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

The two continued to visit the supermarket, but unexpectedly, Mo Xiaoyu was recognized by passers-by one after another. Although Mo Xiaoyu denied it, it still attracted a large wave of onlookers, and more and more people surrounded him. Mo Xiaoyu suspected that People from the whole supermarket rushed over, all of them took pictures with their mobile phones, and some asked for autographs.

Luna threw down the shopping cart without hesitation, and ran to a place with few people while protecting Mo Xiaoyu.

Of course the onlookers followed, and then a few staff members appeared to separate the crowd and help the two escape from the escape route.

After finally coming out of the supermarket in a panic, Mo Xiaoyu and Luna both sweated out in the winter, and only then did they feel like they were alive after a catastrophe.

Mo Xiaoyu and Luna looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Taking a breath, Mo Xiaoyu thanked the staff: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, it's Mr. An's order." The staff member smiled and sent the two of them to the car very considerately before leaving.

Mo Xiaoyu sat in the car in a daze: "What does he mean?"

"Boss An told him to save us." Luna repeated.

Mo Xiaoyu blinked, and immediately took out his cell phone, wanting to call An Zhengye.

It just so happened that An Zhengye called, and Mo Xiaoyu quickly answered, "Hello?"

"Out."

"Hmm." Mo Xiaoyu asked curiously, "How do you know I'm in the supermarket?"

Could it be due to the diamond bracelet?

Unexpectedly, An Zhengye gave an unexpected answer: "Look at Weibo."

"Weibo?" Mo Xiaoyu was a little surprised.

At this time, Luna has already called up the Weibo interface.

It turned out that Mo Xiaoyu was on the trending searches in such a short time.

It turned out that her little fan, although she didn't show off everywhere in the supermarket, she excitedly posted on Weibo and took a group photo as soon as she left.

People who go to the supermarket and look at their mobile phones will naturally see Weibo, and one by one, it will spread.

"The Concubine Queen" is still on the air, she is in the limelight now, even if she is not a fan of her, she is curious and willing to watch celebrities.

Therefore, everyone in the supermarket took action, and the search for Mo Xiaoyu was soon aroused in the supermarket.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't know at all, if he knew, at least he could change into clothes, and the target was smaller.

She just went shopping in the supermarket wearing the same clothes as in the photo, and anyone who was not blind could recognize her.

There was also a small video of her and Luna running away posted by the onlookers on the trending search.

"Careless." Mo Xiaoyu wailed.

An Zhengye chuckled on the other end of the phone: "It seems that your popularity is not bad."

"Maybe there are only a few who really know me." Mo Xiaoyu said weakly, "I think everyone else is here to watch the fun."

An Zhengye laughed and said in a low voice, "Honey, don't underestimate yourself."

"Yeah." Mo Xiaoyu smiled: "I won't talk to you yet, I'm going home first."

"Okay, I'll go back early tonight."

After saying goodbye to each other, the two hung up the phone.

Luna made an expression of being full of dog food.

Mo Xiaoyu stuck out his tongue at her, then sighed.

The supermarket seems to be out of reach.

"Please take me home." Mo Xiaoyu said exhausted physically and mentally.

"Don't sell ingredients anymore?" Luna asked while starting the car.

"No, I'm too lazy to move, let the housekeeper buy it for me." Mo Xiaoyu was covered in sweat, and was a little sluggish at the moment.

"Yeah." Luna nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

She is also sweating now, and fully understands Mo Xiaoyu's mood.

Both of them didn't have the strength to go shopping in the supermarket, so they decided to go home immediately.

After half an hour, they arrived at the gate of Anjia Villa.

"Come to my house to take a bath, rest for a while before leaving." Mo Xiaoyu sent out an invitation.

"No, I'll go home directly." Luna shook her head and refused.

She was a little afraid of meeting Mr. An,
"Okay then, we'll see you next year." Mo Xiaoyu didn't force it.

"See you in the next year." As soon as these three words came out, Luna suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

She wasn't used to not being able to see Mo Xiaoyu for several days.

Seeing Luna's reddish eyes, Mo Xiaoyu was also a little bit reluctant, and quickly comforted him: "Okay, we can meet on the eighth day of the lunar new year."

During the Chinese New Year, Mo Xiaoyu had ten days off, and on the eighth day of the lunar new year, there was a commercial shooting, which was considered to be the official start of work.

There is another endorsement filming in a few days, and she is ready to join the group.

Thinking of the upcoming filming, Mo Xiaoyu suddenly felt no regrets.

Seeing Miss Luna means working...

Luna originally wanted to give Mo Xiaoyu a parting hug, but Mo Xiaoyu opened the car door mercilessly: "Goodbye."

The originally sentimental emotions were poured with cold water, and Luna's raised arms looked a little embarrassed.

"Do you want to leave without hugging one?"

"What kind of hug do two women have? Haven't you heard of it?" After Mo Xiaoyu finished speaking, he left Luna with a cold back, stepped on his sneakers and walked into the villa.

Luna: "..."

The ability of her own artist to talk nonsense is getting stronger and stronger, but she is unable to refute it.

in the villa.

Mo Xiaoyu handed the recipe to the housekeeper and went upstairs to take a shower.

After taking a shower, I went downstairs refreshed. The super efficient housekeeper had already prepared all the ingredients.

"Young Madam, do you need help?" the butler asked politely.

