Wordless Love [Rebirth]

When there is no inspiration, Meng Chilang can't let himself be idle, otherwise his mood will be very irritable.Over the years, he has developed his own way of relieving stress. Unlike others who travel or exercise music, Meng Chilang likes to watch documentaries.

Animals, celebrities, history, landscapes, everything.

The photographers of those documentaries use silence to deduce a certain period of time of a certain person in a certain corner of the world. At first, Meng Chilang was just looking for something to focus on, and later it became a habit.I also met a lot of friends because of this.

As for visiting other people's wardrobes, that was another of his obsessions.

At this point, he is still two-faced!He is full of curiosity about other people's wardrobes, but he is very disgusted by others touching his wardrobes. It can be said that his mother has never approached his wardrobes these days when he returned to China, and only he knows what is inside.

Most people can't stand his problems, even the careless people who don't pay attention to privacy can hardly keep silent about his hobby.

As for the reason, Zhao Lingyu is especially clear now.

Another suit was thrown out, and Meng Chilang frowned tightly. These high-end tailored suits in front of him seemed to pollute his outlook on life and made him uncomfortable!

The movement of his hands didn't stop, and the filter of his brain was instantly stimulated to expand so that the sharp words on his mouth couldn't stop him: "This is it again, my god... what's in your closet! The same Why do you buy so many suits of different styles? Do you raise wood? Don’t you think it’s disrespectful to clothes to put two of the same clothes in the closet?”

"God, what is this Zhao Lingyu? This is the third set, right? What do you think, why don't you just buy seven sets and wear them from Monday to Sunday, and then change them again without washing them—damn, I What did you see again!"

He found the fourth three-piece suit of the same series.

Meng Chilang turned to look at him, his eyes could not be opened any wider.

There were no fewer than a hundred wardrobes he had seen before and after, but he can guarantee that seeing this today made him speechless the most!

He even thought that even if he opened the closet and saw a lot of sexy clothes, it would be better than now!

He realized that he really couldn't see through this person. How could Zhao Lingyu, who shared so much with him, be the owner of this closet?Look at the suits in the closet, or the suits produced by the same designer in the same series at the same time!Even the leather shoes are the same style!

The room was full of expensive handmade suits, and the white shirt, which was ironed without a trace of wrinkle, was lying in a corner in various messy shapes.

Zhao Lingyu also felt that he had made a mistake. Zhao Lingyu never said anything to his request, and never thought that he had the option to postpone.

Meng Chilang's impromptu intention left him no time to prepare, and what appeared in front of his eyes was the most authentic appearance.

He has always been casual about his clothes, as long as he is comfortable to wear, and his work is even more monotonous. The styles designed by the royal designer are directly customized by them, and the batch is changed every quarter. There will be a few spare pieces for each style, so he moved here. In the past few days, except for the must-wear clothes, there are very few other styles here.

It's too late for Ying Jie to move the shopping mall here, he sighed, took the clothes from Meng Chilang's hand and threw them on the pile of clothes without him doing anything.

Meng Chilang finally returned to the normal mode from the machine gun mode. When he saw the mess in the room, his arrogance suddenly weakened.He has suffered a lot because of this habit, and it is not uncommon for him to threaten to break up with him because of the closet incident.

In fact, his problem has been corrected a lot now, and he will not rashly make such a request if the relationship is not close enough.

However, the other party tolerates himself does not mean that he can disrespect others.

It was rare for him to have the self-consciousness of introspection.

Zhao Lingyu still had that good temper. He took out the remaining clothes that Meng Chilang was itching to throw away but was too embarrassed to throw them away, threw them away, and then put aside the three suits that still hung on them. He pulled up and opened all the doors of the closet that occupied one wall of the bedroom.

The empty closet was in sharp contrast to the clothes that were almost piled up on the floor of the bedroom. This was the first time that Meng Chilang felt a little guilty because of his bad habit, but soon this emotion disappeared!

Zhao Lingyu knocked on the door of the closet and brought his focus back to himself.

He pointed to the huge floor-to-ceiling wardrobe behind him, and pointed to Meng Chilang.Seeing the doubts in Meng Chilang's eyes, he smiled deeper. He casually pointed at the closet, walked towards Meng Chilang, and opened his lips and said: These are yours.

Meng Chilang's eyes widened.

He understood this sentence!

He blinked, "You mean...?" He pointed to the wardrobe uncertainly, then to himself.

Zhao Lingyu stopped in front of him, stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead hair, and nodded affirmatively.

It, you fill it up, whatever you like.

Zhao Lingyu spoke very slowly. Meng Chilang looked at his lips without blinking, and repeated the words after him word by word. At the end, when he realized what he said, his eyes lit up instantly!

"Are you serious?!"

Before Zhao Lingyu could speak, he immediately shouted: "You said it! Don't go back on your word!"

Zhao Lingyu nodded with a smile.

Nothing makes a designer happier than meeting a high-quality and fit model!Meng Chilang immediately dragged him downstairs and dragged him into the studio to measure him for fear of his repentance.

