A few hours later, An Yuer regretted that she wanted to bite off her tongue, why did she say those three words so deadly, so that she was now like being run over by a wheel, and she didn't even bother to move a finger again.

Guo Chaoyang kissed her lips with satisfaction, took her into his arms, and said softly, "Sleep." ”

An Yu'er was already tired all day, and after tossing for a few hours, she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, and she felt as if something was licking herself in a half-dream, which made her face itch.

She slapped it irritably, rolled over and went back to sleep.

And Guo Chaoyang, who was slapped inexplicably, was stunned, he just wanted to wake her up, what did he do wrong?

Looking at her sleeping face, Guo Chaoyang sighed helplessly, pushed her and said, "Yu'er, get up." ”

"Don't." An Yuer muttered, turned over irritably, and buried her face in the quilt, looking really tired.

"If you don't get on the plane, you'll be late." Guo Chaoyang said, hooked a strand of her long hair with his hand, and swept it on her face for a while, An Yuer frowned, and opened her eyes faintly, her eyes seemed to be filled with a fog when she just woke up, looking extremely simple and harmless, and he was a little itchy unconsciously when he saw it.

He quickly pecked her on the lips, and his voice was brisk, "Get up, little lazy worm." ”

An Yu'er stretched her waist, her fingers didn't bother to move, and she wanted to cut him with a thousand knives, why was it that he was tossed until the middle of the night, he was refreshed, and she was about to fall apart like a bone? It's so unfair!

The two of them struggled for most of the day before they finally finished packing, and the group converged together and headed for the airport. Mo Qianyu was far away and saw An Yuer wrapping herself tightly, with hats, masks and sunglasses, and she didn't know that she thought she was going to rob a bank.

"Yu'er, aren't you hot?" Mo Qianyu poked her waist in surprise.

An Yuer gasped, and complained bitterly in her heart, don't poke my aunt and grandmother, my back hurts! She finally understands why Mo Qianyu wears long sleeves in summer from time to time, but some traces of shame can't cover it.

She slapped Mo Qianyu's hand away and smiled awkwardly: "I'm not, I'm afraid of being surrounded by fans." ”

There is some truth to this reason, after all, she is also a celebrity now, Mo Qianyu didn't think too much, and happily pulled her into the boarding gate.

The two of them sat in a row, and An Yuer was sleepy as soon as she got on the plane, so she simply fell asleep by Mo Qianyu.

Feeling the heavy head on his shoulder, Mo Qianyu couldn't bear it anymore and sent a WeChat message to Guo Chaoyang.

[Hey, Director Guo, take care of your wife, my shoulders are almost sore. 】

Less than a minute after the news was sent, Guo Chaoyang appeared in front of her and said in a low voice, "Let's change seats, shall we?" ”

Mo Qianyu nodded, and handed An Yu'er, who was sleeping like a dead pig, into his hands, and he was happy and happy by himself.

An Yu'er slept groggily for a long time, and when she woke up again, she suddenly found that there was a different person next to her, he looked at her with a smile and said, "Did you sleep well?" ”

She got angry when she looked at his face, isn't it all your fault?

An Yuer kicked him lightly, her tone full of resentment, "It's not good at all." ”

Guo Chaoyang was not embarrassed, and pinched her waist with a smile, "Does it still hurt?" ”

An Yuer gasped, eager to throw him off the plane, this guy must have done it on purpose!

It was already noon when I got off the plane, and several people were discussing where to eat when they got out of the airport, and they saw a person standing at the pick-up gate.

He was wearing an iron-gray suit, his back was straight, and his natural aura made everyone involuntarily retreat, as if an emperor had descended.

Before the others could react, Mo Qianyu had already rushed over first, trotted all the way to him, and then plunged into his arms, rubbing them affectionately twice before saying with surprise on his face: "Mr. Gu, why are you here?" ”

Seeing the petite person in his arms, the 10,000-year-old ice in his eyes melted in an instant, and he looked at her tenderly and said, "I want to see you for the first time." ”

And several onlookers expressed their shock, especially An Yuer, whose mouth under the mask was so open that she could almost stuff an egg, and her mind was full of words:! Hell, Mr. Gu actually really said love words!

And Guo Chaoyang couldn't bear to cover his face, "Spicy eyes." ”

Mo Qianyu couldn't care so much at the moment, she snuggled into his arms with a happy face, and said softly: "It's so happy to see you as soon as I land, I love Mr. Gu the most." ”

"Ahem, that ......" Guo Chaoyang coughed lightly twice in embarrassment, and reminded loudly: "Let's go out first?" This is the airport, a lot of paparazzi. ”

Gu Mulin turned his head to look at him, and said expressionlessly, "Why are you here?" ”

......After a period of silence, Guo Chaoyang went crazy: "I'm going to the film festival with Xiao Qianqian, big brother, can you still fit other people in your eyes?" ”

"I'm sorry, I can't." Dropping this sentence, Gu Mulin held Mo Qianyu's slender waist with one hand and walked away very chicly.

Guo Chaoyang, who was congested, said that he wanted to set fire to the two of them now.

After returning from the film festival, Mo Qianyu's work is back on track, but once this person is lucky, he can't help but have more rumors.

As soon as Mo Qianyu walked to the door of the pantry, he heard the sound of discussion coming from inside.

"Have you all watched the Hundred Flowers Award Ceremony? I didn't expect An Yuer to win the award, Mo Qianyu still has two brushes, we all misjudged her before. One of the agents whispered.

"It's just shit luck, what's there to envy, our Mr. Gu is so rich, maybe he spent money to buy off the organizing committee, just to make his wife happy." The other agent snorted coldly, his tone sour.

"If you want me to say, Jin Linlin still has the ability, no one has relied on her for so many years, so she doesn't still bring a red one?"

As soon as this remark came out, it was immediately echoed by several other people.

"Jin Linlin has the ability to do something, what do you care about?" Mo Qianyu suddenly pushed the door in, with a bright smile on his bright face, but the words he said were heartbreaking: "People like you who only chew the root of your tongue behind your back every day, I'm afraid that you won't even be qualified to step on shit luck." ”