【Mo Mao】Best Actor

Seeing Mo Yu's message, Mu Xuanying didn't take it seriously, and only thought that the Great God Mo was showing his sense of humor again.After all, the other party has a lot of criminal records, so just listen to such things as treating you to dinner.If it was true, I would probably hear from the other party, "Haha, why are you so easy to deceive!"

So after Mu Xuanying was happy about Mo Yu winning the award, she still concentrated on filming his urban romantic drama. After all, work came first, and he cherished the opportunity to act.

The days flew by unknowingly, and when his role ended, nearly a month had passed since the Golden Rose Awards Ceremony.

Among several main actors, he was the first to finish filming.On the day of the finale, Ye Zhuer presented him with a large bouquet of perfumed lilies on behalf of the entire crew.

In the tropics, the flowers grow thick and lush like trees, Mu Xuanying took out a branch from the bunch of flowers, and returned the rest to Ye Zhuer, saying that it was to help her celebrate the completion of greening in advance.

Ye Zhu'er was very dissatisfied with his behavior that the wool came out of the sheep. Taking advantage of the fact that she had no scenes to shoot that day, she dragged Mu Xuanying to the largest seafood market in K City, saying that she would slaughter him severely.

Two young artists, armed with sunglasses and masks, moved suspiciously between the bustling seafood stalls.

"I'm going to die..." Wearing a mask on a hot day, Ye Zhuer felt that she was about to suffer from heat stroke.

Mu Xuanying wiped the sweat from her forehead: "How about it, have you chosen?"

"It's almost there," Ye Zhu'er pointed to a few things, and told him to pay the bill, "Hey, don't you want to buy something to take back?"

Mu Xuanying thinks about it too, it's rare to come here, just in time to buy some special products to send back to friends.

Just after the two boxes of seafood were loaded into the car, Ye Zhuer saw a promotional banner at the fruit market nearby: "Go and buy some more mangoes, the fruits here are super sweet."

"Okay."

After the fruit was also loaded into the car, Mu Xuanying realized that she had bought too much, and how to bring it home was a problem.

Ye Zhu'er hurriedly peeled the mango, not caring about her idol image: "Leave it to me, I'll eat it for you, I promise not to waste it."

"Oh... so you have this plan," Mu Xuanying handed over a tissue, "No wonder you urged me to buy so many."

"Just kidding," Ye Zhu'er wiped her mouth, "you can just check it in, someone must pick you up at the airport, let him carry it for you."

Mu Xuanying hummed and didn't say any more.

He didn't intend to contact the company to send a car to pick him up. He thought it would be convenient to take a taxi after getting off the plane, so why let someone else make a special trip.Unexpectedly, as soon as he pushed the luggage cart to the exit, he saw Tang Ying standing outside waving at him.

Mu Xuanying was taken aback for a moment, but then realized that Tang Ying, as his manager, knew his schedule as a matter of course.

Tang Ying helped him put his luggage into the trunk: "There are so many things."

Mu Xuanying pointed to the cardboard box with a mango pattern painted on the outside: "That one is for you."

Tang Ying smiled: "Thank you."

Mu Xuanying got into the co-pilot, put on her seat belt, and was about to speak when she noticed something unusual.

He looked carefully, Tang Ying's hair was always neatly combed, but today it was a little disheveled, the shirt was not as neat as usual, the corners of the collar were stunned, and the material was wrinkled, looking down and out.

"Brother Ying, did something happen to you?"

A prudent person like Tang Ying shouldn't go out like this.

Tang Ying held the steering wheel with one hand, touched the pocket of his trousers with the other hand, touched the cigarette case, took out half of it and put it back: "... Forget it." He glanced at Mu Xuanying, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "The company It's a bit of a problem, not a big one, and has nothing to do with you. Don't worry, it's very smooth."

Mu Xuanying pursed her lips: "Really?"

"It's not steamed, it's boiled," Tang Ying said angrily on purpose, "It's not your business, so don't worry about it. Go back and have a good sleep, and report in the morning the day after tomorrow."

The car drove into Lanhai Apartment and drove all the way to the downstairs where Mu Xuanying lived.

