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

"Well, you hug me too tightly, let me go, I'll sleep on the other side." Mo Xiaoyu patted An Zhengye's arm.

The two slept close together, occupying only one side of the bed.

There is a large space on the other side of the bed, which is enough for two more people to sleep.

While Mo Xiaoyu was talking, he wanted to move An Zhengye's arm away, and An Zhengye had already woken up.

He glanced at the luminous watch on the bedside table, it was three in the morning.

After thinking about Mo Xiaoyu's itinerary for today, An Zhengye suddenly had an idea in his mind.

His mind was moving very fast, and it took only a moment to think about things while watching the time. Before Mo Xiaoyu even moved his arm, An Zhengye had already moved.

He loosened his hand on Mo Xiaoyu's waist slightly, and moved it away in line with her strength.

Mo Xiaoyu was too lazy to get out of bed and walk around to the other side, planning to step over An Zhengye.

"Don't move around," she warned.

"Okay." An Zhengye agreed well, and even cooperated with lying down on his back so that Mo Xiaoyu could turn over
But just when Mo Xiaoyu's body was hanging directly above him, a hand was clasped behind her waist suddenly, and with a little force, Mo Xiaoyu threw himself on An Zhengye's body.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xiaoyu's fall didn't hurt, but he was taken aback.

"I'm afraid you'll fall." An Zhengye's voice was a little innocent.

"Then I really thank you." Mo Xiaoyu gritted his teeth.

This guy can really add to the chaos.

Mo Xiaoyu cursed in his heart, propped himself up with his hands, and was about to turn over again.

But An Zhengye hugged her again, and then the world spun, her and An Zhengye's postures were reversed, and he was supporting his arms on top, while Mo Xiaoyu lay down and looked at him in a daze.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xiaoyu obviously didn't understand the situation.

"What do you think?" An Zhengye asked back, with a hint of a smile in his voice.

Mo Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat, and he had some hunch in his heart, but he couldn't be sure.

"I don't know." She swallowed, trying to push An Zhengye's arm away: "I don't care about you, I'm going to sleep"

An Zhengye's arms seemed to be welded to her sides, and she couldn't push them away at all.
Only then did Mo Xiaoyu feel a little dangerous, so he quickly got down and tried to escape from under his arm.

It's a pity that she realized it was too late, An Zhengye wrapped her arms around her, and had already locked her in his arms. The moment he hugged her, he lowered his head and accurately found her red lips and kissed her passionately.

Mo Xiaoyu's breathing suddenly became chaotic, and he was no match for An Zhengye at all.
After an unknown amount of time, the two slowly separated, An Zhengye rested his chin on Mo Xiaoyu's shoulder and panted softly.

Mo Xiaoyu's ears are red
At this time, An Zhengye's eyes had adapted to the darkness, and he could see things a little bit clearly.

He raised his arms slightly and looked at Mo Xiaoyu in his arms.

Her expression was a little hazy, and her eyes were a little watery.

An Zhengye stretched out his hand to caress her face, just as he imagined, it was slightly hot.

Mo Xiaoyu's entire face must have turned crimson at this time.

Although An Zhengye wanted to watch it, he was afraid that the coward would be scared away.

Gently stroked her face a few times, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Xiao Yu, you...?"

Mo Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, his heart beat like a drum, he didn't dare to look at him again, and quickly closed his eyes.

Only the arm around An Zhengye's neck tightened.

An Zhengye chuckled, and knew Mo Xiaoyu's answer without listening.

He lowered his head to kiss Mo Xiaoyu's lips.

Mo Xiaoyu undoubtedly slid his hands into An Zhengye's hair. His hair was a bit stiff and short, and when it passed between his fingers, it felt tingly and numb.

An Zhengye's kiss gradually deepened, and when Mo Xiaoyu couldn't breathe, he let her go. When Mo Xiaoyu took a breath, he lightly bit her lower lip and said dotingly: "Little idiot, kissed her so Many times, I still can't breathe through my nose."

"You're stupid, I..." Mo Xiaoyu woke up for a moment, and just about to argue, An Zhengye sealed her lips, blocking her words in her throat.

An Zhengye let her go after kissing her for a while, but Mo Xiaoyu didn't say anything to refute her, because An Zhengye's kiss was slowly moving down...

His kisses seemed to carry magic.

Mo Xiaoyu's remaining calm disappeared in an instant.

An Zhengye's calmness had long since disappeared.

Until the sky is bright.

An Zhengye hugged Mo Xiaoyu, with his big hands wrapped around Mo Xiaoyu's hair.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't keep her eyes open, but she felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

She raised her head and kissed An Zhengye's chin, then rubbed it again, and said coquettishly, "I'm so sleepy."

An Zhengye's heart warmed, and he enjoyed Mo Xiaoyu's closeness.He lowered his head and kissed her soft lips: "Sleep."

"En." Mo Xiaoyu felt relieved, and gradually closed his eyes.

In a haze, she felt that she was being held in someone's arms, surrounded by a familiar atmosphere. Mo Xiaoyu completely relaxed and fell asleep.

When she woke up again, the people around her were gone.

The room was dark and quiet. If it wasn't for the luminous watch on the bedside table showing the time, Mo Xiaoyu would have thought it was night.

"It's already 10:30!" Mo Xiaoyu exclaimed, she still has a commercial to shoot at one o'clock in the afternoon.

I originally planned to read the script in the morning, but I didn't expect to sleep through the whole morning.

It's really beautiful!

