Yan Tianxing heard the movement coming out of the wooden house.

Stopped at the door, the dark eyes lifted up, and at a glance I saw Mo Shangyun who was carrying the moon cake box to the table.

Although, Mo Shangyun's dress is not very eye-catching.

Unexpectedly, very low-key casual wear.

A slight change is that the short-sleeved style that has remained unchanged for thousands of years has been replaced by pure black long-sleeved clothes. The hem is very long and hangs down to the top of the knee. Behind is the protagonist of a **** anime, black and white patterns, wearing Wearing a straw hat and grinning, he laughed like a fool. In addition, the newly bought skinny black denim and white sneakers.

He didn't even wear a cool hat, and his short black hair fell softly, without any hair, and the hair tip was blown gently in the night breeze.

There is really nothing to say.

However, the only thing she has in her dress, she is younger, looks like a 17-year-old or energetic girl, a little youthful.

With her back to this side, her short, fluttering hair made her side face vaguely appear, occasionally seeing her slender eyelashes and sharp nose. The back is very attractive to the eyes, especially the shapely slender legs under the clothes, which are clear and eye-catching.

But the majesty of being a leader still persists, and that aura alone can force a group of male players who want to "hook up" with the front.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything.

For example, Yangui.

When Yan Tianxing walked past, Yan Gui somehow provokes Mo Shangyun, who was strangled by Mo Shangyun to show his threat. Yan Gui repeatedly asked for forgiveness before Mo Shangyun released him.

With one hand in his trouser pocket, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes towards Yangui, and signaled him to go early.

Yan returned to Grimac with a wink, and then left without a word.

Yan Tian Xing Gang stood behind Mo Shangyun, and Mo Shangyun, who was taking moon cakes out, perceived something. He glanced over his head, and just glanced at Yan Tianxing's fingers reaching his ears, and dodged subconsciously.

Just after raising his eyes to meet Yan Tianxing's line of sight, Mo Shangyun's movements stopped.

Yan Tianxing plucked the messy hair on her ear behind her ear. When she looked down at her from a close distance, she froze slightly, and the bright light flashed in the eyes.

The warm fingertips rubbed against the contours of the ears, and the scalp was gently pulled, giving a slight sense of numbness. Mo Shangyun had a momentary stagnation. "It just happened--"

When I just wanted to direct Yan Tianxing to do things, I was terribly interrupted by Yan Tianxing: "Make up?"

"Is it obvious?" Mo Shangyun was puzzled, but didn't care too much, and asked casually, "How is it?"

"good looking."

Yan Tianxing stared straightly at her and praised her symmetrically.

Mo Shangyun looks good all the time, the facial features are exquisite, and the eyebrows and eyebrows are as elaborately carved and recognizable. At this age, although she often stayed up late and occasionally had some skin problems, she basically recovered after a good night's sleep. In particular, her skin was born white, and she recovered quickly after a few days of exposure, leaving her skin tender and clean.

Even without makeup, her appearance is also outstanding.

Right now, her makeup is very light, her skin can't see any flaws, and her eyebrows are slightly outlined, but it adds a little surprise to her already beautiful face.

Recognizing his straightforwardness, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but stunned, but to the serious and focused eyes, she was always a little cheeky and unnatural.

After clearing his throat, Mo Shangjun looked down at the moon cakes on the table. The falling hair slightly covered the side of her cheek. She asked, "Want to eat moon cakes?"

"Which one did you do?" Yan Tianxing stopped beside her, very close.

The autumn breeze is slightly cool, wrapped in a hint of coolness, but because the distance is too close, Mo Shangyun can clearly feel his body temperature.

He wore loose casual trousers, the fabric is not thick.

"Well."

Mo Shangyun moved the moon cake box he had brought a little.

Subei had already placed the moon cakes in her hands, and after looking at them both teasingly, he took the two moon cakes to find the steps to prepare the ingredients.

Seeing Mo Shangjun didn't answer, he continued to take the mooncakes out slowly. Yan Tian Xing Jing pestered for a while, and then raised his hand to get the mooncakes she had placed, but the finger was still suspended in the air and was shot by Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangyun reminded: "Don't move, it's not for you."

"What about mine?"

"At the bottom."

"..."

