As soon as Mo Jin got the materials, she planned to use the technique of double-sided three-different embroidery to embroider a small sachet for Mu Xi. Originally, Mo Jin planned to embroider mandarin ducks on the surface and peony on the inside, but she always felt that she was a little unworthy of Mu Xi. After pondering for a long time, he planned to embroider two goshawks on the surface, and embroidered mandarin ducks on the inside.

After deciding on the pattern, Mo Jin began to embroider the deliberately selected black threads, skillfully and carefully comparing them on the plain brocade surface.

When it was getting dark, Mo Jin had already finished the one-sided embroidery, so she stretched her waist and slowly went downstairs. But when I got downstairs, I saw the oncoming Meaux.

Mo Jin didn't care how much she cared, she just sat on the edge of the chair calmly to eat, ignoring Mo Cheng, who deliberately sat beside her, and sometimes peeked at Mo Cheng with an incredulous gaze.

"Sister Xiao Mo, how are you embroidering?" He rarely saw someone like Mo Jin who could do such a delicate job as embroidery.

"It's okay!" Half of the work is done, and the remaining half will be embroidered in the evening.

Mo Cheng is also a human spirit, and he didn't mention it again when he knew that Mo Jin didn't want to talk about it, but he still felt a little new occasionally.

On the other hand, since Li Yang told Mo Jin in the afternoon that he wanted to add drama to her, he went straight to the screenwriter's room and didn't come out all afternoon. He has been in the room discussing the next plot with the screenwriter. The word "drama" is not something that can be said casually, this is a very troublesome thing, and the screenwriter and director have to discuss it together for a long time to complete the follow-up.

After Mo Jin returned to the room, she looked at the shelf next to the bed, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose - when did she start learning embroidery, after her father took her mother to travel all over the world, she followed Yu Niang to start learning this!

But soon, Mo Jin came back to her senses, and her fingers deftly slid over the brocade surface, the stitches were dense and smooth, and it was completed in only a few hours. I rubbed my slightly tired eyes, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

And Mu Xi embarked on the drive back to M City at this time, but the whole person's face was extremely ugly, and the air pressure was so low that even the driver driving in front of him did not dare to speak, for fear that he would be angered.

Suddenly, the mobile phone next to him rang, and after reading it, Mu Xi's whole person eased up a lot, and the corners of his mouth were curved.

It was a text message sent by Mo Jin to Mu Xi, just a simple good night, and Mu Xi felt a little sweet in his mouth. Then he raised his hand and went back, thinking that he would be able to see Momo soon, and his mood immediately improved.

After pondering for a while, Mu Xi sent a text message to Shi Duandan, the group of guys above didn't let him feel better, presumably they were still too idle, as the saying goes, the father pays off the debt, and it really doesn't look like his own style if he doesn't find a place to go back!

So, less than two days after Mu Xi left, there was a news in Kyoto that the grandson of a certain bigwig and the grandson of another bigwig grabbed the same woman, and then started a threesome mode, which once became a laughing stock in Kyoto for a long time.

Mo Jin didn't fall asleep either, because Fick left the stage to call her.

'Moli? If she remembered correctly, Mo Li had never bothered him when he was fine, so what was going on?

'Palace Master, are you in Yunnan? My people have captured some fugitives in Yunnan, but they have all been hit in the sleeping hole, you see if there are people in Yunnan who are in the same way. Fik Li's calm voice gradually sounded, and the man standing in front of him was none other than An Yeer, whom Mo Jin had only seen not long ago.

But at this time, An Yeer was stunned, when did they have a princess in Momen, and their boss was still unusually respectful to her.

'Yes, am I not here?' Mo Jin immediately thought of what she met today, and she had to sigh that life is really full of coincidences!

Fike was stunned for half a second before he reacted to Mo Jin's meaning, and then laughed aloud, "What a coincidence." ’

'But it's not, that person is your person?' It's a soldier with dark blue eyes. ’

Fike Litai raised his eyes to look at Anyel in front of him, and Anyeer was staring at him tightly, only to hear Fike Litai say, "It's my people, the palace master is... Do you like it? ’

If the palace master likes it, he doesn't mind sending An Yeer over, anyway, the status of the palace master of their family is noble, and a few more people can afford it.

"Hehe~ Forget it," Mo Jin's wolf-like eyes appeared in Mu Xi's mind, which were very good-looking, "It's just that the eyes are very good-looking, and your husband is only Mu Xi." ’

Fike left the stage and answered softly, and after hanging up the phone, he stared straight at An Yeer, who was tense and stammered, "Boss, boss, what are you looking at me?" "Don't look at me like that, I'm panicking.

An Yeer was a little flustered in his heart, the boss's eyes were wrong~ He felt a little hairy in his heart!

"Now you look pretty good, too." Clean and neat military demeanor, tsk, it turns out that the palace master likes this one, no wonder he was willing to save the life of the general of the Jin Dynasty!

