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

As soon as An Zhengye toasted, everyone raised their glasses with him, and then said: "Okay, cheers."

Everyone drank the wine in their glasses.

With An Zhengye's words, Mo Yuan and An's father, as the parents, raised their wine glasses and spoke respectively.

The matter just now was diverted like this.

Mo Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief when everyone's attention was diverted.

You can also let go of eating.

When eating, he didn't forget to please An Zhengye, he served him vegetables and soup.

An Zhengye's complexion improved visibly to the naked eye, and after eating, it was more like taking care of Mo Xiaoyu as usual at home, the kind of care without subtext.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't know whether it was because of his good coaxing skills or An Zhengye's good temper, anyway, Mo Xiaoyu felt a lot easier after he succeeded in coaxing people.

After the meal, Mo Xiaoyu and An Zhengye went for a walk in the yard to digest food. Mo Beidou was going to follow, but Xiao Li dragged him into the kitchen.

As soon as the two of them left, Xiao Li patted Mo Beidou on the back of the head and taught, "Xiao Yu and Zheng Ye are going for a walk, what are you doing with a light bulb?"

"It's dark outside." Mo Beidou shivered.

Xiao Li said angrily and amusedly: "There are street lights in the yard, so you don't need to shine brightly. Hurry up and wash the dishes."

"Mother-in-law, don't use him, someone will clean up tomorrow, let's play cards." An's mother laughed.

Only then did Xiao Li let Mo Beidou go: "I'll show you a joke."

"It's okay." Mother An didn't mind, and went arm in arm with Xiao Li to play cards in the living room.

Two mothers play cards with two fathers, and there is one more person in the movie of four people.

Mo Beidou once again raised his arms to hug his lonely self.

The snow that had been falling all day stopped after ten o'clock at night.

There was a thick layer of snow in the yard.

Mo Xiaoyu and An Zhengye walked on the path cleared by the servants.

Mo Xiaoyu wanted to laugh when his boots creaked on the snow.

After walking for a while, she found something interesting.

After the snow was cleared, it piled up on both sides of the path, and Mo Xiaoyu could touch it as soon as he stretched out his hand.

As a result, a thin layer of snow mist will be raised, which is especially beautiful under the street lamps.

An Zhengye held Mo Xiaoyu's hand and put it in his pocket, while the other arm stretched straight out to lift the snowdrift.

The gloves she wore were very thick, so she wasn't afraid of freezing hands, so An Zhengye let her play with her and looked at her dotingly.

Mo Xiaoyu was playing, a cunning flashed in his big nimble eyes.

She pretended to be nonchalant and approached the snowdrift, as if observing the snow at close range, but actually secretly dug a ball of snow and hid it in the palm of her hand.

"Snowdrifts are nothing fun, let's walk over there." Mo Xiaoyu raised his chin and nodded, deliberately pointing in the opposite direction to divert his attention.

An Zhengye knew that she wanted to play tricks, and every time she did something bad, she couldn't hide her expression.

The eyes became particularly bright, and the corners of the mouth raised uncontrollably.

What's more, An Zhengye had already seen the covert actions she thought she was doing.

And she didn't dare to raise her hand because she was worried about revealing her secrets, which exposed the fact that she had tricks in her hands.

"Okay." An Zhengye suppressed his smile and walked to the other side following her wishes.

However, his eyes glanced at the ground calmly.

Sure enough, the moment he turned his head, Mo Xiaoyu stretched out her tricky little hand.

An Zhengye immediately turned around to avoid her attack. Seeing this, Mo Xiaoyu didn't care to hide. There was still a little snow in his hand, and he was about to stuff it into An Zhengye's collar.

It's a pity that the enemy is strong and we are weak.

Taking advantage of his height, An Zhengye easily raised her wrist and swung it upward at the same time.

All the snow in Mo Xiaoyu's hands fell into the air.

The fine snow fluttered in the air, as if it was snowing just for the two of them.

Under the ambiguous light, it is even more crystal clear.

"It's like it's really snowing, so beautiful."

Mo Xiaoyu was attracted by the beautiful scenery and couldn't help looking up.

A few tiny snowflakes fell on her face, it was cool and refreshing, and Mo Xiaoyu immediately laughed.

The light not only illuminated the snowflakes, but also illuminated Mo Xiaoyu's face.

With her smile, her eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, casting two shallow shadows on her face, making her eye contours look more three-dimensional, and the bridge of her nose was slightly wrinkled due to the coolness, rosy The full lips draw a heart-warming arc.

The light yellow light seemed to coat her face with a layer of golden light, dazzling and moving.

Such a bright and attractive appearance made An Zhengye's possessiveness faintly haunted.

He suddenly wanted to hide what she wanted so that no one could see it.

But he can't, Mo Xiaoyu is not his property, she is a person with thoughts and dreams.

While being his wife, she is also an actor with dreams.

How could An Zhengye be willing to break her wings because of his possessiveness?
He would rather see her flying high, and more want to see her carefree smile.

Even though this smile will be seen by more people, there is always his shadow in this smile.

Why not do it?

In just a short moment, An Zhengye thought a lot.

Before Mo Xiaoyu smiled, he said "It's really beautiful", then he lowered his head, cupped her small face, and kissed the corner of her raised mouth.

