Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

Mo Ci straightened the somewhat messy neckline of his T-shirt, then picked up the phone next to him that had a black screen, "Come on, let's cook, I said I'm going to take a vlog for you. Also, stop talking nonsense, I want to cut The original sound, I don’t want to record the dirty things of the two of us.”

"it is good."

After saying this word, the kitchen became quiet, leaving only the sounds of the blades and chopping boards, and ingredients colliding with pots.

Mo Ci took his mobile phone and continued to record. He felt that it was a pity that he lacked professional equipment. He was good at discovering the moving parts of actors, especially for Yu Chu. He saw him almost from the inside out. Over and over again, those who wear clothes and those who don't, all kinds of appearances, it is natural to be able to capture them better at this moment.

He is not the one who praises himself. To be honest, Yu Chu even cooks with an elegant posture. He is tall and straight, and the fingers holding the handle of the knife look slender. When he lowers his head, he looks like a swan whose neck is about to break. The exposed collarbone is also very beautiful...

Wait, there seems to be something else that can't be played on it.

"Lance, button up your buttons."

"Ok?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Mo Ci rubbed his fingers against the protrusion of his collarbone, "There are traces left by me on it, you don't want others to see it, do you?"

Mo Ci helped him straighten his neckline, "Okay, you continue."

Yu Chu continued to chop the onions, thinking of the long and slender fingers that Mo Ci helped him adjust his neckline just now.

"Lance, can you tell me what you're going to do?"

Yu Chu saw that he asked seriously, so he also replied, "Make a black pepper beef pasta, and then make a creamy mushroom soup."

"Well, looking at your posture, you should be very good at cooking, right?" At least you are good at knife skills.

"Actually, I don't do much," Yu Chu said while melting butter, "Mo Ci, why do I feel like I'm being interviewed?"

"Who usually has the opportunity to accept my interview? You are the first one. You should cherish this opportunity."

Yu Chu smiled helplessly, "Okay."

Mo Dao, who was seriously planning to shoot just now, suddenly became unserious when he asked the question, "So, Mr. Yu Chu, can you tell us what to eat to be as cute as you?"

Mo Ci turned the ingredients in the pot with a fork, "I can't tell."

"Ok?"

Mo Ci heard his answer in the smoke. "My food is filming me and I don't want to scare him."

After Yu Chu opened the red wine, Mo Ci put away his mobile phone, and the two of them sat at the table to eat. Yu Chu was indeed quite emotional, and even lit candlesticks, which was really a candlelight dinner.

Mo Ci took a sip of the pasta, squinted his eyes, "Well, it's much more delicious than what I made, and I can only support myself."

"Actually, I'm pretty much the same." Yu Chu said, "I can barely cook pasta."

"This is enough." Mo Ci said, "I can eat if I have food."

"Then tell me if you want to eat in the future."

"Okay." Although Mo Ci said this, he felt that there were not many opportunities. More importantly, they would split up sooner or later.

He looked at Yu Chu's side face through the candlelight, and when the candlelight fell and scorched the shadow, Mo Ci could even clearly see the slightly trembling eyelashes on the silhouette.

He felt his heart tremble suddenly, it was no different from the first time he saw Yu Chu, the shadow of the dark green tree that day also made his heart tremble, he originally thought it was because he was bewitched by the beauty, Now that I think about it, there may be other reasons.

What is the reason?

Mo Ci felt that he needed to think about it, because there was a voice in his heart telling him that this was very important.

After eating, Mo resigned, took a shower, lay on the bed and took Yu Chu’s flat-panel edited video. After editing, he didn’t rush to send it. Instead, he called Xu Zihe, “Hey, old Xu, are you ready now? gone back?"

"Well, I'll be on the plane in about ten minutes. Are you planning to do something again?"

"No, it's not me, it's Yu Chu. He posted a vlog on Weibo, should it be okay?"

"Let's post it, anyway, now that the news comes out, everyone knows that you two are together."

"Okay, then you guys get ready to board the plane, I'll hang up first." After Mo Ci hung up, he sent the video to Yu Chu, "Come on, baby, post on Weibo by yourself."

When Yu Chu heard this from him, he suddenly felt forced to go into business, but he turned on his phone and edited a message——

"@曼初: Dinner. Shooting: @莫句. Editing: @莫句. Director: @莫句. Voice-over: @莫句【Video】"

Mo Ci snatched the first comment after seeing him posting, "It's rare for me to be @ so many times on a Weibo."

After posting, he refreshed again and saw Yu Chu's reply.

"Then you get used to it."

And the attitude of fans is even more cynical.

