Cohabitation Before Marriage

"I didn't do anything. I just wrote some words."

Luo Yangyang looked at Mo An, who was beaming with joy, and smiled faintly.

"I heard from Sister Youyou that you're also a screenwriter like her, right?"

The afternoon breeze blew from behind Mo An, causing a few strands of her shoulder-length hair to flutter on her cheeks.

Her hair fluttered in the wind, making her eyes look even more mesmerizing.

"Yes."

Luo Yangyang nodded. She looked at the friendly Mo An and suddenly did not know what to say to him.

He still remembered the first time he met her, she was wary of people.

It had only been a week, but she was already so friendly and friendly with everyone.

Mo An also asked Luo Yangyang a few unimportant questions, and Luo Yangyang responded casually.

Perhaps she was really affected by Youyou, but she found that she was no longer warm to Moan.

"Sister Yangyang, can you tell me how you met Brother Fengsheng?"