She frowned and thought about it, then said apologetically: "Last time I asked her to sign a photo, but I fell into a trap that day and her autographed photo disappeared."

"Ah?" Xia Shu was so disappointed, "Sister, sister, what a goddess Zhang Xinxi is. She is so humble and gives you her autograph, but you don't cherish it so much."

"Hey, do you think I lost it on purpose?" She suddenly became angry, thinking of the hot scene when she fell into the trap that day and was eaten clean by Ouyang Nuo, and he wanted it again and again, and she felt full.

Angrily, "Xia Shu, let me tell you, in the future, don't ask me to help you get Zhang Xinxi's autographed photos. If you want it, just go to the shooting base to find her." After saying angrily, Lala

Put on the quilt and fall asleep.

"Humph, I'll go by myself." After hearing what she said, Xia Shu felt a little more masculine.

…

The weather on the second day was as good as ever. The sun shone brightly on everything on the earth, and the red flowers and green trees were all full of vitality.

After getting some sleep, Xia Cao finally felt a little better. After getting dressed and freshened up, she went to the shooting base to participate in the shooting.

On this day, Zhang Xinxi, who loves to show off and be late, came to the shooting scene very early. With her assistant holding an umbrella to block the sun, she slowly approached her, wearing a pair of big sunglasses and smiling softly.

He asked without smiling: "Xia Cao, why didn't you come to shoot yesterday afternoon?"

"I caught a cold yesterday afternoon and felt a little uncomfortable, so I didn't come." She blushed slightly and told a little lie with some embarrassment.

"Oh, it turns out you caught a cold yesterday afternoon?" Zhang Xinxi's acting skills were perfect, and she immediately looked worried, "Are you feeling better today? Have you taken any medicine?"

"Eat." Xia Cao nodded with a smile. Hearing the first-line star ask her such concerned questions, she felt very happy and warm in her heart. Suddenly she remembered that Xia Shu wanted her autographed photo.

He said with a smile: "Xinxi, my brother likes you very much. The signed photo you signed for me last time was lost when I fell into a trap. Can you sign another one for me today?"

"Haha, of course, no problem." Zhang Xinxi said with a sweet smile, but in her heart, when she asked for her autographed photo, a trace of contempt and ridicule flashed across her heart.

"Xinxi, thank you so much, haha." She said happily. "Wait a minute, I will help you find the necklace your first love boyfriend gave you."

Hearing this, Zhang Xinxi raised the corners of her bright red lips and smiled sarcastically.

…

On this day, Mo Mi got up very early. Thinking back to the ambiguous behavior she couldn't help but do to Xia Cao in the kitchen of Xia Cao's house yesterday evening, which made Xia Cao angry and sad, she always felt bad.

He wanted to be alone with her, talk to her, and ask for her forgiveness, so that he could feel at ease.

After making up his mind, he avoided the sight of Jiang Han and Ouyang Nuo, left the luxurious villa, and walked straight towards the filming base.

When he arrived at the filming base, Xia Cao had just finished shooting the scene. During the break, he stepped on a pair of high heels, held up the hem of his skirt and walked towards the trap that day.

When Mo Mi saw her walking towards the jungle alone, she was full of doubts. Without thinking much, she followed her quietly without her knowing.

He followed carefully, and Xia Cao didn't notice it at all. When he arrived at the trap, he sometimes crouched down, sometimes bent over, looking very carefully for the necklace that Zhang Xinxi had dropped here.

Half an hour later, she was still looking carefully.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly and the temperature was quite high. Her pretty face was covered with sweat, and she looked very beautiful while wiping the sweat away and searching hard.

Mo Mi hid behind a big tree, looking at her at this time, her cynical and evil heart was beating so fast, and her narrow and charming eyes were full of blurred brilliance... Xia Cao,

You are so beautiful. What are you looking for?

He was very confused, raised his hand to look at his watch, looked up at the sun, thought for a moment, walked towards her gracefully with his hands in his pockets with a charming smile, and asked softly: "Xia Cao, what are you looking for? Want me

Help?"

"Uh ah 7e" Hearing the voice suddenly, Xia Cao was startled, her body trembled, she quickly turned to look at him, saw his particularly handsome evil face under the bright sunshine, and walked towards her step by step.

With his handsome and handsome figure, he suddenly remembered with incomparable clarity the things he did to him in his kitchen yesterday evening. His face suddenly turned red, his heart jumped inexplicably quickly, and he blinked his eyes hurriedly, feeling annoyed.

Said: "It's none of your business what I'm looking for. Just go away. I don't need any help from you."

After hearing her ungrateful words, Mo Mi was not angry at all. He still walked up to her gracefully with that charming smile, lowered his head and looked lovingly at her little face that was dripping with sweat and slightly red.

, "Xia Cao, are you afraid of me?"

He was very close to her, and when he lowered his head and asked, his warm breath seemed to spread all over her little face.

Xia Cao's heart suddenly beat a little faster, maybe because she was a little nervous, or maybe it was something else.

She couldn't figure it out for a moment, and after thinking about it with a slight frown, she raised her head and looked closely at his handsome features that were magnified in front of her eyes, and said with wide eyes, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not afraid of you."

"Oh?" Mo Mi's long and soft voice, the corners of her beautiful mouth raised a charming curve, and her head slowly lowered a few points, almost touching her smooth and beautiful forehead, "Is this true?

Are you really not afraid of me?"

"Really, I'm really not afraid of you." She pretended to be very courageous, as if she remembered the saying that evil people are like springs. It depends on whether you are strong or not. If you are strong, he will be weak, and if you are weak, he will be strong.