Tang Ying got out of the car and opened the trunk: "I'll take you up."

"No need," Mu Xuanying went out to get the luggage, "I can handle it, you are busy with your work."

Tang Ying tapped the ground, but did not insist: "Okay, call me if you need anything."

He sat back in the car, and quickly lowered the window: "I just said something was missing. What about Mo Caiwei, who didn't come back with you? How can there be an assistant who doesn't follow the artist closely, and criticize her later."

"The show is over, it's nothing important, I asked her to come back early," Mu Xuanying quickly explained, "She's been working hard these days, her face has turned red, don't blame her."

Tang Ying looked at him, shook her head and sighed: "You... are just soft-hearted."

After going back and forth twice, I finally moved all the luggage home.He tidied up, and when the clothes and daily necessities were returned to their original places, it was the turn of the special products brought back from K city.Mu Xuanying opened a box and saw that the contents inside were well preserved. He was relieved and looked at the mobile phone on the table.

At this time... He looked up at the ceiling, wondering if anyone was there.

Mu Xuanying pondered for a moment, then sent a message: Are you home now?

After 5 minutes, I received a simple and neat reply: Yes.

Mu Xuanying immediately jumped up from the sofa, picked up the cardboard box, changed her shoes and went out.He went directly to the 19th floor from the fire escape, walked to the door of room 1903 and rang the doorbell.

The door opened, and Mo Yu stood inside, and when he saw him, he laughed, "It's you."

Mu Xuanying nodded, and then seemed to have discovered a new world: "Hey, you are wearing glasses!"

Mo Yu pushed up his glasses: "I'm short-sighted, don't you know?"

Mu Xuanying was still surprised: "Really, I haven't seen you wearing it before..."

Seeing that he was still holding a box in his hand, Mo Yu hugged it over: "...Hey, it's so heavy."

Mu Xuanying looked away from the glasses: "Well, it's for you."

"Hey, you're so polite." Mo Yu teased him, and walked into the house with the cardboard box in his arms. After walking two steps, he turned around and called, "Don't stand at the door, come here."

Mu Xuanying responded, and followed into the living room.

Mo Yu put down the box on the coffee table, reached into the cardboard box and looked through it, finding mangoes, mangosteens, and several packages of vacuum-packed seafood.

After he saw the words on the seafood packaging bag, he couldn't help but laugh.

Spicy dried fish, charcoal-grilled dried fish, original flavored dried fish...

What should this be called, dried fish to give away dried fish?

Mu Xuanying didn't understand why he was smiling. Seeing him dig out the dried fish, Mu Xuanying introduced it with great interest: "This brand is very good, and every flavor is delicious. I don't know which flavor you like, just pick it up every time." Bought everything."

When Mo Yu heard his words, the smile on his lips deepened, and he managed to hold back the smile: "Cough... Thank you, I like it all."

Hearing this, Mu Xuanying smiled: "It's fine if you like it, then I'll go back first."

Before he could turn around, his arm was already grabbed by Mo Yu.

"Wait a moment."

Although Mo Yu held him back, he couldn't tell the reason for holding him for a while, so he had nothing to say: "Did you come back today?"

"Well, just got back."

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Mu Xuanying blinked, a little confused, when will she come back, is it necessary to tell Mo Yu in advance?

"I'll pick you up." Mo Yu continued, with a look of course.

"That's so troublesome to you," Mu Xuanying waved her hand and said with a smile, "I just won the best actor, I must be very busy, besides, someone has already picked me up."

He looked around for the next four weeks, and asked with interest: "By the way, where is the trophy?"

Mo Yu pointed in a direction: "Here."

The wooden combined display cabinet was placed against the wall, and the largest cabinet on the right was filled with foreign wine. Mu Xuanying ran up to take a closer look, only to find that the trophy was placed among the foreign wine.

The Golden Rose Trophy is shaped like a crystal vase with a slender neck. A lifelike golden rose is carved on the top of the bottle, and the number of sessions, awards and winners' names are engraved on the base.

Because of its transparent material, it is easy to confuse it with foreign wine.

Mu Xuanying stared intently at the trophy through the glass cabinet door.He had only seen it on TV before, and it was the first time he had close contact with an entity.