"You..." Mo Xiaoyu was slightly stunned, just as he uttered a word, An Zhengye turned his head slightly and swallowed the rest of her words.

The snowflakes stopped floating a long time ago, but this kiss never stopped.

It wasn't until Mo Xiaoyu couldn't breathe that An Zhengye let go of her slowly.

With his forehead resting on her forehead, An Zhengye looked down at her with her eyes closed, exhaling softly.

A small breath diffused between the two of them, and white mist rose between them. After a while, Mo Xiaoyu's curled eyelashes were covered with water vapor, as if he had cried.

When the white mist dissipated, Mo Xiaoyu came back to his senses, and said coquettishly, "You sneak attack."

"You don't like it?" An Zhengye deliberately lowered his voice.

He knew that Mo Xiaoyu liked hearing his voice the most, and sure enough Mo Xiaoyu's cheeks flushed slightly.

"Ghosts like it." Mo Xiaoyu said angrily, and gave him a glare.

This look was so delicate and pretty, full of coquettish taste, without any momentum.

An Zhengye chuckled, moved her fingertips, wiped off the moisture from her eyelashes with her thumb, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to see the snow?"

"Yes." The snow just now was too short, and she hasn't seen enough.

"Okay." An Zhengye straightened her collar before walking towards the snowdrift.

He picked up a handful of pure white snow and flung it into the air.

The fine white snow fluttered suddenly, just as a gust of wind passed by, bringing the snowflakes higher, as if it had really snowed.

"It's so beautiful." Mo Xiaoyu clapped his hands happily.

An Zhengye had already walked back to her, looked at her smiling face, and whispered in her ear: "It's such a beautiful scene, don't let it down."

"What?" Before Mo Xiaoyu understood what it meant, An Zhengye sealed his lips again.

Being attacked again, Mo Xiaoyu's eyes widened in disbelief.

Facing An Zhengye's dark and deep eyes, he was staring into her eyes, as if looking at the beautiful scenery through her pupils.

But Mo Xiaoyu only saw his own reflection in his eyes.

His eyes were too hot, Mo Xiaoyu closed his eyes shyly.

The moment he closed his eyes, there seemed to be a chuckle in his ear.

Before she could tell, she was drawn into the love net again by An Zhengye's passionate kiss.

After that, there were two more snowfalls, and Mo Xiaoyu's ears turned red from the cold, so someone stopped the artificial snowfall.

When the two returned to the house, the countdown was about to begin, and Mo Beidou was about to go to the yard to call them.

Seeing the two of them enter the door, he quickly put on his slippers and asked concerned: "Is it cold outside? Why did you stay so long?"

Mo Xiaoyu blushed and said nothing.

An Zhengye took the initiative to bend down to put on her slippers, and she straightened her legs and waited.

Mo Beidou was stunned, he really couldn't see that his sister's family status was so high.

After An Zhengye finished putting on his shoes, he replied to Mo Beidou's words.

"It's not cold, I ate too much at night, so I walked a little longer."

"Oh." There was nothing wrong with the answer, and Mo Beidou didn't think much about it.

But Mo Beidou was suspicious of the words not cold, Mo Xiaoyu's face turned red from the cold, and his lips were even a little swollen.

He thought so, and asked when he walked to the living room.

"Isn't it cold? Why is Xiao Yu's mouth red from the cold?"

As soon as these words came out, the people in the living room who were waiting for the countdown all looked over in unison.

After being swept away by everyone's eyes, Mo Xiaoyu felt so guilty: "I accidentally bit my mouth." After saying that, he regretted it.

Mo Beidou didn't understand, but it didn't mean that the parents didn't understand. They showed a tacit expression to each other, with teasing eyes, and said "oh" together, full of jokes.

"Why did you bite? Does it hurt when it's so swollen?" Mo Beidou was still there expressing his concern.

Mo Xiaoyu blushed even more, hid behind An Zhengye, and glared at Mo Beidou: "You are the only one who has trouble."

"I care about you." Mo Beidou scratched his head innocently, not knowing which words would offend Mo Xiaoyu again.

Mo Xiaoyu slammed, buried his head on An Zhengye's back, and squeezed An Zhengye's waist angrily.

As a result, the flesh on his body was hard. He didn't know if it hurt when she pinched it, but her hand hurt first.

Immediately patted him on the back to vent his anger.

The parents immediately changed the object of teasing to An Zhengye.

But An Zhengye's expression didn't change the whole time. He was always calm and calm. He pinched her little hand with his backhand and said unhurriedly, "The countdown is about to begin."

The parents didn't see anything unusual on his face, curled their lips in boredom, and then turned their eyes back to look at the TV.

Mo Beidou was still determined to care, but An Zhengye glanced coldly at him, and immediately took a step back in embarrassment, and returned to sit on the sofa honestly.

"Okay, no one is paying attention to you anymore." An Zhengye turned his head and said softly.

"Really?" Mo Xiaoyu poked his head out from behind him, and was relieved to see that no one was looking in her direction.

He boldly came out from behind An Zhengye, his face was still flushed, An Zhengye led her towards the sofa, while Mo Xiaoyu was still shy and sat on the side seat.

An Zhengye was dying of laughter, his wife was as thin-skinned as ever.

It's so cute, I want to... ahem.

Mo Xiaoyu had just sat down when the host on the TV started counting down.