Mucheng didn't know if he had given her inspiration, but she had certainly given him inspiration!

She made his works no longer only the coldness and desolation of memories. In the new works, the lines in the pen have more feminine qualities, showing a woman's desire for love, and being proud to be held in the palm of a man's hand!

The 'King's Woman' is not a high-level person who is hard to touch, but a treasure carefully cared for by a man - this is the best interpretation of this theme. This is the dazzling light in his eyes when he sees her in his arms.

When you are smart, inspiration comes suddenly!

"You? Inspiration?" An Yan hit his head with a pen, shook his head and said, "I'll be fine if you're not angry. I'm still inspired!"

"Stubborn!" Mucheng also shook his head, stretched out his hand and flicked her forehead. When they saw her exclaiming in pain and hitting his head hard with a pencil, the two of them laughed in unison.

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Such two people seem to be so harmonious and well-matched: the combination of handsome men and beautiful women is eye-catching, and their tacit understanding makes Mu Xi unable to even feel jealous - fearing that this emotion will destroy them.

The beauty that emanates from the interaction between them.

"Well, my eldest brother and Su Ho fell in love so much back then, but they still separated by accident. Maybe he and An Yan were really destined." Mu Xi bit her pen and looked at them, with compromise in her eyes.

The subsequent acceptance of fate.

…

For the next week, the three of them worked on the artwork at home, almost without leaving the house.

After Zhang's mother came over to help them cook a meal that night, she simply stayed there because she was worried that the three of them would not know how to eat or sleep in her absence!

"it's time for lunch."

"it's time for lunch!"

Aunt Zhang stood in the living room and shouted several times, but no one answered her. When she walked to the door of the study with a frown, she saw that the entire study was too messy to accommodate one more person——

All scattered on the ground were manuscript papers, sample clothes, fabrics, and snack bags;

Mucheng alone occupies one-half of the desktop and is coloring the finished manuscript. His focused expression shows an aura of perfection;

And An Yan was immersed in all kinds of fabrics. From time to time, he put the fabrics he liked on his face and rubbed them to feel the touch of the skin. His long hair, which was pulled into a bun, was also messy.

It fell apart and looked messy;

Mu Xi was kneeling on the chair with his bare feet, carefully drawing the lace on the drawing - "Ah!" Suddenly there was a cry, the chair slid back, and Mu Xi fell off the chair.

, the two people who were immersed in their own work, including Zhang Ma who was standing at the door, were startled.

"Why did you fall?" An Yan hurriedly stood up from the pile of fabrics and was about to go over to help her up. However, because she had been sitting cross-legged on the ground for too long, her whole legs were numb. No, Mu Xi had just fallen.

On the ground, she fell down again.

"Mu Xi, get up quickly." Mucheng put down the pen in his hand, walked quickly to An Yan and hugged her: "Did you fall somewhere?"

"Brother, it was me who fell, okay? An Yan just fell on the spot! You are too biased!" Mu Xi looked at Mu Cheng without even looking at herself, and directly picked up An Yan who was leaning on the ground.

, and immediately protested dissatisfied.

After spending this week together, she couldn't help but admire An Yan's design talent! And when she saw the compatibility between An Yan and Mucheng when they exchanged design ideas, their persistence when they argued loudly for different ideas, and when they achieved the ideal effect, they

The intimacy when they hugged each other with high fives, and when An Yan became weak from exhaustion, Mucheng carefully carried her back to the room to be loved; Mu Xi had to admit Anyan's identity and status.

But even if she admits it, she still can't help but feel sad every time she sees Mucheng caring for her - even if she is a younger sister, she can't ignore her like this, it's too much!

"If the difference between being a sister and being a wife is so big, I won't be willing to just be a sister." Mu Xi looked at Mu Cheng who was holding An Yan and said dullly.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mucheng turned around and scolded her, frowning and said, "Why don't you get up? Isn't it fun on the ground?"

"Hey, I don't even ask if it hurts from the fall. Where can I be a brother like this!" Mu Xi stood up holding the table and muttered with his mouth raised. He accidentally didn't see the cloth thrown to the ground under his feet, and almost

Used and tripped.

"Be careful." Mucheng looked at her, shook his head, and said to An Yan in his arms, "Did you fall somewhere?"

"No, let me down quickly." An Yan opened his hand forcefully and jumped out of his arms - he was so used to hugging her that she couldn't help but suspect: He was doing it purely to make Mu Xi

Even if you give up on acting, you still want to take advantage of her!

Well, even though we are a couple, he will have to take advantage of this advantage sooner or later, but we have agreed that Ma is still in the adaptation period!

"Slow down." Muchengxu helped her up. After seeing her stand firm, he shook his head and followed her to the restaurant.

Seeing them coming, Zhang Ma handed the rice to the three of them while nagging: "A good body is more important than anything else. Although you are young now, don't waste your health too much. Don't drink coffee as water.

Don’t skip meals and just have snacks.”

Mucheng lowered his head and smiled without answering - since his mother passed away, his life had been taken care of by Ma Zhang. When he left the old house to live alone, Ma Zhang quit his job at the old house and came to help occasionally.

He cooks, cleans the house and so on.

The relationship between the two is not that of mother and son, but it is like mother and son! Listening to Zhang Ma's nagging has become a habit over the years - not only does it not feel verbose, but it also feels like a kind of warmth of being cared about.

"Anyway, you won't listen to anything I say when I get older." After saying that, he glanced at An Yan again, but stopped talking.

Of course, An Yan was very clear about the meaning of this glance: he thought that marrying a wife would take care of his life, but he didn't expect that this bad habit would be more harmful to him than him!

An Yan stuck out her tongue secretly, glanced at Mucheng secretly, lowered her head to eat and did not answer Zhang Ma's words.

…

"I thought of a matching lace." Just halfway through eating, An Yan suddenly put down his chopsticks and rushed to the study.

"An Yan?" Mucheng couldn't help but frowned when he saw that she hadn't eaten more than a few mouthfuls of food.

An Yan, who rushed into the study, failed to start work as she wished. She hurriedly pulled out the ringing mobile phone from a pile of drawings, and then said quickly: "Hello An Yan."

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard you. I have something to do now and will get back to you later."
Chapter completed!