Yan Tianxing could only wait patiently.

The prepared mooncakes will "return oil" after being placed for a period of time, that is, the oil in the mooncake filling penetrates into the cake skin, and the taste of the mooncakes after oil return can reach the best state. The time for making mooncakes is tight this time, but the oil return effect is obvious. The oil paper used to wrap the mooncakes has been soaked. This time, I put a new layer of oil paper in the box.

They bring a lot of mooncakes, at least two mooncakes per person, on average, it can reach almost three per capita. Oil paper cuts a certain area and wraps two moon cakes together, each serving one. I want to take as much as I want.

North Jiangsu piled up moon cakes into mountains, and Mo Shangyun was no exception, directly forming pyramids.

Finally, in one of the boxes she brought, there were two moon cakes.

Finally came.

Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows.

Then, he saw Mo Shangjun took out the two packaged moon cakes and turned to him.

Looking at him, Mo Shangyun said, "Hand."

"..."

Yan Tian Xing Chao extended her right hand, palm up.

Glancing at it lightly, Mo Shangyun said, "Two hands."

"..." After Yan Tianxing endured it, he couldn't hold it back and said, "Is the co-authoring still a reward?"

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun nodded and put on that brazen posture.

"..."

In view of her mysterious style, Yan Tianxing was really curious, so he obediently extended his other hand.

Raising his eyebrows with satisfaction, Mo Shangyun finally put his moon cake in his palm.

Mo Shangyun asked with a smile: "Open it?"

At this moment, Yan Gui, who was sitting beside and silently watching, finally couldn't help but come forward, "Mo Mo, mine--"

Mo Shangjun picked up a wrapped moon cake from the table and threw it away.

Accompanying the mooncake, there was also Mo Shangjun who warned lightly, "Go aside."

Yan Guixian couldn't wait to open the oil paper and looked at the moon cake without any special marks. He was disappointed immediately. He narrowed his neck and tried to fight for himself: "Mo Mo, I want you to do..."

Mo Shangyun said: "That's what I did."

"...No sign." Yan Gui whispered.

His brows were frowned, and the ink was said silently: "Everyone has a logo, so I did what was not."

"That's it!"

Yangui immediately came to the spirit.

However, after Mo Shangyun glared at him, he dropped his head again, and then squatted back to the corner of the wooden house.

Helplessly squinted at him, Mo Shangyun sighed, and when he regained his sight, he saw that Yan Tianxing had opened the oil-paper package.

The corners of his lips curled, his eyebrows seemingly smiling, some teasing, "No sign?"

At the moment of seeing the moon cake, the previous suffocation caused by waiting and being teased by Mo Shangyun was almost exhausted.

Those are moon cakes made by two molds that absolutely cannot find patterns on the market.

A cartoon pattern printed on the front pie crust is very soft and cute. It looks like the portrait of a couple who was painted by Si Sheng in ink on the front.

As a result, even with her grievances of not picking herself out of the hospital and the painstaking effort to make chestnuts for her in the afternoon, she disappeared completely, leaving only the joy that can overflow at any time.

"Just done four." Mo Shangjun shrugged and said, "Two each."

Although it takes a lot of money to make molds made by Zhou Zhang, such mooncakes with selfishness cannot always be distributed to others. Some people may not mind the moon cakes printed with this pattern, but some people may care. It is better not to do it. And she and Yan Tianxing couldn't eat too much, so they made four.

Yan Tianxing's one is filled with bean paste and the other is filled with egg yolk and bean paste.

What she left, one was stuffed with Huang Rong and one was stuffed with egg yolk and Rong.

Of course, the two patterns of each copy are different.

"excellent."

Seeing her clearly a little proud, but pretending to have a light and breezy expression, Yan Tianxing likes it tightly, but only feels a kind of indescribable cuteness.

During the speech, her fingers pinched her cheek, which was soft and slippery, so she squeezed it, and her fingers stayed for a few seconds, and she did not want to move away.

Mo Shangyun glanced around, and after seeing several eyes, he quickly snapped Yan Tianxing's hand away.

As a result, her behavior only received Yan Tianxing a chuckle.

Yan Tianxing said: "You are treated like cheating."

"..."

Mo Shangyun was guilty.