The studio was very messy, he hastily pushed the draft paper on the table to the side to make some space, and then took out a stack of blank drawing paper and placed it on top.Looking back at Zhao Lingyu, who was still standing and looking at him smiling, he raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing standing there, take off."

It's as if he's just saying that the weather is fine today.

Zhao Lingyu was stunned for a moment, and amidst his urgent urging, he raised his hand and began to unbutton the first button of his shirt.There was an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes locked on the man whose fingers unconsciously touched the exposed lead of the pencil, so excited that he couldn't control himself.

Well, I didn't expect that there would be a surprise tonight.

His movements were methodical, and as the clothes peeled off, Meng Chilang's eyes were filled with more surprises, and when his legs were finally exposed, Meng Chilang even blew a whistle.

Zhao Lingyu's figure is very good, the traces of deliberate exercise are very light, he is strong and tall, but he is not like those fitness trainers whose tendons pile up randomly and destroy the visual beauty, but it can also be seen that he has a good sense of body management.

Meng Chilang stared at every part of his body, which turned into data one after another floating before his eyes.Not a good figure with rigid proportions, but very natural, full of masculinity.Especially when he stood motionless, in front of me, because of sign language and accommodating himself during communication, he weakened a lot of domineering and domineering aura that directly attacked people's eyes and senses!

He couldn't stand anymore, stepped forward, put one hand on Zhao Lingyu's waist, and used his slender fingers as a ruler to measure his waistline from bottom to top, and said, "I wasted so much time on you!"

Zhao Lingyu looked down at him, something flickered in his eyes.

Meng Chilang didn't notice this, he hooked his fingers around the edge of Zhao Lingyu's underwear, pulled it away, and let go!

Accompanied by the sound of the fabric bouncing back to his body, Meng Chilang tapped his trousers with both hands, and said slowly, "Take it off."

Zhao Lingyu's eyes darkened suddenly.

His movements started almost before Meng Chilang's voice fell to the ground, pulling down, bending over, throwing away, very crisp, without any sloppiness, then stood up straight and looked down at him.

Meng Chilang also lowered his head, then raised his head. With an ambiguous smile on his face, he patted Zhao Lingyu's firm chest and said jokingly, "You must be the champion, right?"

Boys have all played this kind of game, no matter what age they are compared to a certain size, it is a witness of intimacy. Meng Chilang looked at his dormant part and thought of his own, feeling a little emotional.

He has lived abroad for so long, and in the context of discussing TT's taste more than food, and a certain part of the body will appear in the conversation every few seconds, Meng Chilang does not feel that he is involved in such things.What's more, because of his profession, Meng Chilang has seen thousands of human bodies. The person in front of him is now his model, and any appreciation from his professional eyes is pure appreciation.

Zhao Lingyu stood up straighter, because there was a deeper smile in his eyes when he spoke.

He raised his hand and patted Meng Chilang's head, making him look at him, but he didn't know what to say, swallowed suspiciously, and lowered his head.

Meng Chilang took a step back, and estimated Zhao Lingyu's body data with his eyes. The more he looked at it, the more itchy his hands became.

Afraid that Zhao Lingyu would feel uncomfortable, he still endured and explained: "You don't mind, my hand is much more precise than a ruler." When he spoke, he raised his hand, and then put it on Zhao Lingyu without waiting for Zhao Lingyu's answer .

The slender and fair hands kept moving on Zhao Lingyu's body. Meng Chilang used his palms to measure his size, from the neck, shoulders, and circumference.Then squat down.

He began to measure the data of Zhao Lingyu's legs, from the root of the leg to the ankle, from the calf to the sole of the foot.

Zhao Lingyu took a deep breath. He didn't dare to let Meng Chilang notice his strangeness, and he desperately endured the visual effects and the wild picture in his heart to make him react.

For the current Meng Chilang, when he got an erection in front of the upright him, it was not something that could be explained clearly in a few sentences.

He endured so much that his muscles became tighter and tighter, and his whole body became stiff.

Meng Chilang stood up, patted his shoulder to signal him to turn around, and said, "Don't be embarrassed, relax."

At the point where Meng Chilang is, any difference in the model will have a certain impact on his judgment. Although it is very subtle, it does not mean that it does not exist. Meng Chilang will try his best to avoid these factors.

Meng Chilang's hand went to his back and went down the spine.

Zhao Lingyu almost broke the attack, and at this moment Meng Chilang's voice came from behind: "Mario Brown, do you know? He is the best model I have ever seen. I never thought that anyone else could surprise me! You don't have a figure like this on the runway—"

Zhao Lingyu didn't listen to what he said later. He didn't know who the person he was talking about was, but the only thing he could be sure of was a man!and!

He turned his head and glanced at him suddenly, then narrowed his eyes and retracted his gaze.

——Have you ever measured his whole body in this way? !

Ever since, the effect of so-called relaxation is completely counterproductive!A certain person was so stiff that in the end Meng Chilang wanted to whip him with a ruler!