Mo Yu's voice sounded beside him, with a faint smile: "You are so attentive."

Mu Xuanying's gaze remained on the trophy, and she murmured, "This is the best actor's trophy..."

"Want it?"

Mu Xuanying turned her head when she heard the sound, and happened to meet Mo Yu's eyes.

"If you want it, I will send it to you."

Mo Yu said this in a tone as if the Golden Rose Trophy was something insignificant and could be given away casually without blinking an eye.

Mu Xuanying tilted her head to look at him, unsure whether the person in front of her was telling the truth or a lie.But whether it is true or false, it is impossible to accept it.

"No, I will get what I want by myself."

When he said this, his chin lifted slightly, his upper lip was raised, his eyes were shining brightly, showing the arrogance of a young man who refused to admit defeat.

Before his arrogance lasted a second, Mo Yu grabbed the tip of his nose.

Mo Yu pinched his nose, with a wide smile in his eyes: "Not bad, I have ambition."

Mu Xuanying struggled out of Mo Yu's hand and rubbed her nose.

He didn't notice that the other party's actions were too intimate, he just said unwillingly: "I'll show you a movie king later on."

"Okay, okay, I'll wait." Mo Yu couldn't be more perfunctory as if coaxing a child, and clapped his hands, "Young man, you have great potential, I'm optimistic about you."

Mu Xuanying gave him a sideways glance, then rolled her eyes, and laughed: "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, if it's okay, I'll go."

Mo Yu spun around and blocked his way: "Who said it's okay, you came just in time, do me a favor."

The mirrored back panel of the showcase clearly reflected the faces of the two.Just now, Mo Yu glanced over the mirror, noticed the extra glasses on the bridge of his nose, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thinking of the reason for keeping Mu Xuanying.

Hearing the word "help", how could Mu Xuanying say "no".Not to mention that he was already warm-hearted, the one who asked him to help was Mo Yu, the person who had guided him in acting.He accepted the favor and reciprocated it. If he could help Mo Yu, he would be most happy.

Mo Yu asked him to sit on the sofa, and Mu Xuanying sat obediently and waited, wondering what he could do for Mo Yu.

Mo Yu entered the bedroom, and after a while, came over with a silver-gray suitcase, put it flat on the coffee table, and deliberately lowered the volume: "Guess, what's inside?"

Mu Xuanying looked at the box carefully, recalling the experience of watching movies and TV dramas since she was a child, thinking, watching, and suddenly gasped: "Bomb!"

"……puff!"

Mo Yu was overjoyed, and tapped his forehead with his fingers: "What are you thinking about in your head? I'm not a terrorist, so why would there be a bomb?"

Mu Xuanying pressed the back of her hand to her forehead: "It's always played like this in movies. Once a box with this shape appears, there must be a bomb inside, or else—" His eyes lit up, "It's all money!"

Mo Yu: "..."

Mo Yu found that his hands suddenly started to itch, and he had the urge to reach out, pinch the face of the guy in front of him, and knead it hard.

Although it was very interesting to listen to Mu Xuanying's wild guesses, but if he listened to it any longer, he would face the danger of dying from a stomach ache from holding back his laughter.

In order not to die young, he resolutely opened the box to reveal the answer.

Mu Xuanying, who thought she could see a pile of bundled pink hair grandpas, almost dropped her jaw.

Unless the box was opened, he probably wouldn't be able to guess with his brain. It was actually full of glasses.

Tortoiseshell frame, black frame, metal frame, half frame, full frame... There are all kinds of materials and shapes.

Mu Xuanying looked at Mo Yu in surprise. Even if she was really short-sighted and needed glasses, she wouldn't buy so many. Could it be that she has a habit of collecting glasses?

Mo Yu lowered his eyes slightly, put his hands to his face, and slowly took off his glasses.

Mu Xuanying's eyelashes trembled and she was stunned.An extremely ordinary movement, made by Mo Yu, actually felt...

His mind was blank, only two big characters remained: So handsome!

Mo Yu met his slightly stunned eyes, curled his lips, and expressed his purpose: "There is a character wearing glasses who wants me to act, these are all sent by the producer, let me choose a good-looking one from among them." Yes, since you are here, you can help me choose."

