After the awards ceremony ended, Fang Mo’er had a whole day off.
However, she did not stay idle.
Instead, she called her manager and asked her to find an acting coach.
Shen Yue asked, “You want to learn acting?”
Fang Mo’er chuckled and replied, “Yes.”
She had never learned acting before in her previous life and did not know how much she could learn in such a short period of time.
Fortunately, she was a fairly quick learner. After all, she had learned how to compose music within a few days.
Surely, it would not be that difficult to pick up some acting skills this time.
Fang Mo’er rubbed her nose and thought with some uncertainty.
“Come to the company tomorrow then. I’ll arrange for a teacher to take you.”
“Okay!”
“By the way, I have a few new songs here. Come and pick one. It’s time to release a new song.”
Fang Mo’er nodded.
Shen Yue was such a good manager.
She did not restrict her freedom and neither did she ask about her situation. She had even found a song for her without her needing to say a word.
That night, she returned to Xiangyuan Residence.
She suddenly remembered something and immediately ran into the study room. She turned on the computer.
The web address of a manga quickly appeared on the computer screen.
This was the first manga that Fang Mo’er had ever produced in this world.
Just as she had logged into her account, countless messages suddenly appeared on the page.
Fang Mo’er could not even finish reading all of them. Taking a look at it, she saw that there were countless anime fans urging her to update it.
“Great Little Fairy, please hurry up and update it!”
“It’s so good, but why hasn’t it been updated yet?! I’ve been sitting and waiting for it to be updated every day!”
“I think this is an artist that I can love. It’s not easy to find a manga that I like, so I hope you can come back and fill the hole.”
Fang Mo’er flipped through the many very similar comments.
She quickly picked up her pen and started to illustrate the next chapter.
Since the reaction from everyone had been so strong, she would make the plot more interesting.
Fang Mo’er immersed herself in her own little world as her pen moved around. A strange smile appeared on her face.
When Shi Mo entered the room, this was the view that greeted him.
Fang Mo’er’s hands were in constant motion. The pen in her hand seemed to be moving subconsciously.
This was the first time Shi Mo had seen Fang Mo’er in such a state of intoxication. He could not help but walk over to her.
He moved behind her to see what she was doing.
He saw Fang Mo’er coloring the manga that she had just drawn. The woman in the manga was leaning on the back of a man who was meditating. She was speaking enticingly.
“There are still many wonderful things in this world that are thousands of times better than meditation. Don’t you want to experience it properly?
“Master, it’s so cold here. Please hold me.”
The woman moved sinuously against the man’s shoulder, in an endlessly seductively dance.
Fang Mo’er was so satisfied with this scene that she was grinning from ear to ear.
This was the first time Shi Mo had ever seen such a manga. He stood on the spot in astonishment and stared at it with his mouth agape.
He even felt that the man in the manga greatly resembled him.
This looked more like Fang Mo’er’s imagined version of their relationship.
Was it possible… that this was actually what she had in mind?
Shi Mo stared at Fang Mo’er thoughtfully for a while.
Then, he exited the room and went to open the webpage of the manga. He began to study it with great interest.
In the other room, Fang Mo’er finally finished a few drafts before setting them to be published regularly. After that, she stretched and yawned before returning to her room.
She entered the room in a daze and collapsed on the bed without even turning on the lights.
She did not even realize that there was another person on the bed.
Fang Mo’er was very exhausted. She lifted the quilt and laid down.
However, she encountered the broad chest of a man.
Then, a large hand suddenly encircled her waist.
Fang Mo’er shivered and smelled the scent of a man. Only then did she relax.
Leaning into the man’s embrace, she asked in confusion, “Why are you here?”
Why had he come to her room instead of sleeping in his own room?
Fang Mo’er felt Shi Mo’s breath against her neck as he spoke in a neutral tone, “I miss you! Madam, the night feels just right tonight, can we do something?”
Fang Mo’er felt a hand moving on her body.
That hand seemed to have magical powers. Wherever it went, she could feel sparks ignite.
After a while, all of Fang Mo’er was stripped of all her clothes.
Then, the man turned over and pressed his body on top of the woman, with absolute superiority.
There was a hint of restraint in his gaze.
Fang Mo’er’s became flushed and warm under the man’s unconcealed fiery gaze.
She reached out to resist the man’s kiss. “Wait a minute, what’s up with you today?”
Why did you suddenly become so… proactive?
