Yeyu looked at the girl who was stuck in the white quilt. Her fair and slightly red cheeks looked like pink peaches.

He hadn't had time to say anything.

It was directly held in the chest by a small foot.

There was a "pop".

Yeyu fell on the carpet of the hotel in a mess.

Lin Mo sat up from the bed, touched his forehead, feeling a little embarrassed, "You can just follow the script, why do you need to add unnecessary actions to yourself?"

She gritted her teeth: "If you do this in front of the director tomorrow, people will question the impure relationship between us!"

"And, I won't let myself hurt, why are you anxious?"

Yeyu's Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't dare to look up at Lin Mo at all, "I'm sorry."

"I was wrong."

Yeyu was not arrogant and stubborn this time.

"You..." Ye Yu looked at her, with a moist mist at the end of his eyes. Only he knew how high his body temperature was.

Almost burned myself to ashes.

"You must be hungry, I'll buy you midnight snack!"

"Is that one yesterday OK?"

Before Lin Mo could refuse, Ye Yu fled in a hurry.

She sorted out her somewhat messy clothes, pulled the pillow and hugged it, and took her cell phone to take a look at the time.

At 8 o'clock in the evening.

It will take at least an hour for him to buy that house.

Lin Mo shook his cell phone and thought of sending a message to Yeyu.

【Get a break early, I'm not hungry】

There was quiet there, and there was no reply to the message.

Lin Mo frowned, and then he found that the chat records of the two were almost all sent messages by themselves, and the other party rarely replied.

She touched her chin, this person was really...

Cold!

It's past 9 o'clock.

Lin Mo is ready to go to bed.

A hurried knock came from the door.

Lin Mo went over and opened the door, and it turned out to be the panting Yeyu.

His tall body bent down slightly, his breathing was rapid, as if he had been running all the way.

He was carrying a large bag of midnight snacks and a cup of milk tea in his hand.

"Luckily you didn't sleep."

"Thank you."

Lin Mo took the night snack, "What kind of thank you?"

"Thank you for the show." Ye Yu's lips moved, "When eating, look at it."

After saying that, Yeyu left.

Lin Mo closed the door and took out all the food from the coffee table.

Yeyu is very generous, and Lin Mo has seen hundreds of lists.

For a midnight snack, she arranged a full coffee table.

She sat on the carpet on the floor and took out the milk tea. At this time, a card fell out.

Lin Mo picked it up and saw it was a ticket to the concert.

Yeyu’s concert.

"That's what he wants me to see."

"I don't know when next month on the 6th."

Yeyu is the male lead, so the schedule is naturally easy to arrange. She is a supporting role, but it is difficult to ask for leave.

"Let's talk about it later."

The pace of filming is arranged very tightly.

After Lin Mo filmed for half a month, she had no concentrated scenes.

The crew also moved from the film and television city to the A-University Campus.

Lin Mo happened to go back to continue class and went to film when there was a notice.

In a blink of an eye, it was December.

On the first day of December, Lin Mo got up and saw that the window was foggy outside.

She couldn't help but shivered and shrank her neck.

The leaves outside have fallen, and the treetops are empty.

Lin Mo stood at the window and saw many pedestrians walking in a hurry on the street.

There were also many discussions on fake confession crews at the A-Grand Forum.

Lin Mo has sufficient preparation for the exam and occasionally goes to the crew to check it out.

Today, she will have her role.

"Mo Mo, I'll drive to school, you can clean up."

When the door was pushed open, a tempting fragrance also came.

Lin Mo changed his clothes and went outside. On the table were two plates of fragrant Yangzhou fried rice.

Nangong Yao, who had an apron around his neck, came over with a glass of steaming milk.

"It's so cold today, why don't you wear more?" Nangong Yao looked at Xiao Momo's clothes pickyly, "I bought you a lot of thick clothes, but you don't even wear them?"

Lin Mo lowered his head and said that he was wearing a thin down jacket.

Still very warm.

“I wear a lot.”

Nangong Yao looked down at her legs, "Don't you wear pants? You're really not afraid of rheumatism."

He was a little angry: "It's such a cold day, are you just like that?"

"My brother usually tells you to keep warm, don't you take my words to heart at all?"

Nangong Yao narrowed his eyes dangerously, folded his hands, waiting for Lin Mo to make a judgment.

"Straight man." Lin Mo complained, pulling the flesh-colored pantyhose with velvet on his legs, "Is the bare leg artifact good? This must be thicker than yours."

"I went through the filming today, and it happened to be matched with the crew's clothes."

Of course Nangong Yao doesn't understand.

He bent down with surprise, touched Lin Mo's calves, lifted her legs and placed them on his knees.

The feel is indeed wrong.

And when I pulled it, I actually had a layer of pants.

He took advantage of the situation and pinched his sister's elastic calf more, and said, "I understand."

Lin Mo took back his legs angrily and cursed a stinky hooligan.

Nangong Yao disagreed: "Why are you a hooligan? If you think I am a hooligan, then come and touch me?"

"What do you have to touch?"

Nangong Yao took off his apron and lifted up the hem of his waist to reveal his abdominal muscles.

His eyebrows raised, and the boy looked full of enthusiasm, "Are you sure you don't touch it?"

"If I missed this village, I wouldn't have this store."

"You have to know that many people outside lined up to touch me, and they didn't have this opportunity."

Lin Mo wanted to speak but stopped, "Abnormal!"

Nangong Yao grabbed Lin Mo's hand and took her into his arms.

Her little hands fell on his abdomen in a hurry.

Lin Mo's whole face turned red all of a sudden.
To be continued...