Wordless Love [Rebirth]

Zhao Lingyu is the best model, let him turn [-] degrees to the left, he won't turn [-] degrees, just no worse than a robot!

The only fly in the ointment is his expression.

Meng Chilang found that when he was not smiling, he looked very cold and silent.

That kind of silence has nothing to do with the sound, but the refusal to talk. The aura is so strong that even the people around will shut up unconsciously.

Meng Chilang didn't say a word about this. After all, the other party was very cooperative. He could laugh whenever he was asked to laugh, elegant or elegant, cool or cool, gentle or gentle, which was very much to his liking.

But he knew in his heart that maybe he had spied on the real Zhao Lingyu.

It wasn't the person he had seen, who had been smiling softly and warmly.As a designer, he is as sensitive to the characteristics of the model as he is to the clothing itself, and he has always had a very strong intuition in this regard.

No matter how soft the fabric, no sunny design, no bright colors can hide his cool tone.Unless it is the deepest black, it is impossible to resist the domineering and coldness of him.

But Meng Chilang will not let black become the main color of Zhao Lingyu's design, the reason is very simple, he doesn't like black, simply doesn't like it.

The indifference and aloofness in Zhao Lingyu's bones are shown through every detail, so that his thinking is also affected, and the clothes carefully designed for him also bring out this temperament.

Meng Chilang never thought that this person deliberately showed a gentle and harmless appearance in front of him. Zhao Lingyu, whom he was not familiar with, had nothing to do with whether he valued this friend or not.

People's personalities are three-dimensional. A slight transformation of the coordinates can reveal irregular dimensions, and each dimension can see different personalities displayed on a plane.This is perfectly normal. If a person's personality is as thin as a piece of paper, then it will be boring.

"Aha... early."

Wearing loose plaid pajamas, Meng Chilang opened the door for Zhao Lingyu at the urging of the doorbell with his curly hair.There is also an oval red mark left on his face and forehead, showing the fact that he fell asleep lying on the table last night.

Before closing his mouth, another yawn came up again.He didn't mind letting the guests outside the door see his tonsils, yawned fiercely, and reached out his hands to touch the physiological tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

He didn't intend to greet Zhao Lingyu, his eyes didn't stop on him for a second, the door opened and the task was over, and he didn't even ask why the other party came, so he yawned and turned around. After a while, he closed his eyes and walked to the sofa, and then obeyed the call of the earth's gravity, and threw himself into it, making a loud noise.

After a long while, Zhao Lingyu stopped his surprised eyes.

No one knows how much Meng Chilang pays attention to his image.

In the previous life, he had a fight with Bai Chengan, and he hated him for the rest of his life, because Bai Chengan hit him in the face, ruined his hairstyle and carefully selected clothes!

When the two of them were closest, he was too tired to move, but he could still wake up when he was putting on his clothes and let him change out the tasteless clothes in his eyes.

He has seen him wake up in his sleep countless times, when he opened his eyes in a daze and looked unsuspecting, but he never dressed casually in front of himself, and in those years he didn't even look like he was wearing pajamas. I have never seen it before, let alone the scene at this moment!

Meng Chilang treated him so casually, which shows how much their relationship has changed!

He couldn't help feeling a surge of joy in his heart, but soon his brows frowned again.

Meng Chilang's breathing became lighter, and he fell into a deep sleep in such a short period of time, which means that he didn't sleep much last night.Originally, I just came to see him because I didn't wait for him during working hours, but I didn't expect him to be so tired.

Should have known that he was a habitual offender in this area!He promised well when he went upstairs last night, and now it seems that he is also very good at obedience and obedience.

Meng Chilang turned his head to one side, his mouth pouted as a result, and he snored softly.

Zhao Lingyu just squatted in front of him and looked at him, but after a while, the frosty expression on his face melted away.He touched his face amusedly, seeing that he didn't respond at all, took the opportunity to lower his head and kissed him on the lips.

Sneaking things like this is a matter of cutting holes in the gaps. As Mr. Zhao's heir in mind, Zhao Lingyu seizes every opportunity to take advantage of the biggest advantage, which is one of his characteristics.

Because of the approach of breathing, Meng Chilang wrinkled his nose.

Letting him sleep in such a sleeping position would make him uncomfortable later on. Zhao Lingyu supported his face, put his arms around his waist, and carefully changed his position. Legs are also flat.

After turning up the temperature in the room, Zhao Lingyu turned around and sat beside him, thinking that when he fell asleep completely, he would carry him back to the bedroom to sleep, when the sound of the phone vibrating suddenly rang.

