly."

Mo Xiaoyu raised his volume again, but An Zhengye still said he didn't hear, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but get annoyed.

Did An Zhengye start to lose his hearing before he reached old age?

The shyness was completely replaced by anger, Mo Xiaoyu opened his eyes suddenly, staring at this hateful man with almond eyes.

He shouted word by word: "Old man!"

"Did you hear clearly this time?" Mo Xiaoyu asked angrily.

"Understood." An Zhengye couldn't help smiling, and raised his hand to pinch Mo Xiaoyu's bulging cheek.

An Zhengye smiled, and Mo Xiaoyu's momentum was broken.

"I hate it." Mo Xiaoyu thumped his chest lightly.

An Zhengye changed his sitting position to make it easier for her to beat: "Honey, let's shoot."

"I don't want to shoot, it's hard." Mo Xiaoyu said something disgusting, but secretly touched two of An Zhengye's strong muscles with his hands.

A chuckle came from overhead.

"Why are you laughing?" Mo Xiaoyu withdrew his hand and punched him on the chest in embarrassment.

"I didn't laugh at you, it's because the plot is funny." An Zhengye explained.

Mo Xiaoyu glanced suspiciously at the TV. The plot had already continued, and it happened to be a relatively relaxed plot in the TV series.

This episode was really funny, Mo Xiaoyu pouted, leaning against An Zhengye's arms to watch TV.

The scene that ended that night happened to be the scene where Mo Xiaoyu was hit by a knife holder.

However, the original real swords and guns were replaced with fake props when shooting again.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't feel anything when he watched it. An Zhengye couldn't help but tighten his arms when he saw this scene.

"It's okay, it's all fake." Mo Xiaoyu patted his arm and comforted him softly.

"I know." He ordered the props to be changed, of course he knew.

Just feeling distressed, he gently kissed Mo Xiaoyu's injured chin a few times.

When I returned to work for the first time, there was still a slight scar near the chin.

With the passage of time, the scars have long since disappeared, and her skin is as smooth as ever.

But An Zhengye was able to find the place where he was injured, and Mo Xiaoyu felt warm in his heart.

His care and concern for himself seemed to be beyond her imagination.

"I'm fine, all injuries are healed." Mo Xiaoyu hooked his neck.

The two hugged each other afterwards, without making a sound for a long time.

It wasn't until the ending song sounded that the two of them left the sofa as if they had just woken up from a dream, and when they returned to the bedroom, everything happened naturally again.

The warmth of spring.

Blow away the cold of winter.

The next day, Mo Xiaoyu went to work full of energy.

During the lunch break, while eating and chatting with Luna, they accidentally talked about the credit card limit. Mo Xiaoyu remembered the black card that An Zhengye gave her, and happened to be carrying it with her, so she took it out and showed it to Luna.

"Do you see how much limit this card has?" She asked curiously.

Luna took the card casually, saw the style of the black card clearly, and almost lost her grip with a trembling hand.

"My husband gave it to me." Mo Xiaoyu replied casually.

The word "husband" is even more fluent.

After all, he yelled at various volumes last night. Mo Xiaoyu's name is now An Zhengye, and it seems more fluent to call her husband.

Didn't notice that Mo Xiaoyu changed her name, Luna's attention was all on the card.

"Do you know what card this is?" Luna held the card very carefully as if holding some fragile object.

"Black card?" The card is black and has no words on it. It should be called a black card, right?
Seeing Mo Xiaoyu's disapproving look, Luna had no choice but to explain the science seriously.

"This is an internationally accepted black card. Unlike the one issued by City A, this card has no upper limit."

After finishing speaking, he respectfully sent it back to Mo Xiaoyu's hand.

Mo Xiaoyu played with it casually, and asked casually: "Is there no upper limit?"

Mo Xiaoyu is a complete layman on this, but she likes to ask if she doesn't understand, "Does that mean I can buy whatever I want?"

"Yes." Luna nodded heavily.

Mo Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows: "Buy the crew?"

"Yes." Luna answered in the affirmative.

Mo Xiaoyu looked at the card seriously, and asked tentatively, "How about buying the street next door?"

"Alright." Luna nodded without hesitation.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help opening his eyes wide.

One must know that the street next door is notoriously bustling in city A, everything on the street is only one word expensive, even mineral water is imported.

"Wow, can this card cost so much?" Mo Xiaoyu looked at this card now, and could no longer treat it as an ordinary bank card.

Ever since he knew its value, Mo Xiaoyu felt a little hot when holding it.

So last night An Zhengye was not joking when he said that he would give her all his money.

Is it really all given to her?
Mo Xiaoyu felt complicated in his heart, moved and a little bit at a loss.

What she holds in her hand is the economic lifeline of City A.

"What did Mr. An give you?" Seeing Mo Xiaoyu in a daze, Luna asked gossipingly, "What did you do?"

"I got paid for it." Mo Xiaoyu replied mechanically with a dull expression.

"It's such a good thing to exchange a few million for a black card." Luna's eyes were full of envy.

"Yeah, I bought it with a few million pocket money. I won't tell you. I'll make a phone call." Mo Xiaoyu came back to his senses, gripped the black card tightly, got up and left.

"Go, go." Luna waved her hand, she was afraid that if she looked at the black card a few more times, she would not be able to resist snatching it.

So tempting, blah blah.

Mo Xiaoyu took out his mobile phone when he reached a corner where no one was around, and made a video call.

An Zhengye quickly picked it up, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with my wife? Did something happen?"