Mu Xuanying understood, it turned out to be like this.

He suddenly came to his senses and narrowed his eyes: "...So, you are not nearsighted at all."

The corners of Mo Yu's mouth lightly lifted, watching him not speak.

Seeing his expression, still don't understand, Mu Xuanying twitched her lower lip: "Lied to me again."

Film Emperor Mo admitted without burden: "That's right, I lied to you, what can you do to me?"

Ask him what he can do... What else can he do if the opponent is so cheeky.

Mu Xuanying patted her thigh lightly, sat upright, looked at the pile of glasses intently, and thought: Let me choose, and I will choose the ugliest pair for you.

Since he can't do anything to Mo Yu, it's okay to take revenge a little.

…Shortly thereafter, Mu Xuanying understood a truth.

Even if he picks out the ugliest spectacles, if worn on a perfectly handsome face, it's...

It's too good-looking.

***

"No more choices?" Mo Yu couldn't help asking seeing him not moving for a long time.

"Don't pick any more," Mu Xuanying didn't even look at him, "It's almost the same."

"Then choose this pair," Mo Yu said leaning over, "Help me take it off."

He spoke easily and naturally, and Mu Xuanying didn't think too much. She stretched out her hand and just pinched the frames on both sides, when Mo Yu's eyes blinked suddenly behind the lens, and her eyelashes looked like black feathers, thick and long.

Mu Xuanying's heart skipped a beat, her fingers froze, she felt her face was hot and her legs were hot.

……Um?Why are the legs hot?

He looked down, and at some point, he and Mo Yu had sat next to each other's legs. They were so tightly attached, it was no wonder it wasn't too hot.

The next moment, his hands also started to heat up.

Mo Yu wrapped his hands around his, held his fingers, and took off his glasses little by little.

Without the cover of the lens, Mo Yu's eyes seemed to darken a bit.

Mu Xuanying's finger was still in his hand, and she was staring at him blankly, her eyes were black and white.

Mo Yu felt an inexplicable dry mouth, and Mo Yu's Adam's apple groaned.

"cough……"

Before he could speak, Mu Xuanying on the other side faced him, and suddenly smiled: "As expected of a great god, so amazing!"

Mo Yu was taken aback.

Although being praised for being great is something to be happy about, but I can't understand the reason for praising him at this time.

"Any action you make is like filming an idol drama," Mu Xuanying withdrew her hand and scratched behind her ears, "...I'm about to be brought into the drama." He said convincingly, "The acting skills are really good. "

"...Oh," Mo Yu said dryly, "Thank you for the compliment."

There was a sigh in his heart, and he didn't know whether he was blocked or relieved.

Mu Xuanying thought he was showing off his acting skills, so it just explained his abnormal behavior.

Based on the current level of communication between him and Mu Xuanying, they can be regarded as ordinary friends at best, a little better than casual acquaintances, not even good friends.

So here comes the question, would you hold the hand of an ordinary friend so hard that you don't want to let go?

...unless the finger is made of gold.

Mo Yu glanced at Mu Xuanying's hands casually resting on the sofa cushions. He didn't see anything that looked like it was made of gold. He only felt that his fingers were long and slender, with well-defined knuckles, clean and beautiful, easy to touch at first glance...

...stop!

Mo Yu secretly scolded herself, what are you thinking!Is it because I have received too many interviews recently and didn't have a good rest, or I accidentally drank the drug by mistake, and I actually have thoughts about a male artist.

In the field of vision, Mu Xuanying covered her mouth with her hand, yawned, and said vaguely: "I'm so sleepy..."

The three-hour flight, the one-hour drive, and the moving of things made me really tired.

Mo Yu immediately stood up and made way for her, "Then you can go to sleep."

He didn't feel right after he finished talking, how could he let the guest sleep on the sofa: "Why don't you go to my bed..."

……sleep.

It was a normal sentence at first, but Mo Yu couldn't say it. He always felt that this sentence seemed to have a strange meaning.

Mu Xuanying stood up slowly, rubbing her eyes: "No, I just came back, I haven't showered yet, and my body still smells like the sea."