Anyer quickly covered himself and took three steps back, "Boss, I don't like men. "Even if you're the boss, I won't give in!

Why didn't he know that his boss actually liked men, should he discuss it with someone, or let the people below send some people to the boss, lest the boss attack his family.

Fike Litai glanced at An Yeer, and then said: "I don't like men, you go to protect a person, her name is Mo Jin, and she is where you caught someone today... Filming... I'll give you the picture later. ”

Although the palace master didn't say it, when would the palace master mention an irrelevant person, so according to the usual practice, Fike left the stage and planned to take the opportunity to send An Yeer over, as for whether the palace master would accept it, it was not a question for him to consider.

"Protector?" When did the hall master of his dignified Momen be reduced to the job of being a protector, but seeing Fik leaving the stage with a serious face, Anyell knew that this matter could not be refuted.

"Who is the princess?" After so many years of friendship between Anyer and Fick leaving Taiwan, there is no such person in his mind, especially someone who can still make Fick leave Taiwan with a respectful look in his words.

Fik left the stage to ponder for half a second, and then replied solemnly: "My immediate boss, who is the real master of Momen, is the person you have to protect. In his opinion, everything in his hands belongs to the palace master, no matter what it is.

"......" nest grass, when did Momen have another owner? What's going on?

At this moment, Anyer felt that the world she lived in was all illusory, "Boss, are you kidding, is it the future hostess?" Having said that, Anyel knew in his heart that Fick Leaving the stage did not look like he was telling a lie at all.

"You just don't know." Fike Litai brought this topic very calmly, in fact, he didn't know how to explain Mo Jin's identity, but he just said that An Yeer was the most trusted person around him, and he just informed him, "Go back, go over early." ”

Anyeer went out in a trance, and he couldn't recover the next day, but he still had to go out to find someone.

In the faint morning light, Mo Jin stretched her waist and got up from the bed, and went downstairs to eat.

Director Li's crew is quite generous, they all live in hotels that are better here in Yunnan, the location is a little remote, and the food is not bad, although it is not a good thing for her.

After eating, Mo Jin walked calmly towards the field where the machine was being prepared.

Seeing Mo Jin coming, Li Yang smiled. He does have a good impression of Mo Jin who he dug out single-handedly, he has good talent, a good-looking face, and a smooth work, and he will definitely be able to stay in the entertainment industry for a long time.

"Here, today may be very tiring, we didn't shoot yesterday, and we have to try to make up for it today." In fact, the progress is not slow, but overall, Li Yang still has to give more time to the post-editors and stuntmen to achieve his expectations.

"No problem." Anyway, she is not tired, if she is tired, she will have nothing to do if she practices the exercises at night, and naturally she is not as tired as Mo Cheng or Xiao Ran.

But I don't know if it's her luck, she hasn't met the kind of cancer or abnormal brain circuit in the entertainment industry that Rong Ting said, Director Li, the people in the crew are still very interesting, otherwise she is worried that she will not be able to help but lose her temper and kill people.

Under Li Yang's compact arrangement, the entire crew was unprecedentedly nervous, and almost as soon as Mo Jin was finished, he immediately replaced Xiao Ran or Mo Cheng, and did not end filming until more than one o'clock at noon.

Looking at everyone who was almost exhausted and paralyzed, Li Yang waved his hand compassionately and let everyone go. Mo Cheng leaned on Xiao Ran on the side, "Xiao Ran, are you tired?" ”

"So you can put your hands down?" Whoever is not tired, if you press me again, I want to drop you!

At this time, a car with military photos slowly drove in from the bottom of the mountain, stopped in front of the hotel, the door opened, and then a pair of long legs appeared, and then the resolute face was revealed, which was sharp and eye-catching.

“…… The key is that the license plate is awesome, I don't know where to fight the big guy, tsk, I don't see that my position in the army is not low. Mo Cheng was still hanging on Xiao Ran's body, while muttering in Xiao Ran's ear, and then turned his head to look at Mo Jin.

Then I saw Mo Jin's sincere smile that was different from usual, very enthusiastic and... Happiness.

"Sister Xiao Mo, do you know him?" It seems that Xiao Mo's sister's identity is not so simple, and if you think about it, the person who can be directly in the hands of Rong Ting should not be a person without any power.

"Yes!" As she spoke, Mo Jin walked forward.

Mo Cheng watched from the sidelines, the man at the door of the store, with a delicate face and a powerful aura, knew at a glance that he was not a simple person, especially the military uniform on his body, as if he was born for him. He seemed to know how to interpret a real soldier in the future.

"Seat."

Mu Xi was hesitating whether to go in or not, when he heard a call from behind him, and in the blink of an eye, the man he had been thinking of was standing there, dressed in a black bodysuit, his hair tied high, and the tenderness and joy between his eyebrows were very much in his heart.

Mu Xi raised his feet and left, and with a big hand, he hugged Mo Jin in his arms, "Momo, I miss you so much." ”