Mo Mi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled brightly, "Haha, I'm very happy."

Happy? If you are not afraid of him, what should he be happy about?

Xia Cao was a little puzzled, biting her lip vaguely, turned around and continued to look for Zhang Xinxi's necklace, trying her best to pretend that he didn't exist.

Mo Mi looked at her with a smile and a very patient expression, "Xia Cao, what are you looking for?"

She ignored him and didn't answer.

"Xia Cao, tell me, maybe I will help you find it as soon as possible." He said warmly with a smile. "It's getting late now, don't forget that you still have a movie to shoot."

Hearing this, Xia Cao then remembered this matter, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious. She quickly turned around and said, "I'm looking for the necklace that Zhang Xinxi dropped here."

When Mo Mi heard this, she frowned thoughtfully, "How did you find her necklace?"

"I was walking with her here the day I fell into the trap, and she dropped her necklace here. She said that necklace was given to her by her first love boyfriend, and she treasured it very much." She said honestly, with a seductive tone.

There was a hint of anxiety in his voice, "I promised her that I would help her find it."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Mo Mi wondered with a faint smile. She didn't seem to think that a vain woman like Zhang Xinxi would cherish the things given by her first love boyfriend so much. It is estimated that the fact that Xia Cao fell into the trap had something to do with her.

You Guan, feeling really angry.

"What are you doing?" Seeing that he was still standing there motionless, Xia Cao yelled at him angrily without thinking, "Didn't you say you want to help me find it? Don't stand still, help me quickly."

I found."

Hearing her roar, Mo Mi suddenly understood. He nodded with a smile, moved his steps, and immediately helped her find Zhang Xinxi's necklace in a serious manner.

Not long after, he was lucky enough to see the necklace that was shining in the sun and hanging on the edge of the trap. With a faint smile on his face, he walked lightly to the edge of the trap, knelt down, and

He stretched out his hand and picked up the necklace.

With the necklace in his hand, he looked back at Xia Cao, who was looking for her on the other side with her back to him. He thought for a moment, raised the corners of his lips mysteriously, and moved the hand that picked up the necklace towards the wall of the trap covered with thorny vines.

After a hard bump, he frowned and screamed in pain, "Uh 7e uh..."

Hearing his screams, Xia Cao quickly turned around and saw him crawling beside the trap, holding the necklace tightly with a bloody hand with an uncomfortable look. His heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly took three steps and

He walked towards him in two steps and asked, "How are you?"

"Xia Cao, when I was picking up the necklace, my hand was pricked." Mo Mi raised her handsome face and said to her frowning frown, "Uh, it hurts. Do you think my hand will become useless?"

Huh?" When he said this, he became very sad.

Seeing his appearance, Xia Cao felt uncomfortable in her heart. She somehow forgot about his excessive behavior towards her, and lifted him up regardless of her past grudges. She carefully looked at his beautiful and bleeding hands, objectively and somewhat comfortingly.

He said: "It's just a stab wound. It's not that serious. My hand won't be destroyed."

Mo Mi still pretended to be uncomfortable and sad, "Xia Cao, but it really hurts."

She raised her head and saw that he didn't seem to be pretending to be sad, and her heart clenched a little inexplicably. She thought for a moment, looked at his handsome face with a sad expression, and asked softly and a little urgently:

"Do you have a tissue on you?"

Hearing this, he frowned and nodded secretly, "Yes, I have tissues and handkerchiefs with me."

"Then take it out quickly, wipe the blood, and bandage it."

"Xia Cao, help me get it, my hands hurt." He said in an unprecedented and coquettish way, "My hands really hurt."

Hearing this, Xia Cao's face turned dark. He looked at his two hands and said angrily: "You only injured your left hand, and your right hand was not injured. You took it with your right hand."

"Xia Cao..." He became even more coquettish, "My left hand is injured, and my right hand will also hurt. Haven't you heard of ten fingers connecting the heart? The pain in my left hand will be transferred to my right hand.

.”

Uh, this guy who is as beautiful as a monster is so good at talking nonsense, isn’t he? Can the ten fingers connected to the heart be used to describe this? Can the pain in the left hand really be transferred to the right hand? Just talk nonsense!

Xia Cao didn't believe it, "Huh 7e" snorted coldly, turned her back to him, and chose to ignore it with an indifferent attitude.

Seeing this, Mo Mi's warm heart became slightly cold. She lowered her long eyelashes and whispered sadly: "Xia Cao, my hand really hurts. Please help me pick it up."

This is just a piece of cake, Xia Cao, I really have no other intentions, I am just..."

He spoke a lot, and his tone became more and more sad, which made people feel more and more soft-hearted.

Finally, Xia Cao relented, "Uh 7e" and sighed angrily, turned around quickly, and came face to face with him at close range. Without looking at the expression on his face, he quickly put his hand into his trouser pocket, suddenly raised his head and hated

Looking at him with hatred, "You lied to me, there is nothing in my trouser pocket."

He smiled charmingly, "Xia Cao, I didn't say it was the left trouser pocket. The tissues and hand towels are both in the right trouser pocket."

She rolled her eyes, quickly stretched out her hand, and then quickly put her hand into his right trouser pocket.

This time, she touched it, took out a tissue and wiped the blood on his hand, then wrapped his hand with a white high-end hand towel.

He was lusting after her. Mo Mi lowered his head and stared at her kind and virtuous look as she treated the wound on her hand. She felt that the injury was worth it and her heart was as sweet as honey.

"Okay." After wrapping up the wound, Xia Cao immediately let go of his hand, took the necklace he picked up, and walked forward expressionlessly.
To be continued...