"No need for now, thank you." Mo Xiaoyu was going to do it himself, but he refused the kindness of the housekeeper and the chef, and worked alone in the kitchen.

She still has some experience in cooking, but she cooks less.

In the past at Mo's house, Xiao Li didn't need her to cook, but now at An's house, An Zhengye doesn't allow her to cook.

Mo Xiao's knife skills are a little rusty, and the vegetables he cuts out are big and small, and they don't look good.

When cutting the ribs, he couldn't use his strength, so Mo Xiaoyu almost threw the kitchen knife flying out.

The housekeeper who still heard the movement rushed over and stopped Mo Xiaoyu from practicing Xiao Mo's flying knife.

"Young Madam, let me do it," said the housekeeper.

The young lady is not chopping vegetables, she is clearly dismantling the kitchen.

Mo Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed: "Then I will trouble you to cut the ribs for me."

The butler nodded in feeling, and moved the cutting board to the other side of the kitchen to cut the ribs.

Mo Xiaoyu blinked, what was the housekeeper doing so far away from her?
Could it be that he has a unique skill in chopping ribs that cannot be passed on?

Mo Xiaoyu took a few curious glances, and found that the butler's sword skills were sharp, and the ribs, which were disobedient under her hands just now, were subdued obediently.

Mo Xiaoyu's desire to chop vegetables was aroused, and he turned to look for other kitchen knives, but was stopped by the chef who also heard the noise: "Young Madam, how can you do this kind of work, let me chop vegetables. "

After finishing speaking, before Mo Xiaoyu could stop him, he quickly processed the ingredients.

Mo Xiaoyu watched the chef cut all kinds of vegetables neatly, and then looked at the potato shreds she had just cut into various shapes, and silently stood aside, leaving the stage to them.

Can't chop vegetables, Mo Xiaoyu is going to do other things.

But as soon as she made a move, she was stopped by the housekeeper or the chef.

In the end, the chef cooked the soup, and the steward cooked the dishes. Mo Xiaoyu could only pass the seasonings to adjust the taste.

The chef also praised her: "You are so talented in making soup, this seasoning is so well adjusted."

"Young Madam sprinkled the salt just right, not too much and not too little." The housekeeper also boasted.

Mo Xiaoyu: "..."

I didn't expect you to be such housekeepers and cooks.

Forget it, she went to cook rice.

Now no one is arguing with her. Cooking rice only needs to wash the rice, put it in the rice cooker, and press a button.

When An Zhengye came home, he was greeted with a table full of dishes and a big pot of rice.

"Young master, you are back. Today's dinner is specially prepared for you by the young lady." The housekeeper said with a smile.

Mo Xiaoyu glanced at the butler, and he didn't feel guilty when he said that.

"It's really rich." Surprise flashed in An Zhengye's eyes, and he said with a smile, "Thank you, wife."

"It's not hard." Mo Xiaoyu waved his hand.

An Zhengye thought she was being modest, but she wasn't. She really didn't work hard. A table of dishes... except for the seasoning, had nothing to do with her.

An Zhengye took a bite of the dish and praised, "It tastes good."

"Hey." Mo Xiaoyu smiled inexplicably, and brought a bowl full of rice to An Zhengye's hand: "Have a meal."

I don't know why Mo Xiaoyu seemed to be looking forward to his meal, but An Zhengye brought it to his mouth for some reason, chewing carefully.

"Is it delicious?" Mo Xiaoyu looked at him expectantly with bright eyes.

"Delicious." The rice is chewy and tastes really good.

"As long as you like it, come and eat more." Mo Xiaoyu deliberately picked up a chopstick of rice, and warmly brought it to An Zhengye's mouth.

An Zhengye raised his eyebrows and stuttered.

Seeing the swallowing, Mo Xiaoyu asked again: "Is it delicious?"

"...Delicious." A little choked.

"Then eat again..." Mo Xiaoyu said and wanted to feed him.

"I'll have a sip of soup." An Zhengye quickly put his head down and tasted the soup.

Mo Xiaoyu curled his lips, and when he finished drinking the soup, he asked again: "Would you like some food?"

"..." An Zhengye was a little speechless.

There is a big table of dishes in love, and his wife is not going to give him to eat, and wants him to have a full meal.

Is this some new form of punishment?

But meeting Mo Xiaoyu's eyes, something flashed through An Zhengye's mind, and he suddenly understood.

"You made only the rice?" He asked tentatively.

Sure enough, Mo Xiaoyu's face collapsed: "Yes."

She wanted to cook, but the housekeeper and chef refused to let her.

Mo Xiaoyu pursed his lips and complained aggrievedly. An Zhengye wanted to laugh for some reason after hearing this, but his experience told him not to laugh, otherwise it would be another room allocation warning.

"In the future, if you want to cook, I will accompany you." An Zhengye comforted.

"Yeah." Mo Xiaoyu felt better now.

"Don't be upset, although you didn't fry the dishes, but you adjusted the taste, right?"

"It's me." Mo Xiaoyu nodded.

An Zhengye took a bite of the dish and put it in his mouth: "The taste is amazing."

"Really?" Mo Xiaoyu was happy, so he picked up a dish and tasted it.

After eating, his eyes brightened: "It tastes really good."

It seems that she has a great talent for seasoning.

"Taste is the soul of a dish." An Zhengye said solemnly.