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Chapter 6. You are so good to me!

On this day, An Yan accompanied Moran to the set. When he arrived at the set, he sat on a chair outside and watched Moran change his clothes and walk into the shooting location.

He still has lingering fears when he thinks about the events of the previous few nights. If Moran hadn't followed him at that time, he wouldn't know what would have happened that day.

Fortunately, he was here, An Yan thought happily.

Let’s say that Morang walked into the shooting location. Today is shooting a difficult martial arts scene. He must concentrate fully to avoid accidental injury. Thinking of this, he forced himself not to look at An Yan’s face, but to read the lines seriously.

After the director called "Action", Moran narrowed his eyes and started fighting with the actors in front of him. He had practiced this set of movements for a long time, and he could almost guarantee that there would be no mistakes.

But often the sky does not come true. When performing the next action, due to misjudgment of the location of the scene, Morang stepped on the ground with his back foot, fell straight from the roof of the car, and fell to the ground.

A burst of severe pain spread from his elbow. Moran lay on his side on the ground, and he sat up slowly after a while. People surrounded him and asked him. He shook his head slightly and looked down at his hand. There was blood coming from the wound. Flow out slowly.

An Yan was sitting in the distance, and from a distance, he saw Moran suddenly fell from a height while clapping and clapping. He suddenly widened his eyes, stood up abruptly and rushed towards the shooting site.

"Are you okay?" Running to Mo Lang, An Yan looked at the blood streaming from his elbow, and his heart almost stopped. He hurriedly brought some medical equipment, and first treated the wound urgently.

After carefully stopping the bleeding, An Yan looked up at Mo Lang, and said in a low voice, "Go to the hospital," he turned his head and bowed to the director, and said embarrassedly, "Director, I'll send him off first." Go to the hospital, film the process..."

"I understand, you guys go quickly." The director waved his hand and said immediately.It's not the first time he has encountered this kind of situation in the industry for many years. It's good to shoot other people's parts first.

An Yan took Mo Lang back to the car, and after helping him fasten his seat belt, he quickly started the car and drove to the nearest hospital. For some reason, seeing him injured made him flustered.

Sitting in the co-pilot seat, seeing An Yan's anxious look, Mo Lang felt very comforted in his heart. It seems that his little guy knows to worry about him. Does this mean that he has a place in his heart? up?

Soon he arrived at the hospital. With the help of the nurse, Moran finished bandaging the wound on his hand. The blood-stained clothes looked a little scary. He glanced at the bandage on his right elbow and walked outside slowly.

"How is it?" An Yan went to pay the money and came back, when he saw Morang coming out with bandages on his hands, he hurried up to meet him, walked around Mo Lang, and asked.

"It's okay, don't worry." Mo Lang smiled slightly, raised his left hand and stroked An Yan's hair, since he cared so much about him, it was worth the fall!

Hearing this, An Yan looked up at Mo Lang's eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, as long as he was fine, nothing else mattered, thinking this way, An Yan held Mo Lang's hand, and walked out of the hospital with him .

When he got in the car, Moran fastened his seat belt and said in a low voice, "Go to my house."

An Yan was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't ask why, but quickly started the car and drove forward. Soon the car arrived at the high-end residential area where Morang lived. They passed the gate guard and drove to Building 12.

When they got downstairs, under Mo Lang's instructions, An Yan slowly drove the car into the underground parking lot, then helped Mo Lang unbuckle his seat belt, and helped him get out of the car.

"Let go, I just hurt my hand, it's not that I can't walk by myself." An Yan helped himself all the way, knowing that he had good intentions, so he was embarrassed to say anything, but a big man was being supported, and he could not bear it. I couldn't help but say it all the way.

"Ah! Okay!" An Yan let go of his hands when he heard the words. He and Mo Lang walked into the unit together. The elevator quickly reached the 12th floor. He opened the door and went in. An Yan took off his shoes and sat on the sofa for a while , said: "Are you hungry? I'll go cook."

Mo Lang nodded slightly, watching An Yan walk into the kitchen and start cooking. It would be fine if they lived like this for the rest of their lives, as long as this person was by his side, he didn't care about the rest.

Soon An Yan cooked the rice and brought it to the table. Mo Lang walked over and sniffed his nose, and said with a smile, "It smells so good. Let me try your cooking."

An Yan smiled shyly. He often cooks by himself, so he has learned his skills. It can't be said that it is particularly delicious, but the home-cooked dishes are still good.

Mo Lang took a bite and nodded again and again. Although this is not the best food he has ever eaten, it is the most meaningful one he has ever eaten. I don't know if An Yan would be willing to do this if he knew what he wanted. Give him food.

After eating, An Yan took the initiative to wash all the dishes, and then he sat on the sofa with Mo Lang for a while, and before he knew it, it was already past eight o'clock. An Yan looked at his watch, turned his head and looked down. Said: "It's getting late, I'm going home."

"You don't need to go back," Mo Lang said in a deep voice. He finally mentioned this, and he was still thinking about how to tell him. Thinking of this, he was silent for a moment, and told him everything he had done before. After finishing speaking, he looked at An Yan's surprised expression, pursed his lips and said, "I admit that I made my own decisions, so don't be angry."

