How do different species fall in love

The phone rang, but Harley ignored it. He was sitting in front of the drawing board, holding a paint tray in one hand and three pens in the other, and was seriously painting.

To combine painting and photos into one, it is easy to use PS, but it is more difficult and time-consuming to use a pen. However, Harley never saves effort on these. The latter is obviously more spiritual. There will be a steady stream of new ideas emerging, and he enjoys the process.

Other photographers need to produce pictures quickly, but he can spend a long time polishing a work because he has no financial pressure.

What he is drawing now is a picture of Long Yao, and at the bottom is a photo of his portrait.

The amber eyes are staring at the camera, the upper eyelids are half drooping lazily, but the eyes behind the slender eyelashes are like ice edges, cold and penetrating, as if to pierce the picture.

Based on this photo alone, Harley can conclude that Long Yao has received long-term professional training, otherwise, it can only be explained by talent.

In order to neutralize the sharp temperament of Long Yao in the photo, he painted a flower crown for him with paint, and the pink cherry blossom petals fell down the hair, softening the picture suddenly.

After thinning the last petal, he put down the brush and picked up the phone to read the news.

[Jin Zichen: Brother Zhuge! !Where did you find the model in your photo? ! 】

Harley frowned. The second young master of the Jin family didn't chat with him once in 800 years.

And [photo?which one? 】

Recently, he only took photos of Long Yao, but at Long Yao's request, he never sent them out. There was only one photo with a relatively high degree of completion, which was taken by the editorial department as an example photo.

[Jin Zichen: [Picture]]

What Jin Zichen sent was exactly that example picture.

Harley's complexion turned ugly. The company even published Long Yao's photo in the magazine without his consent, and it was still inside.

[Jin Zichen: The model's name is not marked, I really want to know who he is, Zhuge brother, where did you find him. 】

The elders of the two families know each other well, and Harley still trusts him, so he said briefly: [Neighbor. 】

【Jin Zichen: Then can I ask you for his contact information? 】

[Jin Zichen: Wait! ! !Neighbor? ? 】

Jin Zichen raised his hand and twirled the hairband on his forehead, almost jumping up in excitement.

I hit the jackpot.

[Jin Zichen: Brother Zhuge, are you still living in that building of your University of Arts? I haven’t been to your place for a long time, how about...]

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Jin Zichen got Long Yao's address and was very proud.

He sent a message to Mo Yubing backhandedly.

As for the eldest young master, the heir of the Mo family, let alone him, even his own brother Jin Ziyue was overwhelmed, so when Jin Ziyue thought his progress was ahead of Mo Yubing's, he was very happy.

The conversation between the two stayed a few days ago.

[Brother Yubing, do you have any clues over there? 】

Mo Yubing replied coldly: [None]

【Hey, neither do I. 】

Now I have.

However, since he was a rival in love, Jin Zichen did not tell the truth.

[Jin Zichen: Brother Yubing, have you found Long Yao yet? 】

At that time, Mo Yubing was sitting at Long Yao's house, eating the dishes made by Long Yao.

He glanced at Long Yao, and found that the person opposite him had cheeks like a little hamster, eating cutely, so he put down his chopsticks, intending to reply to Jin Zichen, only to see that the latter continued to send a lot of bombing messages.

【Jin Zichen: Hey, I'm too miserable, there's no news from my side yet. 】

[Jin Zichen: There is no news at all, little Chixi seems to have evaporated from the world. 】

【Jin Zichen: ...】

Mo Yubing was not a god, so naturally he couldn't predict everything, but he sensed a subtle sense of dismay from Jin Zichen's behavior.

It was like mocking him for not finding Long Yao yet.

So Mo Yubing made a cold backhand: 【Yes. 】End the conversation.

Jin Zichen was used to him like this, or rather Mo Yubing's style of acting was better than Mo Yubing, so he expressed tolerance and understanding.

[Jin Zichen: Brother Yubing, don't worry, concentrate on your work, if there is any news, I will let you know as soon as possible. 】

Genius, Jin Zichen, you are simply a genius.

After posting this without changing his face, Jin Zichen laughed three times, and felt that he was still very excited, so he sent a video call to the dominatrix Ren Zixi.

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It's not easy.

Long Yao sat on the bed and unwrapped Wu Shuyi's gift that he finally got in his hands after all the hardships and twists and turns.

A large dark scarf, this pattern...is it a brand called Fan?

To be honest, Long Yao almost forgot all the luxury brands he had memorized before.

But any brand is ok, as a gift from the doctor, no matter how cheap it is, he won't mind.

Similarly, no matter how expensive it is, he will not be burdened.

This scarf is very big. After Long Yao spreads it out completely, it can take up half of a bed. It can be used as a scarf or a shawl. It should be very warm and practical to wear.

A doctor is still a doctor, and giving him things is always considerate.

Unlike some people, give some flashy things.

Long Yao stared at the ring on his hand.

In fact, excluding other factors, he quite liked this ring.

Diamond.

It really was Mo Yubing's style.

His lip studs and eyebrow studs are all inlaid with diamonds. Although they are not large, they have many and dense cuts. In fact, it is a test of the innate quality and post-processing of diamonds.

There are always dozens of diamonds on this ring. Although they are all small diamonds, they also have many facets, which are extremely shiny.

Wearing such a ring with strong personal style of Young Master Mo made Long Yao a little awkward.

But that guy had to let him wear it. If he didn't wear it, he didn't accept his apology and wasted his mind.

"If you don't want it, I'll throw it away."

What are the words of tigers and wolves, does the money come from the wind?

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Mo Yubing: [I'm making breakfast tomorrow morning, what do you want to eat? 】

Staring at the news, Long Yao lay back on the bed with a strange expression on his face.

Before he had a high fever, he could explain Mo Yubing's initiative to cook as taking care of the sick, but now he can't deceive himself.

Master Mo cooks for him?What the hell is going on with this.

Even if you want to restore the old one, you don't need to be so detailed, isn't it delicious to take out?

Long Yao: [Let me do it. 】

Mo Yubing: [I'll do as long as I come, you can rest or take care of Eggy. 】

Long Yao: "..."

Must he tell the truth?

Long Yao: [I think you don't cook enough for me. 】

There is a very romantic love saying, to the effect that there are three things that people can't hide-cough, sleepiness, and liking for someone.

To Long Yao, these words were not romantic, and these were innocuous compared with what he wanted to hide, and what he wanted to hide didn't sound very elegant.

But now he doesn't care much about what Mo Yubing thinks about his abnormal eating.

Mo Yubing: [I know, don't worry, I will do more. 】

Long Yao: 【Do you really know?Something about me is... not normal. 】