Mo Yu approached him and sniffed: "No."

"That's not okay," Mu Xuanying insisted, "Don't make your bed dirty."

Seeing the tiredness on his face, Mo Yu couldn't delay him any longer, and sent him to the door: "Go back and sleep more, today... or tomorrow, tomorrow night, I will pick you up."

Mu Xuanying was already standing in the corridor, she turned her head when she heard the sound, "Huh?"

Mo Yu leaned against the door, and said as a matter of course: "It's agreed, I invite you to dinner."

Mu Xuanying's eyes widened: "I thought it was a joke."

"Which room do you live in?"

Mu Xuanying stretched out her index finger and pointed down to the ground.

Mo Yu didn't understand, so he asked again: "What's the room number?"

"1803..." Mu Xuanying trailed off, not understanding why Mo Yu asked, "It's right below you."

"..." Mo Yu held back a smile and said, "Okay, I see, see you tomorrow."

***

The long-legged female model on the side table was facing this way and winking.

Unquenchable Yan understood, leaned back against the back of the chair, assumed a leisurely posture, and returned a meaningful smile.

Seeing him like this, the female model gave another ambiguous look.

Not bad, not bad, according to this progress, within a minute, he can hook up with this long-legged chick.

Unextinguishable Smoke was complacent when the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang suddenly.

When he saw who the caller was, his complacent face immediately collapsed.

The two large characters that appeared on the screen were like the plague god coming——

Mo Yu.

At the critical moment when he was about to get the beautiful woman, this person called, should he answer it or not?

If he accepted it, he might not have the chance to flirt with those long legs again, and if he didn't answer it, that would be even worse.

Beauty is more important or life is more important, this kind of multiple-choice question still needs to hesitate?

As a normal man with a healthy body and mind, Unquenchable Cigarettes of course chooses beautiful women!

……

"Hey..." Buquer Smoke said weakly.

The voice on the other end was quite impatient: "Why is the answer so slow?"

Buqueen Yan looked up at the sky: "Is there something wrong?" Hurry up and hang up if it's nothing, don't hinder me from picking up girls.

The other end cleared his throat: "I heard that you fool around all day..."

"Hey!" Bu Chui Yan sat upright and interrupted hastily, "You're just fooling around, I warn you, I can tolerate you despising my acting skills, but I will never allow you to slander my noble personality!"

He raised his voice unconsciously, and the long-legged female model looked at him strangely.

Buquerting Smoke turned his face away and lowered his voice: "Hey, what's the matter?"

"Heh," Mo Yu laughed so hard that he felt hairy, "Tang Yan, you were very arrogant just now."

"Ha..." Buchuyan laughed dryly, "I accidentally stepped on an electric wire, and my mind is a little confused. You say it is yours."

Mo Yu continued: "It is said that you have been to every restaurant in this city, and you are still enjoying yourself?"

Fumiyan rubbed his chin, and said modestly: "No, I've only been to two or three, and it's not bad. Why, do you want to treat someone to dinner?"

He just asked casually, but he hit the right button, and he hit the spot why Mo Yu was looking for him.

The other end of the phone was silent for a while: "Yes."

Buquerting Smoke almost slipped and dropped the phone, subconsciously asked: "Who is it, a man or a woman?"

Mo Yu's voice sank: "It's none of your business, don't ask questions."

Oh, Unquenchable Smoke became interested: "Brother, I have known you for so many years, and I have never seen you invite me to dinner. I am curious and can't ask?"

"No," Mo Yu said decisively, "You just need to find me a safe and quiet restaurant, and I won't talk about other nonsense."

The corner of Unextinguishable Cigarette's mouth twitched, and he asked for help with a condescending tone. I'm afraid this is the only actor.

"Understood, I'll send you the contact number and address to ensure safety and quietness. The boss is half of the entertainment industry and knows everything, so don't worry."

By the time the call with Unextinguishable Smoke ended, the table next to her was already empty.

The teaspoon stirred the ice cubes in the glass, and Buchumian let out a deep breath thoughtfully.