An Yan didn't answer, he was still immersed in surprise and couldn't react. After a long time, he asked in a low voice: "Has my house been returned? Then where will I live in the future?"

Mo Lang smiled slightly when he heard the words, what he wanted was his words!He coughed lightly, and said seriously: "I've already made up my mind, you will live in my house from now on, you are my assistant, plus I have a hand injury now, wouldn't it be convenient to live in my house to take care of me? What do you think?"

An Yan was taken aback for a moment, thinking that what he said was so reasonable, he was speechless.After a moment of silence, he said softly: "But this will be very disturbing, right?" He was too embarrassed to live in his house.

"Why? Just take care of me, okay?" Moran said quickly, fearing that the person in front of him would reject him, and all his thoughts would be in vain.

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." An Yan thought for a while, then nodded slightly. The house has already been evicted, and he has no place to go. He has no other choice but to live here first.

"By the way, I asked Lin Chen to pack your things. They are all in my room. You can go and see if there is anything missing. I will ask Lin Chen to go back and get them right away." Suddenly thinking of this, Mo Lang whispered Said.

"Okay," An Yan got up and walked into the room after hearing the words. The room was well furnished, and it seemed that he had put a lot of thought into it. Looking at the layout of the room, a comfortable smile appeared on the corner of his lips unconsciously. After watching for a while, he walked out of the room and said in a low voice, "No less, thank you, but are there any other rooms?"

Moran shook his head. He deliberately didn't clean up one more room, just to sleep on the same bed with him, so how could he be allowed to live in another room?Thinking of this, he made an excuse to An Yan, and then pointed to the bathroom and said, "Okay, it's getting late, go take a shower first, and go to bed early after washing, I'm going to the company tomorrow .”

"Should I go?" An Yan asked subconsciously.

"Of course, you are my assistant, little confused." Moran stretched out his left hand to hook the tip of An Yan's nose, and said with a smile.He really likes this little guy more and more, so much that he can't help it!

An Yan pursed his lips, then got up to take a shower, took his own clothes, he walked into the bathroom, the warm water was very comfortable on his body, he took a quick shower, put on his clothes, and then walked outside.

Mo Lang was chatting with Chu Han when he suddenly heard the sound of the bathroom door being opened. He turned his head and saw An Yan standing at the door, looking at him with his slightly wet hair on his head. Very cute.

Moran didn't speak, and waited for him to come over, then picked up a towel, and wiped his hair with one hand, after wiping for a while, An Yan took the towel, blushed and said in a low voice, "I'll do it myself. "

Looking at his blushing face, Mo Lang felt as if ten thousand muddy horses were galloping past him. How long would he be a monk?He can't take it anymore, okay?

Since his hand was injured and couldn't touch the water, he didn't take a bath either. Mo Lang walked into the room with An Yan, pointed to the wide bed in the center of the room and said, "Go to sleep."

An Yan looked at the bed, then turned to look at Mo Lang behind him, he was a little confused, sharing the same bed with him, what should he do? He was a little nervous!

Moran didn't notice his little expression, he directly pushed the man to lie down on the bed, then put his left hand on An Yan's body, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

"That... can you take your hand off?" An Yan fell asleep for a while, feeling Morang's arm on his chest, and couldn't help but ask.

"I'm afraid you'll fall." Mo Lang opened his eyes and met An Yan's gaze, and said with a smile.

"I won't fall." An Yan swore, and this bed is so big, it's almost impossible for the two of them to fall off, who rolls around while sleeping?

"Then I'm afraid I'll fall myself." Mo Lang continued to talk nonsense and jokes without changing his face. He finally had such a chance to hug him, how could he let him go so easily?

"Okay then." An Yan didn't know what to say anymore, so he closed his eyes and continued to sleep, and it was the next morning after sleeping like this.

Mo Lang first woke up in one step. He looked at the person who was still asleep in front of him, with a gentle smile on his lips. How many days and nights he had been waiting for, he finally waited for this moment!

After a while, An Yan slowly woke up and turned around. He met Mo Lang's gentle gaze, pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Morning." After speaking, he got up and put on his clothes.

Mo Lang's hands are inconvenient, so An Yan still cooks breakfast. He casually made some porridge and side dishes that are good for wound recovery, and placed them on the table.

Moran leaned against the door of the kitchen, smiling and watching him making breakfast. After waiting for a while, the delicious breakfast was finally cooked. He walked to the table and chairs, sat down, and began to eat.

After eating, An Yan raised his head and looked at Mo Lang. In fact, there was a question he wanted to ask for a long time, but he kept it in his mind and didn't ask it. After a moment of silence, he asked in a low voice: "Why did you ask me to be your assistant? "If he wants to choose an assistant, I believe many people are willing to go, and there are countless people with more experience than him. Why would he leave this opportunity to himself alone?

"Because you are very capable." Mo Lang was stunned for a while, and made up a reason at random. After saying this, his heart was racing, and a voice shouted in his heart.

In fact, my brother has taken a fancy to you!

But he couldn't say it directly.

The author has something to say: Gong Gong is also quite superficial!

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