"@莫句@莫句@莫句@莫句@莫句@莫句@莫句@莫句@莫逐 You lied, I’ve always been like this @you before, and you’ve never been optimistic about it, have you?”

"It's the first time I've seen someone shoot a vlog with such a cinematic quality. Director Mo really doesn't forget his old skills no matter where he goes. @莫耀, do you think about making a movie about food?"

"Now I'm faintly worried that Mo Dameiren will have another career as Yu Chu's vlog after being Rong Qing's mv director."

"Upstairs, I think your worries may come true."

"I have a question. Yu Chu's collar was clearly unbuttoned in the distant shot, but why did the collar be buttoned up again in the close-up and close-up shots? I know that I don't have hands to do this when I'm cooking, so what's going on?"

"If you want to say that you don't want to talk about it, just say it, and ask."

"? Upstairs, did you make a typo, or did you deliberately play pornography? If you do this again, I will report it (dog head saves your life)"

"I saw Yu Chu's hand was hurt, did it hurt while cutting?"

"Uh, why do I look more and more like a bite wound?"

"Shhh, don't tell me if you see through."

"Hey, I like this tune."

Mo Ci read the comments of those strange and strange demons dancing wildly, and felt that he had overestimated the bottom line of these people before, otherwise he would talk nonsense in front of foreign friends.

He threw the phone aside, and jumped directly on Yu Chu, "Honey, I'm hungry."

"Didn't you get full just now?" Mo Ci really didn't eat much just now, and he only ate half of the pasta.

"No, I want to eat something else," Mo Ci leaned into Yu Chu's ear, his voice lowered, "I want to taste you."

Yu Chu didn't answer his words, hugged Mo Ci and put him back on the bed, then stood in front of him and began to unbutton his shirt.

"Hey, wait." Mo Ci knelt on the bed and held his hand, "Here I come, I haven't opened such a good present for a long time."

That night, Yu Chu's button was bitten off by Mo Ci, maybe he only opened the gift once in this way, and after opening it, Mo Ci was satisfied, so satisfied that he excitedly kissed him from head to toe.

The next morning, Mo Ci only put on his trousers to wash up. The mirror reflected his exposed waist and abdomen. He saw bloody teeth marks on his shoulders. He raised his hand to touch it, and it was slightly itchy.It was left by the other party when he entered Yu Chu last night.For some reason, he suddenly didn't want to let this wound heal, he wanted to keep it forever, like recording Lance's last night——

Being wrapped, bitten, seduced by the sound, teased by the look, switching between madness and tenderness, sweet words and lewd words are not missing, as if in this way to prove the existence and inseparability of each other relation.

He laughed, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of satisfaction, and then he went out, hooking the rubber band with his fingers to tie his hair, and then the rubber band was taken by Yu Chu who had also finished washing.

"I'll do it." He stood behind him, his whole body stuck to him and tied into a low ponytail.He also noticed the bite mark on Mo Ci's shoulder, and lowered his head to kiss it.

"Does it hurt?"

Mo Ci felt that this sentence was very familiar, as if he had asked Yu Chu the same way last night, so he also used what Yu Chu said at that time as his reply, "Kiss me, kiss me and I won't hurt anymore."

Yu Chu hugged Mo Ci's waist from behind, then turned his head to exchange a kiss with him.

"It's not enough, honey," Mo Ci hooked him, "Like I said last night, what I want is a thousand kisses."

For some unexplainable reasons, they didn't have breakfast until after twelve o'clock this morning. After eating, Yu Chu drove over, "I told you I would take you to see my collection. I thought I had enough time today. Now it looks like it might not be enough.”

Mo Ci is currently wearing Yu Chu's clothes. It took him a long time to find some casual styles from a pile of classic black, white and gray colors. The difference in height between the two of them is not that big, but he is slightly thinner than Yu Chu. A little, but it fits well.

He sat on the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt, and said in a soft voice, "My fault baby, but I didn't mean it, who made you so sweet, I really want to swallow you whole."

It was the first time Yu Chu was evaluated as "sweet" by others, and other people who knew him would probably drop their jaws when they heard this.However, he probably also understands what Mo Ci refers to as "sweet", after all, his judging criteria seem to be different from others, just like the "cute" he talks about. "You don't want your art anymore?"

"Honey, I already have you, you are the best work of art in my life." Mo Ci seemed to be serious when he said these words, "In my heart, you have already been in harmony with those amazing works of art. same level."

Yu Chu tightened his grip on the steering wheel. Mo Ci's compliments were always full of emotion and sincerity, but he couldn't treat them so calmly.

You are the best work of art in my life.

So my dear, you have to distinguish clearly what kind of feelings you have for this "work of art".