Social software bubble to the big boss

He just discovered that being a model is such a stressful thing.

Being watched all the time, the movements will become stiff unconsciously.

Models are not good either.

However, Yan Xing asked him nonchalantly: "Is there anything I don't understand?"

"No..." He tried his best to focus on the literature, "I understand everything..."

He simply lowered his head to read the documents wholeheartedly, trying his best to ignore that there was a person painting himself on the opposite side, and slowly, unconsciously, he finished reading a document.

When he raised his head again, Yan Xing's sketch was almost completed.

What Yan Xing drew was a simple sketch, the lines were not drawn too finely, but the style of the painting was exceptionally delicate, and it portrayed Mu You's appearance very vividly.

The sketch only draws a side face, slightly wrinkled brows, distressed expression and serious and painful eyes.

But I don't know why, even so, the boy in the painting looks very beautiful, with a youthful beauty.

This is... the him in Yan Xing's eyes?

Ahhhh, this painting is really good, he really wants to scream the groundhog, and he really wants to post it!

"I like it so much." He praised with surprise, "The painting is so good, can I... post it on social platforms?"

"For you." Yan Xing handed him the page of sketches, "Look at you."

Mu You carefully added the sketch to a pile of documents, bent his eyes and smiled: "I'll draw one for you someday."

"Well, on weekends." Yan Xing said, "Come to my house on weekends and make you steamed buns, and you can draw."

weekend date...

"Find time to take you to eat hotpot." Yan Xing opened the car door and signaled him to go in. "My father recommended a very good hotpot restaurant to me."

"Okay..." Mu You's eyes lit up.

"But only if you can read the paper."

Mu You's eyes that had just lit up then darkened.

Yan Xing looked at Mu You's movements as if he was a small animal with a funny face, and said lightly, "There are still three days."

"If you learn well, I will continue to paint for you in the future."

Oh, this cob and sweet dates are so beautiful.

**

After returning home, Mu You didn't think about the three-day problem first, but took out the sketch and looked at it for a long time.

What is it like to fall in love with an artist?

That is, he can often draw you, from different angles, and make you look great, super happy!

He wants to show all kinds of shows now, but he doesn't know where to show them.

So he thought about it, and simply typed a little bit, and posted it on his painter Weibo.

It is probably the afternoon in China, and there are a lot of people who go to school and go to work to fish and browse Weibo, and there are many replies after a while.

Someone asked him: Is the draft of the New Testament different from his wife's usual painting style?

He returned a smiling expression, everything was in silence.

**

Facts have proved that, as a foodie, Mu You can work very hard for delicious food. He worked so hard until he finished reading all the materials at nine o'clock on Friday night and roughly understood it.

Yan Xing praised: "Not bad, very powerful."

Mu You triumphantly said, "Of course, it doesn't matter who I am, I'm smart, I was admitted to 985 in the third year of high school..."

"Well, I know." Yan Xing said in that tone of comforting children, "So I hope you will be serious every time you do something, and don't waste your talent."

again...

Mu You wilted.

In fact, Yan Xing is good at everything, but he always likes to persuade him to be serious and to make progress.

But he really just wants to be a salted fish.

"I know." He said weakly.

Yan Xing lowered his eyes, and suddenly grabbed Mu You who was about to move forward.

They kissed in the ice and snow.

The air was cold, and diamond-shaped snowflakes floated in the air, falling on their bodies in fine pieces.

But the kiss was hot and warm, and Yan Xing's lips were extraordinarily gentle.

"Kissing needs to be serious."

This was the first sentence Mu You heard after the end.

Mu You stiffened immediately.

He can't flirt with a mature man.

**

It wasn't until Saturday morning that Mu You really realized that he was going to Yan Xing's house.

Generally speaking, if you go to the other party's house, you want to have a relationship.

Otherwise, could it be that the eyes are big and small, and the quilt is just chatting?

Or simply sleep in two rooms?

Thinking about that scene, Mu You really felt chills.

Although he has not yet graduated, he is not an innocent boy of sixteen or seventeen. Everyone is an adult, has needs, and knows what the other party wants. There is no need to pretend that he doesn't know anything.

He's just a little... How should I put it, probably, he feels more timid when he's closer to his hometown.

Knowing what is going to happen, the instinctive nervousness is like a long-awaited honest meeting, worrying that if the size is not suitable, if the preferences do not match, if some places are not harmonious...

All in all, very tense.

Mu You received a text message from Yan Xing at 08:30 in the morning, did you get up yet?

Mu You: Come on, where is your home, I'll go there.

Yan Xing: No, I'm downstairs, you can go downstairs after packing up

Mu You: Ah, okay, I’ll go downstairs right away

He quickly picked up his schoolbag to pack his things, but he didn't know what to pack.

On the big weekend, he refused to continue reading.

It is also very strange to install painting utensils, Yan Xing said that he has them there.

Dressing up...is too revealing.

Otherwise, there is nothing to pretend.

In the end, he brought some underwear or something, after all, the consumption may be relatively large.

When he went downstairs, Yan Xing's car had already parked at the door of the dormitory building.

He opened the co-pilot's door and walked in, and asked with a smile, "Do you think anyone in the dormitory knows your car? Would it be strange to see your car parked here?"

"I changed a car." Yan Xing said, "Let's go to the supermarket first."

"Do you want to buy groceries?"

"Buy some necessary things." Yan Xing opened Google Maps, "My father told me to prepare some other things for Chinese food, and I need to go to the Chinese supermarket to buy them."

Mu You asked: "Is it the largest Chinese supermarket in the city center?"

"Yes." Yan Xing drove according to the navigation route, "That supermarket will have minced meat, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and... a rolling pin."

The front was pretty serious, but Mu You laughed directly when he heard the last sentence, "Oh my God, you don't have such a rolling pin. Are you sure you can handle the steamed buns? Will you make dough?"

Words and deeds frowned, did not answer.

Along the way, Mu You unconscionably complained about various problems with the steamed buns, even expanding to the problem of Chinese food, until the car stopped 10 minutes later.

When he looked up, he found that they were already near the Yachao.

Yan Xing took out the shopping bag from the trunk of the car, and said flatly, "Youyou."

"Ah, oh." Yan Xing rarely called Mu You's name like that, and Mu You immediately became honest, "That, yes."

"I hope you understand who I'm doing this for."

For whom……

"That's for me."

Yan Xing nodded, "For a certain child who laughed all the way."

Mu You felt a little guilty, as if he really shouldn't have offered the ridicule just now.

"No matter what I do, I hope you can respect the fruits of my labor."

"That's for sure, for sure." Mu You nodded again and again, "What you make must be delicious."

He will brag that it is delicious even if it is not delicious.

Yan Xing's face was a little pale, his eyelids drooped, and it became colder in the slightly foggy morning.

Mu You felt that he was too arrogant just now, so he took the initiative to apologize, "Well, I'm sorry, I was just joking in the car, don't be angry..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xing suddenly raised his head and kissed his lips actively.

Mu You opened his eyes wide in surprise.

The kiss broke instantly, and Yan Xing said softly, "I'm not angry."

"I just want to kiss you."

The author has something to say: I blame you for being too cute

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感谢在2020-12-1901:29:22~2020-12-2014:30:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of static zero; 1 bottle of wee.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!