Mo Jin waved his hand and sent away Su Wen, who was reluctant to give up, and saw Rong Ting standing outside the door in a serious manner, so he immediately beckoned and called people into the room.

As soon as Rong Ting entered the room, he saw that the bed was full of all kinds of gadgets, such as jade bottles, porcelain, bracelets, etc., and then the three batches of fabrics that accounted for the majority were placed safely at the head of the bed.

Rong Ting glanced at it, didn't dare to look at it again, but thought in his heart: It's really sharing the spoils!

Mo Jin held a piece of Pixiu jade carving in her hand, knocked on a large number of 'gadgets' placed on the bed, and made a clear sound, and Rong Ting's heart trembled when she listened: My little ancestor, these are all literary toys, can you always be careful~

"I don't like to treat people badly, you can pick two of these things, and it's more than enough to be a family heirloom." Being able to enter Nanshan's eyes is naturally not an ordinary thing, not to mention that Su Wen snatched it from Nanshan, something that can make Nanshan's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys hurt, it is not simple.

Don't look at Su Wen's pile of things very casually, but taking out this pile of things casually can ensure that an ordinary person can live a lifetime.

"Whatever you want?" Rong Ting stammered and asked, shocked in his heart.

He's not ignorant of goods, the old man likes them, so he learned a little bit about them, these things don't look like simple things!

Mo Jin stood up and walked out the door, "You can take whatever you want, and send the rest back to my house except for the red cloth and needle and thread, and the key is at the head of the bed." ”

She walked in a chic manner, leaving Rong Ting in the room with a sluggish and inexplicable expression. It took him a long time to pick out a pair of concentric pairs in the middle, and the rest were trembling in his hands, especially when he put the pile of things separately and put them in the bag, he heard the 'clanging' sound of jade and porcelain colliding, and his heart trembled.

He was afraid that if his hand shook, this pile of things would be broken, and he couldn't afford to pay for it. Of course, this is an exaggeration, with his savings as an agent for so many years, it is still possible to buy one or two of them.

Rong Ting also knew in his heart that Mo Jin gave him this thing just to buy him, but the threats and intimidation during this period of time were enough to make him 'obedient', and the purchase was just to make him more dedicated. From this point of view, he felt that this employer was not so terrible.

Back at the filming venue, Mo Jin saw Pan Yi smiling and scolding Meng Tian on the side, Meng Tian looked very obedient, but in fact, he peeked at An He with extreme resentment.

Seeing this, Mo Jin still didn't understand anything. An He's eyes are small and his belly is black, just now Mo Jin 'complained' to Yu Anhe, and An He must have suppressed Meng Tian again in the play, this scene is delayed, Director Pan must preach to Meng Tian, tsk~ Every time it's like this, Meng Tian doesn't know how to learn a lesson!

However, there are also benefits, under An He's high-pressure training, Meng Tian's acting skills have risen a lot, which is also the reason why Director Pan Yi did not stop An He from 'suppressing' Meng Tian and was still watching the show on the sidelines.

"Mo Jin, look at Meng Tian's expression, I almost didn't want to eat An He." Zhao Yanyuan slowly approached Mo Jin, and then whispered beside Mo Jin.

Mo Jin tilted her head and sneered helplessly, "Meng Tian probably won't be able to realize his dream in this life." "As far as Meng Tian's stunned and Mo Li's similar appearance, it is strange that he can overpower An He, who has the same heart as Mo Ge.

"Poof," Zhao Yanyuan also smiled, obviously remembering Meng Tian's 'grand' ambition, "The next scene is your role, pay attention to this, is this the first time you hang Weiya?" ”

Mo Jin's expression did not change, and she tilted her head in response, "No, I have hung it before." ”

Zhao Yanyuan's expression was as if she was enlightened, and then quickly changed the topic and talked to Mo Jin.

After An He received Pan Yi's eyes, he returned to normal, and soon cooperated with Meng Tian to finish the play, after Director Pan's 'end', Meng Tian, who was alive and well in the play, quickly collapsed, looking extremely sad, like an old sick man who has been paralyzed in the hospital bed for many years.

When he saw Mo Jin, Meng Tian relieved himself, pulled Mo Jin's sleeve with one hand, and said pitifully: "Mo Jin, I'm counting on you to clean him up." ”

I'm not afraid of being embarrassed when I say it, although Meng Tian and Zhao Yanyuan have debuted for so many years, but when it comes to acting skills, they are suppressed by a poster, and even occasionally have to rely on this junior to bring themselves into the play, and it's really ugly to spread out. Fortunately, there is also an An and Neng in the play to compete with Mo Jin, every time these two people play against each other, they can only call it a wonderful one.

Mo Jin responded with a smile, "Good, let's go back and smash the field." ”

Meng Tian: ......

Zhao Yanyuan next to him laughed three times, and said "good" with a slightly soothing nature, and the angry Meng Tian had no choice but to say sadly: "Zhao Yanyuan, you have also changed." ”

"Hmm. It's different from you. Mo Jin was being tied up by the staff, and she was hitting Meng Tian mercilessly.