He didn't regret missing the chance to meet the beautiful woman.Right now, he was only thinking about one question: Mo Yu...who exactly is he going to invite to dinner?

It's really hard not to be curious.

***

In the evening of the next day, Mo Yu went downstairs to knock on the door according to the agreed time.

Mu Xuanying opened the door, and after looking at him, he was about to close the door.

Mo Yu put his arm against the door: "Hey, don't close it, don't close it."

Mu Xuanying let go of her hand, looked at Mo Yu again, a little frustrated: "I'm sorry...give me 5 minutes, and I will change my clothes."

Mo Yu squeezed through the door and looked him up and down: "It's pretty good, why change it?"

It seemed that she had a good rest yesterday. Mu Xuanying was full of vitality, her cheeks were plump and her eyes were black and bright.Wearing a white short-sleeved hoodie and dark jeans, he looks like a freshman who has just entered the university, full of vigor and youthfulness.

When Mo Yu observed Mu Xuanying, Mu Xuanying was also looking at him.

Some people are born to be clothes hangers, with broad shoulders, thin waist and long legs. No matter what clothes they wear, they have the look and feel of going on a fashion show.Even though Mu Xuanying didn't have much idea of ​​men's fashion, she could tell that Mo Yu's shirt and trousers were of high quality, so it wouldn't be awkward to attend a ceremony or dinner.

In contrast...Mu Xuanying looked down at the print of a basketball player dribbling on the chest of the hoodie, it was too casual.

Since he became an artist, he has also attended some occasions that required formal attire.But once out of the spotlight, she feels most comfortable in her everyday clothes.Like what Chen Yue said, he still lacks the consciousness of being an artist.

And the one in front of him...Mu Xuanying glanced at Mo Yu's straight trouser legs, she was quite self-conscious about being a star.

Mo Yu could see his expression clearly, guessing why he was entangled, and felt amused in his heart: Mu Xuanying is really interesting, he is so innocent, and sometimes he cares about some mature details.It's like a small animal in the growing period that has not lost its childishness, and it's like a fruit whose green skin turns red at the end of summer. Looking at it makes people look forward to it, wondering what he will look like in the future.

"What are you changing, the same outfit as me?" Mo Yu approached him and joked, "So, you want to wear couple outfits with me?"

Mu Xuanying stepped back, dumbfounded, as God testified, he had no intention of wearing a couple outfit with Mo Yu at all!

Mo Yu stood where he was, and raised his eyebrows: "There's no need to change, it's just a meal, it's not a date, so there's no need to be too formal."

Everyone said so, and he would feel sorry if he lingered any longer.Mu Xuanying pursed her lower lip and made up her mind: "Well, then let's go."

The elevator came quickly, "Ding——"

Mo Yu turned sideways and let Mu Xuanying go in first.The moment the other's arm brushed against his, Mo Yu suddenly remembered what he said just now, it wasn't a date.

Yes, he doesn't think it counts as a date.

It's not a date... what is it?

Mu Xuanying got into the passenger seat of Mo Yu's car, buckled up her seat belt carefully, and sat upright.Perhaps because of being in a closed space, I always feel a little stuffy.

"Relax," Mo Yu looked at the rearview mirror and reversed the car, "You look like I'm going to sell you."

"Pfft, no one will buy it." Mu Xuanying looked out through the brown car window.

"Oh... that's not necessarily true. Senior Wei Xuan, the lover of the public, there are quite a few people who want to abduct them back home." Mo Yu turned the steering wheel and drove towards the exit of the garage.

Mu Xuanying turned to look at him, her mouth opened wide: "You..."

"I've watched a few episodes," Mo Yu knew what he wanted to say without asking, "I haven't watched all of them."

He glanced to the side, with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "You sing well."

Mo Rongrong has not been willing to change the phone ring until now, and Mo Yu's ears of unrequited love and unrequited love are almost dead.

"Then how is my acting?" Unexpectedly, Mo Yu had seen his acting, and Mu Xuanying blurted out.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was immediately apprehensive, what was the difference between discussing acting skills with the person in front of him, and asking for humiliation.

"Well..." Mo Yu dragged his voice, as if trying to whet his appetite.

Mu Xuanying was so attracted by him that she almost said something, don't tell me.

