Mo Shao's little feather

"Little Feather, I have something to do recently and I won't be back here for the next few days." After three days in a row, on the way to work in the morning, Mo Xin suddenly told Zhongli Yuyu about such a thing.

Zhongli Yuyu froze for a moment, no matter how busy Mo Xin was before, he would go back, could it be that he scared people by asking him to update too much recently?

"Are you going to live in the company?" Zhongli Yuyu knew that Mo Xin's office had a lounge.

"Go to Zicong's side. He has a few heavy projects this time, so it's more convenient to go there during this time." Mo Xin explained while driving.

Zhongli Yuyu nodded, work is important.

"Did you get your clothes ready? I didn't see you take your luggage." Zhongli Yuyu remembered that when he went out in the morning, Mo Xin didn't take any luggage.

"There are everything in the office, just take it from there."

"That's fine." Zhongli Yuyu felt that Mo Xin would feel at ease going to Wu Zicong's house, at least he would not be wronged when eating and drinking.

"Let Duanmu stay with you these few nights." Mo Xin was still a little worried about Zhongli Yuyu, worried that he would be lonely living alone.

"No, no." Zhongli Yuyu immediately waved his hands. "Daddy, don't worry, I'm fine by myself, and I was always alone before."

Zhongli Yuyu smiled indifferently, but Mo Xin felt uncomfortable.

"Duanmu is not an outsider, let him accompany you, you will not be bored."

"I really don't need it." Zhongli Yuyu refused again, "Big Daddy, I know you're worried about me, but I really don't need it. To be honest, I don't like staying in other people's homes, and I don't like others living in my home. But it's okay It's strange, I never rejected you, Da Da."

Now that Zhongli Yuyu thought about it, it was strange that he accepted Mo Xin's move-in so naturally, and had lived with him for several months before he knew it.Even because of the changes in the relationship today, it may continue to live like this.

Moreover, he also felt that it was good to have someone to accompany him.

Mo Xin raised the corners of her lips and said cheerfully: "It means that we are destined." In fact, he didn't expect that it would be so smooth.

Looking back, everything was like a dream.

"Yes, fate." Zhongli Yuyu nodded approvingly, probably there is no more appropriate word than this.

"That night...you really don't need Duanmu to go there?" Mo Xin brought up the topic again, if he had to leave because of something, he would not want to part with Zhongli Yuyu for a minute.

"Well, it's really not necessary. I'll lock the door when I get back, so don't worry about it." Zhongli Yuyu vowed. "If I really need help, I'll call Li Xuan, and he will help me."

When Mo Xin heard Li Xuan's name, he felt a little concerned, but he didn't say no, but nodded and said, "Okay." Because he was afraid that if something really happened, and because of his disagreement, there would be no People can help Zhongli Yuyu.

He knew how important his words were in Zhongli Yuyu's heart.

Therefore, he cannot be willful.

After get off work in the evening, Duanmuhan and Wu Zicong left first, and Mo Xin sent Zhongli Yuyu home.

After arriving home, she was chattering like an old woman and settled everything. Zhongli Yuyu couldn't stand it anymore, so she drove him away.

"Daddy, I'm really fine. You'd better go there early, and if you have something to discuss earlier, you can rest for a while."

Mo Xin was worried about him, and he was also worried about Mo Xin.

As long as this workaholic is busy, it doesn't matter how late it is, and all the delays here are time.

Mo Xin took a look at Zhongli Yuyu, "Okay then, I'll go there first, and don't open the door if anyone knocks at night, you know?"

Zhongli Yuyu put his hands on his hips, and Wa-Wa said domineeringly: "Since you are so worried, why don't you go."

Really, he is not a child!Although it is heartwarming to be so cared about, it is also very strange.

Mo Xin smiled and pinched his cheek, "I don't want to go either, otherwise... I still can't pass."

Zhongli Yuyu: "..."

What about your principles? !

Zhongli Yuyu was happy to be valued, but he knew that his career should not be delayed because of these things.

In sweet times everything is fine, but in bad times these are the source of quarrels.

"Big Daddy, are you trying to get people to call me a disaster?" Zhongli Yuyu put on a serious face, showing a baby's unhappy expression.

Mo Xin smiled and bowed, "I was wrong, Xiaoyu, don't be angry." As he said that, he took him into his arms, hugged him very hard, and after letting go, he turned and left.

Mo Xin was afraid that if she took one more look, she would not want to leave again.

Zhongli Yuyu waved at his back, waited for the elevator door to close, then went home and locked the door.

It didn't feel like much at first.

Zhongli Yuyu went to the kitchen to make dinner first as usual, there was nothing strange about it, but after he finished it, he realized that he habitually cooked dinner for two.

Looking at the extra portion, Zhongli Yuyu pursed his lips, put it aside, and put it in the refrigerator after it cooled down.

When eating, he always subconsciously looks at Mo Xin's usual place, and seeing the empty seats over there, Zhongli Yuyu feels that there is an empty place in his heart.

"What are you thinking, I was not alone before, but now I am hypocritical." Zhongli Yuyu said to himself, spurning herself.

He hasn't been alone for so many years, this is how long someone has been with him, and now he is not used to being away.

