Mo Nanze drove Lu Yinfeng to the underground parking lot of his residence.
The car stopped for a long time, and Mo Nanze didn't move. Lu Yinfeng also sat on the seat and didn't get out of the car for a long time.
Mo Nanze held his hands on the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles were raised.
"Lawyer Mo." Lu Yinfeng called softly.
"Huh?" Mo Nanze responded absently.
Lu Yinfeng looked at his side face, his brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were staring deeply ahead, the tip of his tall nose moved slightly, and blue blood vessels could be faintly seen under the fair skin.
He was deep in thought.
Lu Yinfeng didn't dare to disturb.
Time passed bit by bit, and almost half an hour passed before Lu Yinfeng heard Mo Nanze sigh slightly.
Then, he turned his head and looked at Lu Yinfeng, with a slight smile on his lips.
"Still not getting out of the car? Do you want me to take you up?"
The lights were dim, and in this small and ambiguous space, Mo Nanze looked particularly beautiful.
Lu Yinfeng's heart moved and his cheeks turned slightly red.
She swallowed and bravely stretched out her hand to hold Mo Nanze's wrist.
"Lawyer Mo, I want you to stay with me tonight..." Her voice was soft but her tone was very firm.
She didn't know why, but she suddenly wanted to hold Mo Nanze, skin to skin, and gently trace the muscle lines on his back with her fingertips...
To put it more bluntly, she was greedy.
Mo Nanze looked at him deeply, how could he not know her intention.
He had no reason to refuse Lu Yinfeng's initiative, so he responded, "Okay."
Back home, everything is as it was before.
But Mo Nanze felt like it was three autumns apart.
Lu Yinfeng was a little happy and went to get two glasses of warm water with brisk steps. He handed one to Mo Nanze and drank the other in a few sips.
Mo Nanze watched her movements, his eyes narrowed, showing a gentle smile.
He put down the water glass, took a step closer to Lu Yinfeng, gently lifted her chin, lowered his head and kissed her.
Mo Nanze's tongue forcefully swept away the remaining moisture in Lu Yinfeng's mouth, and as his Adam's apple rolled up and down, Lu Yinfeng was completely smitten.
She stood on tiptoes and tried to get closer to Mo Nanze, making the kiss deeper and more passionate.
After a long time, the kiss ended.
Mo Nanze hugged Lu Yinfeng tightly, rested his head on her shoulder, and panted hard.
Lu Yinfeng could feel Mo Nanze's hot breath flowing on her body, and her nasal cavity was filled with his faint fragrance.
She misses him.
It's not the kind of longing that can be relieved by meeting and kissing.
"Mo... Nanze..." Lu Yinfeng called softly.
This is a mantra.
Sure enough, Mo Nanze reacted quickly.
He squinted his eyes, staring straight at Lu Yinfeng's delicate red face.
He didn't have this feeling for other women, but he couldn't stop lusting after Lu Yinfeng's body.
"Do you want it?" Mo Nanze said in a low voice.
He deliberately leaned close to Lu Yinfeng's ear and teased her nerves with his voice.
Lu Yinfeng's body softened and he completely leaned on Mo Nanze.
Both of them have a lot of things to do during this time, and they haven't spent time together in a long time.
How can men and women with normal physiology not have needs?
Mo Nanze held the back of Lu Yinfeng's head with one hand, got under his clothes with the other, and touched the smooth skin on Lu Yinfeng's back.
He wanted her, but...
Lu Yinfeng also felt Mo Nanze's absent-mindedness.
"I'm sorry." Mo Nanze let go of Lu Yinfeng and pinched her cheek flesh.
Lu Yinfeng instantly held his hand, put it on his face and rubbed it.
Lawyer Mo has something on his mind.
She asked tentatively: "Lawyer Mo, are you still thinking about Mo Qianyan?"
Mo Nanze did not deny it, but he did not want to say too much. He still comforted her with a gentle voice: "Don't worry too much."
"I'm not worried about him, I'm only worried about you." Lu Yinfeng blinked, letting out a trace of moisture.
It was obviously a very innocent action, but Mo Nanze found it extremely exciting.
The two inexplicably hugged each other again and rolled onto the sofa.
A hasty affair ended.
Lu Yinfeng rested his head on Mo Nanze's chest, breathing lightly.
Mo Nanze felt a little guilty, turned over and pressed Lu Yinfeng under him, and said hoarsely: "Yinfeng, do it again."
He knew that Lu Yinfeng was greedy for his body and his abilities.
If even this advantage disappeared, how could he keep Lu Yinfeng?
Lu Yinfeng smiled and hooked his arm around his neck, "Lawyer Mo, have a good night's rest. I'll stay with you."
"You must not have had a good sleep for a long time...Look at the dark circles under your eyes, they are almost like pandas." Lu Yinfeng rambled, with distress in his tone.
In this case, Mo Nanze didn't force it.
He stood up, picked up Lu Yinfeng, and walked to the bedroom.
This night was the most peaceful and comfortable night that Mo Nanze had slept in two months.
*
For the next few days, I didn't receive any more news about Mo Qianyan.
The Mo family didn't take any action, as if nothing had ever happened.
Lu Yinfeng believed that as long as it stayed like this, Mo Qianyan would feel bored and reappear in everyone's field of vision.
This little farce will probably become a joke to make fun of him in the future.
The crew was very busy with work, and Lu Yinfeng devoted himself wholeheartedly to it.
She liked more and more the feeling of this complicated little things filling her life.
Although I am busy and tired, I will not feel bored anymore.
"What kind of broken prop is this!" Lin Xiyao cursed angrily and pushed a pile of knives on the table to the ground. "It's so fake, and it's arranged so neatly. Is this a murder scene or a knife seller in a vegetable market?"
Lin Xiyao was in a bad mood and couldn't shoot normally, so everyone had to be patient and coax her.
Some people also cast sympathetic glances at Lu Yinfeng, who was standing not far away, because Lu Yinfeng had placed all the props one by one in the past few minutes.
Ever since Lin Xiyao got angry on the set last time, anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was targeting Lu Yinfeng.
After all, Lu Yinfeng is the author of the original work and has a close relationship with the Mo family.
It can only be said that when gods fight, mortals suffer.
The prop team changed a batch of knives, and Lu Yinfeng helped set up the scene again.
She placed the knives neatly on the table one by one, meticulously.
Lin Xiyao glanced at Lu Yinfeng with her arms crossed, and said sarcastically: "Looking at your attitude, the job of a supermarket tallyman is more suitable for you."
"As long as I work hard, I can do anything well." Lu Yinfeng replied expressionlessly.
"Tch—" Lin Xiyao snorted lightly.
She came over and deliberately messed up the props arranged by Lu Yinfeng.
"You!" Lu Yinfeng quickly held down her hand and yelled angrily, "Can you please stop disturbing our work! You have wasted the time of hundreds of people on the crew!"
Lu Yinfeng frowned, with a serious look on his face.
The rest of the crew silently supported her in their hearts.
Lin Xiyao was just unhappy.
Ever since she learned that the original work of this drama was written by Lu Yinfeng, she became more and more disgusted with it.
She doesn't care!
Lin Xiyao's eyes flashed with malice in her heart.
She suddenly drew a knife and put it against Lu Yinfeng's neck.