Unlike Meng Tian, An He didn't stop at all when facing Mo Jin, he didn't know who Mo Jin's teacher was, but Mo Jin had this kind of acting skills in the entire entertainment industry, and he didn't dare to underestimate it at all.

An He didn't keep his hand, Mo Jin didn't stop it, the two of them had a full aura, and Zhao Yanyuan and Meng Tian next to them were full of horror.

Seeing that the lines of the two were smooth, their expressions were moving, and their movements were in place, Zhao Yanyuan couldn't help but sigh lightly, "I really sympathize with Mo Jin's little newcomer in the same period, there is such a strong opponent, I'm afraid that I will be suppressed to the point that there is no shining point!" ”

Meng Tian nodded on the side, his eyes staring directly at the stage, "Tsk, if there is no accident, in less than three years, Mo Jin will be able to get into Brother An's position." ”

The two of them said this, not caring at all that their words were heard by the person behind them, who was the little newcomer who had talked to Qian Fei before.

She originally wanted to have a relationship with the two of them, but when she heard that these two attached such great importance to Mo Jin, her heart was cold, and then she went back in a trance, and she didn't know what she was thinking, Meng Tian's sentence 'If nothing else' has been echoing in her mind, she went out for a long time, and carefully observed Mo Jin's location.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Rong Ting slowly returned to the filming venue, and when he saw that there was no one in the hotel, he guessed that he was going to shoot the night scene at night, so he had to stay in the hotel and wait.

When Mo Jin came back, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, Rong Ting rushed to Mo Jin's room as soon as possible and explained his itinerary to her, and Mo Jin was choosing a thread.

After listening to Rong Ting's words, Mo Jin didn't say anything, just glanced down, and then said softly: "Rong Ting, I'm afraid that something interesting will happen tomorrow, you should be ready at any time." ”

Rong Ting raised his eyebrows, and then asked in a low voice, "Is someone going to do something to you?" ”

Mo Jin didn't answer, but Rong Ting guessed that he was right when he saw her gloomy look, and then left Mo Jin's room with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, but with a little bit of drama or sympathy in his heart: I don't know if that idiot actually acted against this pervert...... Ahh

Mo Jin saw Rong Ting leaving, looked at the faint figure outside the window, sneered, and then pulled the thread with one hand, the silk thread was a little silvery white under the light, unusually smooth, and a whole piece of silk thread was as warm as human skin when touched - it seems to be a matching soft silk, which is used to match the snow brocade best.

Looking at the red snow brocade neatly placed on her bed, a picture appeared in Mo Jin's mind, the year she took over the Demon Palace, the night before her father took her mother to travel, her mother took her hand and comforted her, she said that women are going to marry in this life, and their mother is afraid that you will not have time to embroider the wedding dress when you marry in the future, so she will help you embroider, and when you get married in the future, your mother and your father may not necessarily come, but you must wear the wedding dress that your mother sewed for you......

She still didn't make it in the end, mother, Sumire still lived up to your vision in the end, but Mother, Sumire is doing well here.

Mo Jin closed her eyes, hooked the corners of her lips, and gently hummed a joyful tune: bride, bride, next to the bride is red makeup, red makeup is combed and hijab, the sedan chair is carried across the township, there is a bride in the township, day and night looking forward to the bride, the bride is coming to fade red, giggling out of the mandarin duck.

It turned out that she only heard the wedding song sung by those children once, and she still remembered it, Mo Jin chuckled, and the tenderness in her voice didn't even reflect it. Perhaps, she has time to sew herself a wedding dress and happily marry her sweetheart?

Mu Xi, you still owe me a wedding, it's time to make up for it!

Mo Jin thought about it, she wore the wedding dress once, in order to show her mother when it was not suitable, she still remembered that her mother pounced on her at that time, and tears wet her clothes. Probably her mother also knew in her heart that she would not be able to marry in this life.

But only that time, she could remember every line on it, it was so warm and heartwarming to the touch, but it was a pity that the inheritance of the Demon Palace had killed the little idea she germinated. He~ Mo Jin, Mo Jin, don't you also hope that you can get married?

Tilting her head and letting go of the complicated thoughts in her heart, Mo Jin took a comfortable shower and came out, spread out the cloth on the bed, and began to cut it with scissors in one hand, and it took about an hour to finish cutting the pieces of cloth she needed, because she also cut Mu Xi's fabric by the way. She thought that when she found Mo Ge, she would hold a wedding with Mu Xi.

She wants to tell her mother that she can still get married. Although I can't wear the wedding dress prepared by my mother, I can wear it that I sewed by myself.

Mo Jin chuckled and fell asleep, as if her mother's warm voice echoed in her ears, and occasionally changed to Mu Xi's whispering 'Momo', this dream was a little intoxicating, she didn't want to wake up when she was drunk, and she wanted to immerse herself in it. She wants to tell her mother that she is very good here, and that she has a husband who loves her very much, not the alienation of 'respecting each other like a guest and raising her eyebrows', but the intimacy of glue and wings.