But even if he warned himself like this, it was still a bit awkward.

Zhongli Yuyu quickly finished his dinner, tidied up the kitchen and returned to his room.

Close the door, this is his most private personal space.

Mo Xin has always been conscious, and basically would not come to his room to disturb him, so here Zhongli Yuyu felt that he could not think about the other party's affairs.

Zhongli Yuyu didn't dawdle any longer, turned on the computer and started drawing.

The tip of the pen travels on the digital board, and the lines on the screen outline another world and characters. This feeling is actually very wonderful.

After Zhongli Yuyu finished drawing the line draft of the new picture, he opened the previous character set and started to color it.

This is his habit.

Everyone has their own habits, some like to lay the color first, use a large area of ​​different color blocks as a base, and then draw the line draft, or the line draft is just a very rough and simple positioning, etc.

Zhongli Yuyu never felt that there was anything wrong with other people's painting methods. After all, as long as the result was satisfactory, no matter what the process was, there was no need for everyone to be unified.

Zhongli Yuyu looked at the character design inside, thought that this was the character design in Mo Xinwen, and couldn't help but think of him again.

Mo Xin's personal diary has already been printed, and what Zhongli Yuyu has in his hand is a picture drawn for the current serialized new article.

It's not a solicited draft, it's for his own practice. Of course, Mo Xin also said that he can choose from among them if he needs to draw first.

However, although the personal diary has been printed in the factory, Zhongli Yuyu has not yet drawn the pictures for the postcards.

Because... the scale is a bit big, the posture is too shameful, Zhongli Yuyu is a little imaginative.

And Mo Xin doted on him, and was not in a hurry to draw, so he told him not to worry, but to draw slowly.

Every time Zhongli Yuyu saw those descriptions, his blood would surge up, and this person felt like he was about to smoke.The most embarrassing thing is that he really can't draw QAQ.

"It's true, why is it so broken all of a sudden." Otherwise, he would have submitted all the manuscripts in such a long time!Zhongli Yuyu lay on the digital board depressed.

Thinking of how excited Mo Xin was when he invited him to draw a picture at the beginning, but now he seems to be hammering himself a few times, telling you to accept it without asking, and now you are screwing yourself!

Zhongli Yuyu rubbed her cheeks wanting to cry but couldn't help thinking.

"I don't know what Mo Xin is doing..."

Mo Xin, who was missed by Zhongli Yuyu, is being scolded at the moment.

Yes, that's right, he was being scolded mercilessly by Wu Zicong.

"Mo Xin, are you a pig? Wrong again!"

"Oh, let me go, why can't I learn just this little thing?"

"Fuck, what did you put in it, you want to poison people to death!"

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Wu Zicong started to scold, Duanmuhan couldn't stand it any longer, and poked Wu Zicong with his elbow.

Wu Zicong turned around, "What?"

Duanmuhan lowered his voice and said: "Old Wu, you've almost finished ordering, don't you want to live a better life in the future?"

Wu Zicong snorted, "Tch, who is afraid of him." But after that, he never scolded anyone like before.

Duanmuhan rolled his eyes, aren't you afraid?Why did you give up so quickly.

Wu Zicong adjusted his plain glasses on the bridge of his nose, pretending not to see it, I was just tired of cursing, not afraid.

"Mo Xin, if it doesn't work, let's go buy one, don't torture yourself like this." Duanmuhan couldn't help but put forward his own ideas.

Mo Xin ignored him.

"Boss, let me tell you the truth, everything can be accomplished without hard work, it also requires talent." Duanmuhan continued to lobby unrelentingly.

Mo Xin finally stopped what he was doing, and looked over with cold eyes. "Are you saying I have no talent?"

Duanmuhan pouted, do I need to say anything else?Look what you made, cake?Obviously looks like a bomb!

That's right, Mo Xin came here today to learn some kitchen skills with Wu Zicong, and the first thing he made was cake!

Starting from the roasted embryos, the same things are put in, but the taste made by Mo Xin is special...well, unique!

It's like after people eat it, they don't want to hear the word cake again in this life, okay?

Duanmuhan came here to join in the fun at first, and he was very happy to watch the play.

However, watching Mo Xin fail again and again, I really can't stand it anymore.

After all, the taste of the embryo is considered normal, but this guy can mount a flower... It's hard to watch, it's really boring.

This guy obviously has a high aesthetic, why these things are completely useless when it comes to cooking.

Duanmuhan used to think that Mo Xin was much better at cooking than himself, but now it seems that the two of them are not the same.

"I don't need to say it, you still can't feel it? I think it's better to let Lao Wu do it." Duanmuhan was speechless and had to give an idea.

"No, there's still time, I'll do it myself." Mo Xin refused, bowed her head and continued to do it again.

Under the light, Mo Xin bowed her head and carefully made the most basic mounting flowers, one after another, it doesn't matter if it doesn't look good, again and again, do it all over again.

"This guy..." Wu Zicong sighed, but didn't finish.

Duanmuhan suddenly felt a little sad.

He suddenly wanted to ask, how much do you love him, you have to do everything yourself, and you can endure such insults, what is your pride?

But he couldn't ask.

Duanmuhan was a little envious of the feeling of giving all his tenderness for one person in his life.