Zhao Lingyu got up quickly. The mobile phone was placed on the table in the studio. At this time, the alarm clock sound was displayed. Compared with the alarm clock time he set, an hour had passed. It can be seen that he had never been woken up by the conscientious alarm clock before.

Zhao Lingyu turned on the phone, and there were some missed calls and unread text messages on it. He opened and read the first text message. The caller should be Meng Chilang's boss. He asked him why he was late, and kindly invited him Half day paid leave.Zhao Lingyu confirmed that no other alarm was set, and then put the phone back.

The studio is very messy, with blueprints scattered everywhere, scattered and rudely torn manuscript paper, and crumpled balls around the trash can.

Zhao Lingyu was in a very good mood in this mess.

He imagined Meng Chilang's irritable appearance, his expression so focused that he forgot the whole world, and the smile he would show when he finally came back to his senses and rubbed his brows when he turned his head and saw him.

Zhao Lingyu's excitement was even a little neurotic. Every time he learned that Meng Chilang, whom he had never shown in front of him in his previous life, was met with the smile he had expected in his previous life, it made him secretly happy.

He felt that he was becoming more and more greedy. He knew that Meng Chilang was far from his most complete appearance. He wanted more and more, which was very dangerous. Zhao Lingyu knew it very well, and then he kept forcing himself to Get rid of such thoughts.

There were many drawings stacked on the table, Zhao Lingyu took out the top few, but a few short and scribbled strokes were able to fully outline the most important lines and temperament of a piece of clothing.Zhao Lingyu looked through a few of them carefully. Although his works did not have mature techniques at this time, it is not difficult for a layman to see his aura and demeanor.

Especially in these blueprints, the blueprints he concentrated on designing were all made for himself, and the feeling that he occupied all his sight during the process made Zhao Lingyu feel a little ecstatic.

He has no plan to tidy up the studio for Meng Chilang, he knows that when Meng Chilang becomes irritable, he can throw away these things as much as he wants, but if someone touches them, even if he just moves a pile of garbage, he will be very upset uncomfortable.

Zhao Lingyu put the artwork in his hand back to its original place. He didn't plan to stay for a long time. He was concerned about the people who were still asleep outside. He also took out his mobile phone and quickly sent a text message to Ying Jie with his fingers, asking him to prepare porridge And meals, delivered here every hour to ensure that someone wakes up with the freshest and most delicious food.

His fingers were pressing the screen quickly, and Zhao Lingyu's other hand was about to restore the returned blueprints according to his memory. His eyes flicked inadvertently. A blueprint that fell on the blueprint layer made his pupils freeze suddenly, and so did his typing fingers. a meal.

He pulled out the blueprint, and after being stunned by the picture that caught his eye, he grinned his lips. If he could make a sound, the sound of a low laugh and the rhythm of his chest vibrating at this time would make the sunlight in the glass room more brilliant What a score!

A person is drawn on the paper.

himself.

No clothes.

The person who drew him has extraordinary skills, and has a professional knowledge of his body. Every stroke is so delicate, the toughness of the texture, the strength of the muscles, and the three-dimensional body of him slightly sideways. Every visible line is full of vitality, he didn't know that he had such an expression in front of him, it was very soft, just looked at him with a smile, even when he was naked, there was no trace of YU in his eyes see.

There is more than one painting like this!

Zhao Lingyu dug out a few of them one after another, feeling a little hot in his palms.

Just imagining that this person is holding a pen and drawing his naked body on paper is enough to make Zhao Lingyu's imagination run wild, not to mention that person can even draw his most private parts so clearly!

Zhao Lingyu thought of the moment when the man's fingers brushed against him along thick and thin lines, a ball of fire burned his fingers to the soles of his feet and rushed back to his heart.

"..."

Meng Chilang pushed a dish of vegetables to Zhao Lingyu's side.

Zhao Lingyu didn't move, but still looked at him.

Meng Chilang quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, "You don't want to eat?"

Zhao Lingyu just laughed.

When he woke up and opened his mouth for the meal, Meng Chilang only felt that the temperature and taste of the food was the highest pursuit, and he couldn't help but look a little happier when facing the hero.

Meng Chilang pushed the bowl of vegetables that Zhao Lingyu usually ate a lot to his hand, "Hurry up!" He started chewing again, staring at him and thinking, if you are hungry, you must be hungry, and you are not good with him. I'm so sorry, my eyes are turning green from hunger, can I still feel full after watching so dryly?

Thinking of this, he personally picked up another chopsticks dish for Zhao Lingyu and put it in his bowl, knocking on the bowl to signal him to eat quickly.

Zhao Lingyu picked up the bowl, put the food he picked up into his mouth, and chewed slowly.

Slowly, slowly.

swallowed