"Little without conscience." He scolded in a low voice, and the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked up a smile, sure enough, she was more cute when she was so energetic.

Early the next morning, Mo Qianyu got out of bed, because she was relatively weak during this time, breakfast was all made by the nanny, and she was also happy.

When she went downstairs, Gu Mulin was already eating breakfast slowly, today he was wearing a neat black handmade suit, still handsome and miserable, when Mo Qianyu passed by him, he quickly pecked him on the handsome face, and smiled like a little fox who had stolen fish, "Morning, Mr. Gu." ”

The end of taking the initiative to flirt is that she was stubbornly pestered by someone and asked for a three-minute French tongue kiss before she would give up.

After breakfast, Mo Qianyu put on his coat and was about to go out, but he pulled it back stiffly, and the fear of being dominated by the French tongue kiss had not yet dissipated, Mo Qianyu shrank his head very cowardly, "What are you doing?" ”

"I'm wearing too little." Gu Mulin frowned, carried her back to the cloakroom, and put her on again from top to bottom before patting her head with satisfaction, "Okay." ”

Mo Qianyu looked at himself who was round like a ball in the mirror, and couldn't laugh or cry.

After going downstairs again, Gu Mulin stuffed a huge thermos cup to her again, "Brown sugar water, you take it to the crew to drink, pay attention to safety." ”

He instructed over and over again like an old mother who wanted to send her children to school, Mo Qianyu stood on tiptoe and blocked his chattering mouth, and after a kiss, she couldn't help but cry and laugh: "Don't worry, Mr. Gu, I'm not a three-year-old child anymore, I'll take good care of myself, see you at night." ”

An Yuer's car stopped in front of their house as usual, and Mo Qianyu ripped off her scarf, coat, and everything as soon as she got into the car, and she was so hot.

An Yu'er glanced at her angrily, "So, why are you wearing so much?" ”

Mo Qianyu spread his hands helplessly, "Of course, it's to deal with our family's old mother, Mr. Gu, otherwise he won't allow me to go out." ”

Hearing her call her cold Mr. Gu an old mother, An Yuer couldn't hold back her laughter, "I'm going to sue Mr. Gu in front of her!" ”

"Sue it, sue it." Mo Qianyu waved his hand indifferently, and said proudly: "Anyway, he doesn't dare to move half of my fingers now." ”

An Yuer looked at her with a pampered and arrogant appearance, her little tail was almost upturned to the sky, and she was finally relieved, thank God, her cheap and cute Sister Mo is back.

"That, Sister Mo, there's something I want to tell you." An Yuer said suddenly.

"What's the matter? When did you say things became so formal? Mo Qianyu looked puzzled, you must know that An Yuer has always said something, and it is rare to be so serious.

An Yu'er opened her mouth and found it quite difficult to speak, so she could only sigh and say, "Forget it, you'll know later." ”

At the beginning of the sunny day after the snow, the red bricks and green tiles of the cinema were also covered with snow, and they hadn't seen her for half a month, Cheng Feifei was still the same, and when she saw them coming, she smiled and said, "Oh, Sister Mo, you seem to have lost a lot of weight, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, thank you for your concern." Mo Qianyu smiled back, and staggered past her, An Yuer's role is about to be completed, and it is best for them to be safe with each other.

Guo Chaoyang can already walk, but his right arm is seriously injured and he is still in a plaster, and he is busy in the studio at this time to let everyone prepare.

Seeing them coming, Guo Chaoyang also came over with a smile and said loudly: "Morning, little shallow." ”

Mo Qianyu had an inexplicable sense of weirdness, and always felt that his greeting was a little wrong, calling her name, but his eyes involuntarily glanced at the person behind her.

Mo Qianyu turned his head and found that An Yu'er, who had always been generous, had her head down, and there was a suspicious flush on her face.

Tsk, there is adultery.

Mo Qianyu pulled a smile of unknown meaning, said hello to him, and dragged An Yuer out of the studio.

Finally found a small corner where no one was, Mo Qianyu finally asked, "What is the situation between you and Director Guo?" ”

An Yu'er shrugged her shoulders, "Look, I know I can't hide it from you." ”

Mo Qianyu glanced at her, she didn't want to complain about her hidden skills, you didn't want to hide it at all, right?

"Sister Mo, I've always been quite entangled, the gap between me and him is so big, I don't know how far I can go, but if I don't get together, I will definitely regret it." An Yuer stood in the corner of the wall, and there was a trace of confusion in her always cold and clear eyes.

The matter has come to this point, no matter how much it says, it is useless, Mo Qianyu just wants to understand the situation, so that even if it is exposed in the future, they will not be caught off guard.

"Since you have made a choice, let's be together, isn't there a big gap between me and Mr. Gu?" Mo Qianyu patted her on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "Since you realize that there is a gap, you should work harder and use your strength to climb to a position where you can stand side by side with him." ”

An Yu'er nodded and chuckled, "Sister Mo, I seem to suddenly understand your feelings." ”

In the past, she always felt that Mo Qianyu was idle, and it was inappropriate to let go of a good president's wife, so she had to run out to suffer foreign sins with her, but now she understands that loving someone is to work harder to make herself better and more worthy of him.

"It's good to understand, you have to cheer for today's play." Mo Qianyu patted her shoulder, "Let's go, go put on makeup." ”

After half a month, An Yuer put on the gorgeous dance dress again and stood on the half-meter-high metal platform. The winter chill mercilessly invaded her body, making her shiver involuntarily.

In addition to the cold, she has an even greater enemy, and that is fear.

The weightlessness of falling from the height replayed in her mind over and over again, and once again she stood on this high platform, and it seemed as if a cacophony came from her ears again, as if she were in the chaos of that night.

"An Yuer, come on."

A warm male voice suddenly came from the crowd, and that was the direction he was.

And the people on the scene, whether it was the actors or the staff, seemed to have received an order, and the sound of cheering came and went, which lasted for a long time.

This is the last scene, they are all waiting for her wonderful performance, and she must not let everyone down.

An Yu'er took a deep breath and got rid of all distractions, Wia's lifting device slowly lifted her body off the ground, and she danced, her red dress dancing in the cold palace, like a light butterfly.