Mo Xiaoyu wailed in his heart, and hurried to the bathroom to wash up.
Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a little hot on his face, but he was a little hot in his heart. He always took good care of her.

The things she needed were neatly placed in front of the sink, Mo Xiaoyu snorted softly, but couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth, humming a song and brushing her teeth.

When she finished washing and getting dressed, and walked downstairs, An Zhengye had just come out of the dining room. Seeing her coming down, he smiled and said, "The food is just right. I was about to call you, so you came down."

Mo Xiaoyu let out a "hmm", deliberately showing An Zhengye's face.

But he didn't know that her stare was not intimidating at all, it was soft, as if she was winking.

Mo Xiaoyu would be pissed off if he knew that her sharp eyes were interpreted as winks.

An Zhengye had already walked into the restaurant holding her hand.

Sitting on the chair, Mo Xiaoyu stretched out one hand to support his chin, and leaned lazily against the table, with a slightly lazy expression on his face, as if he hadn't woken up.

It's true that Mo Xiaoyu didn't get enough sleep. He woke up twice last night and even did some exercise. Although he went back to sleep again, his energy was somewhat weak.

Just about to lie down on the dining table, An Zhengye held his chin: "It's cold on the table."

Mo Xiaoyu straightened up, pursed his mouth unhappily: "I'm still sleepy."

After finishing speaking, he glared at him: "It's all your fault."

Seeing her sleepy look, An Zhengye also felt a little distressed: "It's all my fault."

He stepped forward and put his hand on her waist with neither light nor heavy strength, which was very comfortable.

Mo Xiaoyu's tense body instantly relaxed a little, and he sighed comfortably.

After pinching her for 5 minutes, worried that the food would be cold, An Zhengye let go of his hand: "Eat first, I'll give you a massage later."

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu was feeling much better now, and happened to be hungry too.

An Zhengye served her soup and rice, and Mo Xiaoyu just moved his chopsticks to put the food in his mouth, and An Zhengye took over all the work of adding food.

After dinner, the two went for a walk in the courtyard as usual.

The yard has made special wind-shielding facilities, so you don't feel cold when you walk in it.

As punishment, An Zhengye was in charge of reading the script to Mo Xiaoyu when she was taking a walk.

Fortunately, there are no shameful lines in the commercial, otherwise An Zhengye might not be able to read it.

However, it was also the first time for him to do such an unruly thing. Reading while walking was something he would never do.

But in order to make Mo Xiaoyu happy, An Zhengye did it even if he didn't like it anymore.

Fortunately, the script is not long, and I finished reading it after walking around.

Mo Xiaoyu took back the script from An Zhengye and prepared to recite his lines.

But An Zhengye stopped him: "Walking and reading hurts your eyes, and you can recite it when you go home."

Seeing his insistence, Mo Xiaoyu muttered: "Trouble." He obediently went home with him.

The housekeeper was not at home, so Mo Xiaoyu laid down on the sofa in the living room boldly, ordered An Zhengye to give her a massage, and held up a script to recite his lines.

An Zhengye worked hard and pressed Mo Xiaoyu all over his body.

Mo Xiaoyu was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep.

Maintain the remaining willpower to memorize the lines.

In the end, I couldn't bear the drowsiness and fell asleep on the sofa.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't wake up until Luna called.

When he picked up the phone, his voice was still a little tired: "Hello? Are you here? Wait for me for 5 minutes, I'll be out right away."

A blanket slipped off her body as she got up.

Just as he was about to pick it up, a big hand stretched out from the side and picked up the blanket.

"Are you awake?" An Zhengye put down the blanket and rubbed Mo Xiaoyu's head.

"Yeah." Mo Xiaoyu yawned, rubbed his eyes, and walked towards the door: "Sister Luna is here, I have to go."

An Zhengye picked up Mo Xiaoyu's down jacket and helped her put it on: "Take your time, I'll take you to the door."

"Okay." Mo Xiaoyu nodded, as soon as she stretched out her hand, An Zhengye put her coat on, and as soon as she lifted her feet, he put her shoes on, and she didn't feel tired at all.

When the door was pushed open, Mo Xiaoyu was suddenly sobered by the cold wind, and remembered: "My script is still on the sofa."

"Take it." An Zhengye shook the women's bag in his hand.

Mo Xiaoyu took the bag and took a look. An Zhengye packed a lot of her things in it.

"Honey, you're so kind." Mo Xiaoyu smiled brightly at An Zhengye, and Mo Xiaoyu took the initiative to hug An Zhengye.

Seeing the door of the villa open, when Luna was about to get out of the car to pick up someone, she saw two people embracing each other.

"That's enough." Luna covered her eyes, she didn't want to eat dog food anymore after lunch.

An Zhengye had already seen the nanny car, patted Mo Xiaoyu on the back, and said softly, "Your manager is waiting for you."

"I really don't want to go to work." Mo Xiaoyu rubbed against his arms and said reluctantly.

An Zhengye's heart softened: "Then I won't go, I will support you."

"That's not okay, I still have to earn pocket money for you." Mo Xiaoyu straightened up immediately, and quickly withdrew from An Zhengye's embrace.

Kissing An Zhengye's mouth on tiptoe, Mo Xiaoyu said mischievously, "I'm off to work, so you'll be in charge of being beautiful."

An Zhengye couldn't help being taken aback when he heard what she said. Isn't this sentence the opposite?
He should be responsible for making money to support the family, and the little woman should be responsible for her beauty, right?