After shooting the advertisement, Qin sang made a rich dinner.

If you want to ease the relationship with Mu Mo Xiu, it can be regarded as an apology for misunderstanding him that day.

She never evades what she has done wrong.

After dinner, Qin sang takes out his mobile phone.

She set Mu Mo Xiu's number as a shortcut key, which can be dialed directly without searching.

Listening to the "Dudu" voice on the other end of the phone, Qin sang became nervous.

As a matter of fact, she seldom contacted Mu Mo Xiu after marriage.

He seldom came home, and she was afraid to disturb his work, never daring to take the initiative to call him.

What's more... He said before, don't contact him if you have nothing to do.

It took a long time to get through, but it wasn't Mu Mo Xiu who answered it.

"Hello? Hello

It's the voice of a strange man.

Before Qin Sang's reply, the other party quickly said, "Moho is participating in the brand activity. Let him call you back later."

He is mu Mo Xiu's agent, song Yong.

"All right." Qin sang didn't dare to show his clue, so he hung up.

At the scene of the activity, song Yong can't help thinking when he looks at the phone call that has been hung up in a hurry.

I'm still a woman in such a hurry to hang up

Look at the remarks. Who would a simple s be?

At the end of Mu Mo Xiu's activity, song Yong Li passes the mobile phone to him.

He carefully observed Mu Mo Xiu's look: "just now a woman called you. Do you want to return one?"

Mu Mo Xiu read the call record, his face changed slightly, and then he got on the car in silence.

Seeing that he didn't plan to call back, song Yong didn't ask many questions, so he began to remind him of his schedule in the next few days.

Mu Mo Xiu flipped his mobile phone and called back.

When the phone was connected, he felt the other side's shallow breathing sound, and his heart was inexplicable.

But when he opened his mouth, he asked in a weak voice, "what's the matter with the phone call?"

"Well... I just want to ask you, will you come back tonight?" She stammered and added, "I made dinner."

Mu Mo Xiu's eyes were dim. After a long silence, he said, "I know."

He finished and hung up.

Qin sang knew that he meant to come back.

Feeling a little uncontrollable joy, she hummed out of tune music in her mouth, and warmed up the cold dishes again.

Here, mu Moxiu said to the driver, "go back to Yiyuan."

Song Yong is a Leng, puzzled to look at him, "so late, return to Yiyuan?"

This activity ended late. In the past, Mu Mo Xiu went directly back to the hotel apartment.

Mu Mo Xiu's cool eyes glanced at Song Yong.

Song Yongli shrugged, "whatever you want, I'll ask."

That said, song Yong's suspicion was deeper.

Just after answering the phone, he said he was going back to Yiyuan. Is mu Mo Xiu playing the golden house?

For so many years, although in recent years, Mu Mo has been trimming lace constantly.

But no one knows better than his agent that his artist is as clean as anyone else.

For all kinds of female artists, they have never looked at each other.

A heart can be said to be as calm as water, and he was totally focused on his work. At least he never saw any women around Mu Mo Xiu.

Sometimes he can't help but wonder if Mu Mo Xiu is not interested in women because of his sexual orientation?

But just now, with his accurate sixth sense, he realized that something was wrong.

When the car arrives at Yiyuan, song Yong looks at mu Moxiu, who is about to get off the bus, and suddenly says, "it's so late. Why don't I stay overnight with you? I don't want to run that far to the hotel

Mu Mo Xiu turns his head and looks at him with black eyes, which makes song Yong feel guilty and feel that his mind is perceived by him.

"That... Mo Xiu, do you know that the most important thing between artists and agents is mutual trust and there is no concealment?"

"What do you want to say?" Mu Mo Xiu asked directly.

"Do you... Have a woman?" Or men

Of course, he only dared to ask questions in his heart.

Mu Mo Xiu stared at him for a long time, and his voice didn't say anything

I didn't expect him to admit it so simply!

Song Yong choked for a moment.

"Well, ha ha, that's good. That's good."

Song Yong smiles awkwardly. In his current position, it's nothing to find a girlfriend, and it's also good for his physical and mental health, so he naturally won't object.

Just when song Yong wanted to continue questioning, Mu Mo Xiu had turned around and left.

Looking at Mu Mo Xiuyuan's back, song Yong begins to guess that the woman hiding in Yiyuan villa should be the one who called just now?

S... what does that mean?

Song Yong only tries to guess the popular female stars and finds that none of them can be right.

Is it outside the circle?

Alas, after all, it will not be the 18 hot lines. He is confident about this.

Song Yong, who is intrigued by his success, decides to cross examine his artists next time.

When mu Moxiu returned to the villa, Qin Sang was sitting on the sofa watching a movie.

It's a modern movie starring Mu Mo Xiu, in which he plays an undercover criminal policeman.

Qin sang just saw the end, Mu Mo Xiu was finally shot by the villain drug lords, Qin sang is sad to wipe tears.

Mu Mo Xiu walked over quietly, looking at the tears on Qin Sang's curly eyelashes. He felt funny in his heart, and his lips involuntarily hooked.

After the movie, Qin sang is still immersed in the impact of the death of the criminal police in Mu Mo's modification.

Although she went to see the film once when it was shown, she couldn't help but shed tears when she watched it again.

Although a good script is one of the reasons, Mu Mo Xiu's performance is the most important one.

The emotional appeal and explosive power are very worthy of her learning.

Mu Mo Xiu put his coat on the sofa. Qin sang realized that he was coming back.

"Back? I've got everything ready. " She quickly stood up, some blushing wiped away tears, thinking that his embarrassment must have been seen by him.

Qin Sang was embarrassed at the moment!!

Mu Mo Xiu had no expression of "um", and they sat down at the dining table.

"Tomorrow, I'll be in the group."

Qin sang takes the initiative to stir up the topic. Although he knows that he may not care, he still feels it necessary to report to him.

Mu Mo Xiu took a look at her, what was brewing in her eyes, and then nodded to know.

"I may go for half a month..." Qin sang continued, with a cautious tone.

Mu Mo's eyebrow mending peak has some signs of anger.