How do different species fall in love

Mo Yubing seems to have told the KT people upstairs not to spread the news about him here. The Caihong brothers and Boss Zou are very kind, and they are very tight-lipped. Harley on the same floor still doesn’t know that he lives more in the apartment. one person.

Long Yao always finds other excuses, causing Harley to ridicule him for being allergic to the camera.

He was also guilty and guilty, so when Mo Yubing was away, he knocked on Harley's apartment door.

Long Yao stared at the clothes in his hand...

Ice blue yarn, the texture is like water mist and smoke, the style is very design, the one-piece cutting is very simple, from the sharp corners of the neckline and skirt corners, you can see the style of this set of haute couture , frigid, sharp.

but……

Do you wear a skirt?

Long Yao thought to himself, it's a good thing Mo Yubing isn't here.

Well, for the sake of art *** friendship devotion.

Harley turned around to look for ice blue disposable hair dye, Long Yao changed into the skirt with bare feet, and turned on the air conditioner to 28 degrees by the way.

It's getting colder.

Harley is worthy of playing with paint, and he is also good at applying makeup. After spraying Long Yao's shoulder-length hair into ice blue from the inside out, he gave Long Yao a make-up.

It's makeup, but it's base makeup with an extremely dramatic ice-blue eyeliner, which makes the elders seductive.

After the first round of photos were taken, Harley showed Long Yao the pictures, and the people in the camera...beautiful.

"this is me?"

"Why not you." Harley said with a smile, obviously exactly the same.

At the same time, he was also very excited.

"Change your hairstyle and continue. Let's braid your hair and put it up for you, so that you can add earrings to your ears..."

"........."

"Hey, the shape you made, Harley, looks like the cyborgs in Cyberstar. Their racial setting seems to be pure white, which is similar to such a light blue."

Harley saw that it was really true, and he said, "Why don't you send the photo to the crew? Jolliver should like it."

"Actually, I haven't decided whether to go or not."

Tapping, tapping, the sun went down, and Long Yao called the time on time.

"Amount." He touched his head and said embarrassedly, "I'm hungry again."

"go Go."

This person can go hungry three times in two hours, Harley has long been used to it, so he put down the camera.

Because Long Yao needed to change clothes and eat snacks, in order to run back and forth between the two sides, he and Harley's two doors were kept open, and Eggy was locked in another apartment in advance.

So when Long Yao jumped down from Harley's apartment with bare feet and skirts, turned around the living room and looked up, he saw a person leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed at the end of the hallway.

A pair of obsidian-like eyes swept over heavily, and Young Master Mo was expressionless.

The pressure around him could be felt from several meters away.

hiss.

It seems that something is not good.

Long Yao lowered his head to look at the thin gauze skirt on his body. As far as he could see, there were slender legs that were exposed, and poor bare toes that were already frozen red. With his movements, the sides of his cheeks were icy blue. long hair hanging down.

Don't ask, it's embarrassing to ask.

Very embarrassing.

Mo Yubing hugged his chest and stared at his attire, filled with anger, but couldn't help being amazed.

However... wearing such a revealing skirt, this is an indisputable fact.

Or especially when he's not around.

The black eyes were full of anger, Mo Yubing suddenly smiled: "Baby, you went to the wrong room."

This tone...

Long Yao's brain froze.

This is so... it seems not only bad.

When he wanted to pretend to be stupid and to follow the obvious fault-finding words of Young Master Mo, Harley came out by coincidence.

"what happened?"

Long-haired, handsome, and handsome young photographer poked his head out.

"This one..." Zhuge Yixuan, a social fear patient, looked at the person at the door. The photographer's occupational disease made him linger on the handsome man's face with black hair and black eyes, especially those long, narrow and dark eyes.

cough cough.

Fortunately, he hadn't been blindfolded by the nympho. He frowned and thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Master Mo?"

Long Yao: Do ​​you know each other? ? !

Then what is he trying to hide?Hiding the loneliness?

"It seems that you had a good time with our neighbors." Mo Yubing said in a strange way.

Swept by the overwhelming resentment in his words, Harley was completely dumbfounded.

who is he and where is he

Just as he was wondering, he heard Long Yao's very knowledgeable voice: "I was wrong."

Young Master Mo still sneered and said, "Have you played enough? Go back."

Long Yao winked at Harley, and quickly slipped back to the apartment.

………………

5 minute later.

Long Yao didn't have time to fix his hair and eyes, so he just changed the clothes that were said to be very expensive, put on smart home clothes and warm cotton slippers, slowly moved to the person on the sofa, and handed him a cup of coffee: "American style."

Long Yao was trying to show his affection, and Mo Yubing loved American style the most.

But today's Young Master Mo took it and didn't drink it.

He stared at Long Yao.

Long Yao met his gaze, pretending to be calm and said: "The neighbor next door is a photographer, and I work part-time as a model for him."

"You seem to know each other, so I won't introduce you."

Seeing Mo Yubing's sullen face and not speaking, Long Yao said with difficulty: "...just take pictures."

"Sit down." Mo Yubing said.

He is at one corner of the sofa, while Long Yao picks the other corner.

"Sit here." Mo Yubing frowned, and pointed to the seat beside him.

As soon as Long Yao sat down, he grabbed his wrist and twisted it back, and then his whole body was raped.

"Ask yourself, am I not good enough for you?"

"Speak softly and take care of every detail. I, Mo Yubing, have never been so kind to a person in more than 20 years. Am I not good enough to you?"

When he was muttering, he was very close to Long Yao, face to face, lips rubbing lips, his tone was extremely dangerous.

"Only taking pictures?"

"Then why deliberately take advantage of my absence?"

"Wearing a skirt, putting on make-up, barefoot, and showing your legs, aren't you quite brave, huh?"

Mo Yubing's voice was terribly deep, and every word he said was like a hammer hitting a gopher, beating Long Yao more and more without confidence.

However, after reaching an extreme point, he suddenly became extremely uneasy.

That's right, this is his house, and Mo Yubing lives in his house, why...ahem...don't care about him? !

Long Yao then summoned up his courage and said back, "Why do I care about that? I'm not a woman."

"But you are mine."

"I……"

Long Yao subconsciously wanted to refute, but he didn't smooth out the words in his stomach.

Fortunately, he didn't smooth it out.

Because when he looked up and his eyes met, he found that besides anger, Mo Yubing's eyes were filled with other...deep emotions.

"Yes, because you always think that I am arrogant, I will only be strong..."

Mo Yubing suddenly laughed at himself.

"...I'm torturing you, aren't I?"

Long Yao's usual indifferent expression was finally broken.

His eyes widened.