Just when his heart began to sink, Mo Yu's calm voice came from next to his ear: "I said you have great potential, do you think I'm talking nonsense?"

"If I said you acted perfectly, I would be lying to you. Of course there are shortcomings, but," Mo Yu turned his face away, blinked at him, and quickly turned back, looking forward, " I like Wei Xuan very much."

Mo Yu's voice was deep and slow, as if he was saying something very important, every word was spoken clearly, and Mu Xuanying could hear it clearly too.

His heart soared all of a sudden, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. There was a villain in his heart who clenched his fist and called out quietly: Yay!

Those words Mo Yu said, especially the last sentence that he liked Wei Xuan, greatly encouraged him.It is true that many viewers have expressed their love for Wei Xuan, but none of them can make him more elated than a word of encouragement from his favorite actor.

Mu Xuanying took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his accelerating heartbeat, and when his feverish brain finally calmed down, he turned his head to look at Mo Yu who was in the driver's seat.

The other party was concentrating on driving, his side profile was perfectly lined, his chin was raised slightly, his lips were slightly pursed, his nose bridge was straight, and his eyebrows flew into his temples.

The scenery outside the car window receded quickly, tall buildings, mansions, trees, and pedestrians were all drawn into streamlines, only Mo Yu was the only frozen image among the countless moving backgrounds, deeply reflected in Mu Xuanying's eyes .

Before driving to the restaurant recommended by Buquer, the two had questions and answers along the way in a harmonious and harmonious atmosphere, as if they had known each other for many years, and it was not like they only met more than two months ago.

Mo Yu drove to the place, parked the car according to the waiter's guidance, and entered the restaurant with Mu Xuanying——

Almost as soon as he entered, he felt something was wrong.

Doesn't the plaster cast of the bare-bottomed little angel with wings and bow and arrow seem a little too much?Is the corridor of roses that are so lush that they are about to overflow too exaggerated?Is the tune played by the violin player too familiar?

This sense of wrongness reached its peak when they sat in the VIP box.

The crystal bead curtain circled the box completely, and a huge rose decoration was placed in the center of the white tablecloth, which was arranged in the shape of a heart so as not to die.

Sitting on the high-backed chair opposite Mo Yu, Mu Xuanying seemed to have sensed something was wrong. She frowned, looked around, and finally looked at the top of her head.

In the next second, he silently looked away from the pink heart-shaped chandelier, lowered his head and opened the menu.

After turning a few pages, Mu Xuanying wrinkled her nose and looked confused.

He really couldn't figure out what was written on the menu: heart-pounding, heart-to-heart, crystal love, flying together, mandarin ducks... What are they all?

He raised his head, and was about to ask Mo Yu for help, but was startled by the other's depressed face.

Mo Yu's face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and he exuded a cold and murderous aura, which almost froze all the fresh roses in the room.

The moment he entered the private room, he realized: Unquenchable Cigarettes... actually found him a restaurant for couples!

The bright store name on the menu cover seems to mock his credulity: Sweet Home, Sweet Home.

Hehe, SweetHome...

If he had paid attention to the name of the store before entering, he would definitely not have brought Mu Xuanying in.

Now it's all right, a man invites another man to dinner, and they come to a couple's restaurant.

Having made such a big joke, Mu Xuanying must have thought that he had been tricked and was about to get angry with him!

"Hello, let me ask... this, 'The moon represents my heart', is it mango mousse?"

Mo Yu came back to his senses and saw Mu Xuanying gesticulating with the waiter, and rolled his eyes after receiving the affirmative answer from the other party.

"Then which is strawberry cake? I want strawberry."

The waiter bent down, turned the menu back a page, and pointed to a line of words.

Mu Xuanying's shoulders trembled, and she couldn't help laughing: "Wow, it's actually called 'the first kiss', you guys are really creative."

Mo Yu saw that he was smiling happily, showing no signs of getting angry, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and beckoned to the waiter: "Come over with a picture version of the menu, and you'll have to guess when."

After finishing ordering, the waiter left the box, leaving only the two of them in the room.

Mu Xuanying focused on the patterns on the tablecloth, as if counting the thorns on the vines.

