A group of people were finally attracted by the smell of barbecue and decided to temporarily truce.
When everyone stood up and walked to the dining table, Mo Yicheng noticed that Jiang Muyu was walking unnaturally on one leg, and Chen Sheng deliberately walked on his side, as if he was afraid that he would fall.
Zhang Yuan buried his head in the binge eating, yelling that he wanted to eat back all the losers, Gu Lin helped his girlfriend pick bones from the chicken wings, and Chen Sheng was also busy in and out of Jiang Muyu's side to show gallantry.
Jiang Muyu ate two mouthfuls, and asked Mo Yicheng in a voice that only two people could hear: "Is Yi Cheng in love?"
Mo Yicheng said, "No, why do you ask that?"
Jiang Muyu smiled and said, "Instinct, I haven't seen that pampering and relaxed expression when you were playing with your phone just now, even in your movies."
Mo Yicheng was stunned, and said, "Really?"
"Yes, sometimes there are some things that you don't know when you are in the middle of the game." Jiang Muyu sighed.
Immediately, Chen Sheng, who ran back holding the meat skewers, yelled, and the dinner table became lively again.
By the end of the dinner party, everyone was a little drunk. Gu Lin took his girlfriend home, Zhang Yuan was driven back in the car by the driver, and Chen Sheng sent Jiang Muyu back to the hotel.
Mo Yicheng lowered the car window slightly, and the cool night breeze blew in, gradually dissipating the slightly drunkenness.
The agent sent a message, telling him that he updated Weibo today, and released the first batch of stills after the new movie was finished. The number of likes on Mo Yicheng's Weibo reached six figures in an instant, and the hot search for #莫易成罗照# was also tagged as a hot topic.
Mo Yicheng casually flipped through the comments below, most of them were "Husband is so handsome", "Ah, you are the most handsome!!!" "Crying handsome!!!" "Already ready to grab tickets!!!" "Cinema dating about~"
There is one popular comment that stands alone.
"Mo Yicheng, here it is for you." Attached is a stick figure at the back. It can be seen that the painter's technique is not superb, but the painting is very vivid, and it is a picture of Mo Yicheng's home, with gentle eyebrows and eyes. The strange thing is that the home clothes in this painting are actually Mo Yicheng's home clothes, and the background sofa behind them is exactly the same.
Guessing the author who saw the picture, Mo Yicheng saved the picture in his phone, and then gave him a thumbs up.
Now this popular comment, which was not particularly eye-catching at first, suddenly became lively. A large group of people shouted "the rival is so lucky" and "seeking a flop", and many people followed the comment and found the poster's Weibo homepage, found that the registration time is not long, and the number of Weibo is also very rare, most of them are stick figures. The blogger's profile is: Mo Yicheng's elf. Just like searching for "Mo Yicheng's wife" and "Mo Yicheng's daughter" on the Internet, no one will take it seriously.
Mo Yicheng was still calm.
In the game, Yuan Suo was already stunned by the crazy increase in the number of likes, comments, and fans in the background. He just learned about Weibo while watching a movie, and then searched to find out, and found that he could see many pictures and news of Mo Yicheng on it, so he silently registered a number, even the name was an original string of numbers.
Today, when he was browsing Weibo, he saw that Mo Yicheng had updated his Weibo, and saw the still photo of Mo Yicheng's imposing manner like a banished fairy coming to the world. On the spur of the moment, he took a picture of himself and Mo Yicheng passed it on. , Unexpectedly, it was praised by many people. Just when he replied "thank you" one by one, Mo Yicheng's praise caused a thousand waves with one stone. On the one hand, Yuan Suo was frightened by Mo Yicheng's enthusiastic fans, and on the other hand, he was a little shy. When Mo Yicheng saw his painting, would he really like it? I obviously painted him a bit ugly... Many years ago, he drew a painting as a birthday present to his father. His father said he liked it in front of everyone, but he turned around and threw it into the trash can.
May Mo Yicheng have already arrived home when Suo was thinking wildly.
Going upstairs and taking out his mobile phone, Mo Yicheng started the game, Yuan Suo sat on the bed, buried his head in front of the tablet, and typed with two fat fingers.
Seeing Mo Yicheng, Yuan Suo withdrew his hand in embarrassment, "Mo Yicheng, are we going home?"
Mo Yicheng said, "Well, I'm home. What are you doing?"
Yuan Suo rubbed his fingers, "Reply... to reply to the message on Weibo."
"Really? Dudu also has Weibo?" Mo Yicheng asked knowingly.
"Hmm," Yuan Suo nodded.
Mo Yicheng took off his coat and moved his neck tiredly, "You've been staring at the screen for too long today, don't watch it anymore, go clean up now, drink a glass of milk later and go to rest."
Yuan Suo said obediently: "Got it."
Mo Yicheng put his phone on the coffee table, lit natural gas, put a milk pot on it to heat up a glass of milk, turned around and went into the cloakroom to put his clothes, just in time for Mo's mother to call.
Mo Yicheng picked up the phone and walked to the balcony of the bedroom.
"Yi Cheng, today my mother and your Aunt Lin went out for afternoon tea and talked about you and Mengxue. Your Aunt Lin talked about Mengxue and praised you full of praise when she came home. Your Uncle Lin also said that she was at a charity event before. I have dealt with you before, and I appreciate you very much. My mother also likes that girl Mengxue very much. She has a good tutor, a high degree of education, and is beautiful. If... "
Mo Yicheng knew that this phone call would never end until Mo's mother finished speaking, so he kept listening silently, but Lin Mengxue didn't intend to date him. I don't know if it's because he has been too busy with work these few years. Mo Yicheng His emotional life has always been blank, and it is difficult for someone to walk into his heart. He doesn't seem to be ready for anyone to walk into his life.
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Yuan Suo listened to Mo Yicheng's words, obediently turned off the tablet, and prepared to wash up. Before taking a shower, he planned to clean up the sundries on the coffee table. After finishing his work, he was about to go into the bathroom, when he suddenly found that the direction of the mobile phone was facing Mo Yicheng's kitchen, and the milk in the milk pot had already poured out.
Yuan Suo yelled anxiously twice, and it came out through the mobile phone, but Mo Yicheng didn't hear it at all because he was far away.
May Suo remember to turn around on the ground, um... I watched a movie before, and it was a man who forgot to turn off the water when he boiled it in his house. The water extinguished the gas, and the owner was poisoned...
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Yuan Suo yelled a few more times, but got no response. Where did Mo Yicheng go? Could it be like the show on TV, Mo Yicheng has been poisoned and passed out... The more I think about it, the more afraid I become.
The fire on the stove looks like it's about to be extinguished...
Like an ant on a hot pan, Yuan Suo stretched out his hand toward the kitchen, knowing that it was useless, trying to turn off the natural gas stove.
"Plop"
Yuan Suo fell on the thick carpet, making a muffled sound, and didn't feel any pain, but the feeling of falling with his foot in the air made him a little dazed.
Hurrying to get up, Yuan Suo was surprised to find that he had left his phone and was standing in Mo Yicheng's living room!
May Suo bow his head and stretch out his hands, slender and fair. Through the reflection of the TV, Yuan Suo saw himself now, with a slender figure, fair skin, clear eyes, red lips and white teeth, thin and soft brown hair, bangs covering his eyebrows. Exactly what he was...
I... I recovered