While Mo Yu scolded Unextinguishable Cigarettes in his heart, he carefully observed the expression of the person opposite him.

Not long after, the waiter came in again, but instead of serving food, he brought a candlestick with a lit candle and placed it in the center of the table, next to the rose decoration, presumably to enhance the romantic atmosphere.

Mo Yu stared at the burning candle, and as expected, even the candle was arranged into a heart full of love.

He wanted to kill someone. Killing a person like Unextinguishable Smoke would definitely mean eliminating harm for the people.

Mu Xuanying looked over the candlelight and met Mo Yu's gaze.

Their eyes met, and both of them were startled.

I don't know which nerve was wrongly bridged, Mo Yu said with difficulty: "Actually, today is my birthday."

What a perfect explanation for these broken candles on the table, he thought.

Hearing this, Mu Xuanying blinked her eyes, stretched out two index fingers, pushed the candlestick towards Mo Yu, and said softly, "Then...do you want to blow out the candles and make a wish?"

boom!

Mo Yu slammed down the table and gave up struggling: "...you can laugh if you want."

Mu Xuanying turned her face away and burst out laughing.

"Well, it's not my birthday today," Mo Yu said sadly, "I don't know what happened, but I chose such a horrible place."

Mu Xuanying turned her face back and saw that Mo Yu was clasping his hands towards him, with an apologetic expression on his face: "I'm sorry, don't be angry."

With a raised eyebrow, Mu Xuanying asked in surprise, "Angry?"

Is he angry, why doesn't he know.

Mo Yu looked at him: "Because I made you feel embarrassed."

Hearing these words, the feeling of awkwardness that she felt as soon as she entered the restaurant suddenly dissipated. Mu Xuanying frowned and smiled: "It was a little bit just now, but it's much better now."

Mo Yu's eyes lingered on his smiling face, and Mo Yu felt relieved: "Why don't we change places?"

Mu Xuanying shook her head: "I've already ordered it, don't change it, it might be delicious."

***

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​becoming an actor?"

When hearing Mo Yu's words, Mu Xuanying was drinking soup.The ingredients are fresh, the milk is rich, and the taste is rich in white wine cream clam soup.

Swallowing the soup with a thud, he bit the spoon and looked up at Mo Yu.

Mo Yu was playing with a silver fork between his fingers, and in front of him was a plate of untouched duck salad.

Mu Xuanying looked at the plate of salad, then at Mo Yu, and before she could say "why don't you eat it", the duck salad was pushed in front of her eyes.

He frowned: "Aren't you hungry?"

Mo Yu smiled: "I'm a little hungry."

"Then push them all to me," Mu Xuanying stood up, and moved the plates one by one to Mo Yu's side. "This spicy lily shrimp is delicious, and this fried silver cod with cherry sauce..."

"Okay, okay," Mo Yu raised his hand and gestured, "I invite you, don't be polite to me."

Mu Xuanying pushed her lips together: "I can't be the only one eating it, let you just watch."

"It's okay," Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, and an intriguing smile appeared on his lips, "Watching you eat is much more interesting than eating by myself."

Mu Xuanying frowned lightly. He didn't understand why it was interesting to see other people's meals. It could only be attributed to another unknown quirk of God Mo.

He wiped his hands, hesitantly: "Did you just ask me, why do you want to be an actor?"

Mo Yu hummed: "Almost."

Mu Xuanying leaned forward, put her elbows on the table, crossed her fingers, puffed her cheeks, and a serious look appeared in her eyes: "Actually, I didn't go to film school, and I never thought of being in this industry before. Shooting commercials, filming TV dramas, it’s quite unexpected. If you want to ask why... Maybe it’s just the right opportunity, and I just chose this opportunity.”

"Sounds like a passive option." Mo Yu glanced at him and said calmly.

Mu Xuanying tilted her head: "At first, I treated these things as homework, and when they came to my head, I went to finish them. Later, I found out that it was much more complicated than I thought.

"Sometimes I also encounter troubles that give me headaches, but as my father said, what are you afraid of, ask if you don't understand, and learn if you don't know, there is nothing wrong with it in the world.