After not being a human being, the paranoid villain took a fancy to

Looking at Mo Zeyan lying on the bed, Song Nuo didn't know how to lower his claws.

It's just a massage, do you still need to take off your clothes?I want him to apply some essential oil...

Mo Zeyan was not only tall, but also had broad shoulders. He was lying on the bed at this time, with his shoulder blades raised, his spine sunken in the middle, his waist was thin, and his buttocks were straight, giving him an inexplicable attractiveness.

Song Nuo felt that his claws were burning when he pressed it.

It's really different from when I was a child.

After massaging for a while, Mo Zeyan suddenly said, "Nonuo..."

Song Nuo stepped on his paw and hummed softly, what are you doing?

"Is there anything you want to do?" Mo Zeyan's voice was muffled, probably because his head was buried in his arms.

Want to do?

Song Nuo paused when he stepped on his claws.

"Not because of me, but because of what you want to do."

Mo Zeyan showed one eye: "Didn't you like drawing comics before? Although it is a bit difficult to draw now..."

This time Song Nuo completely stopped stepping on his claws, and he stared at Mo Zeyan's back in surprise.

What do you mean it's not because of me?Did Yan Yan discover anything?

But yes, although Mo Zeyan never asked, but there are too many abnormalities in him, and Mo Zeyan is so smart...

Sensing that Song Nuo stopped, Mo Zeyan didn't say anything.

He got up from the bed and sat cross-legged, facing Song Nuo, and said seriously: "Whatever you want, I can do whatever you need."

Song Nuo stepped on the soft bed with four paws, squatted down to look at Mo Zeyan, a little silent.

Mo Zeyan continued: "Nonuo, with me here, you are free to pursue what you want."

Song Nuo's ears trembled, what he wanted?He never seemed to think about it.

In the past, there was no way. With such a physical condition, what could he want, and what he wanted was to live a better life.

When you come to this world, everything revolves around Mo Zeyan, and you need to improve Mo Zeyan's moral value.

—but that wasn't what he wanted either.

But now, Mo Zeyan asked him what he wanted to pursue.

Song Nuo groaned, and lightly touched Mo Zeyan's chest.

Mo Zeyan reached out and rubbed Song Nuo's ears: "Don't worry, think slowly."

Song Nuo snorted, raised his clean paws, and scratched on the sheets. He still likes to draw comics, but unfortunately he can only draw plum blossoms now.

"Nonuo, let me register an account for you." Mo Zeyan said suddenly.

Um?account?

Song Nuo tilted his head, a little confused, what account?

Mo Zeyan: "I think the cartoons you drew in the past are very interesting. I want to help you publish them on the Internet. What do you think?"

not so good!too ugly!

Song Nuo quickly shook his head in horror, really don't want it!

"Don't you want to try it?"

Mo Zeyan was persuasive: "Those people on the Internet don't know who you are, even if they don't like you, they just comment a few words, and when you finished drawing those cartoons for me to read, you always said that I was perfunctory for you, although there really wasn't one... But you can take this opportunity to see what other people think of your cartoons, don't you want to know?"

Although... I was a little bit moved.

——At that time, he became interested, and he was still drawing serial villains. Naturally, he wanted to get other people's comments, but it was a pity that there was only Yanyan around him who followed the series.

Seeing that Song Nuo was a little shaken, Mo Zeyan immediately said, "Then let's talk about it like this, I'll help you post on Weibo."

but……

Song Nuo raised his two dog paws, so what if there are previous comics, he can't continue to create now.

Mo Zeyan paused: "You can draw plum blossoms."

Song Nuo: "..."

Do you want a plum blossom with a paw?

……

Moze did what he said.

So Song Nuo saw Mo Zeyan got up and got out of bed, and then found a picture book from the suitcase. After opening it, it was full of his and framed comics.

Song Nuo was a little shocked, he didn't expect Mo Zeyan to carry these paintings he drew with him.

Ten years have passed, and the villains are still well preserved.

Song Nuo leaned against Mo Zeyan's arm, and followed Mo Zeyan to look through these comics, feeling a little emotional.

I used to go to school with the little Mo Zeyan. They read books together and drew pictures in hiding. Song Nuo still remembers those pictures clearly.

But for Mo Zeyan, in the past ten years, I am afraid that he can only read these cartoons and recall the scenes of those years.

Song Nuo rubbed Mo Zeyan's arm.

Mo Zeyan was scanning these villains, but suddenly said: "Nonuo, do you know why I did this?"

Song Nuo blinked, then turned to look at Mo Zeyan, why?

Mo Zeyan didn't look up, and smiled after a long while: "It's nothing, I just want more people to see your masterpiece. Not everyone can draw such an ugly and cute painting style."

Song Nuo: "..."

I thank you.

Mo Zeyan hooked the corners of his lips, lowered his head and scanned the last picture of the villain into his mobile phone, but a dim light flashed in his eyes - in fact, it was because I wanted you to be more in touch with the world.

No matter what, with a little more contact, maybe when it's time to part, you will be even more reluctant to leave here.

He wants to bind Song Nuo here, if his weight is not enough, then add others.

You have more contact with this world, and you are more integrated into it. Will you really be willing to leave by then?

Mo Zeyan admitted that he was despicable, but for ten years, he could not find any news about Song Nuo.

——It was as if Song Nuo appeared out of thin air, like a wisp of rootless duckweed, he couldn't grasp any roots.

Since there is no such thing, it is created by him.

……

"All right."

After scanning the manga, Mo Zeyan quickly registered a new Weibo account, then tagged it with a suitable tag, posted the scanned photos, and then quickly promoted them.

Song Nuo didn't even have time to react, and saw that Mo Zeyan spent a lot of money on promotion, and then the reading volume began to increase gradually.

The amount of reading has increased, and naturally someone left a message, but...

"Hahaha, does anyone still use paper to draw cartoons? What primitive humans?"

"The style of painting is so naive, with hot eyes."

"Primary school chicken?"

"Hmm... the content is good, will the blogger continue to update it?"

"The Adventures of the Clown Baby? It's really ugly, but the drawing is quite funny, come on!"

……

Song Nuo: "..."

After reading a few comments with Mo Zeyan, Song Nuo plunged his head into Mo Zeyan's arms, not wanting to come out.

Even though I expected this outcome, I still feel ashamed.

Mo Zeyan stretched out his hand and rubbed Song Nuo's head. Before Song Nuo looked up, he bought a large batch of promotion...

The more people saw it, the more comments and messages, and the larger the basis of praise, and then Mo Zeyan picked out those messages that expected praise to read to Song Nuo.

Song Nuo gradually raised his ears.

It seems that there are still many people who like it.

"Although the painting style is childish, it can be seen that the painting is serious, and the plot is really funny. I look forward to new works."

Mo Zeyan said the word "oh" in a flat and unwavering tone. For some reason, Song Nuo wanted to laugh.

He buried himself in Mo Zeyan's chest and groaned, and couldn't help shaking twice.

Mo Zeyan snorted suddenly, put down the phone, and pressed Song Nuo's head, with a strange expression: "Nuo Nuo, you bumped into me."

There?

Song Nuo reacted for two seconds, then suddenly froze.

He raised his head with a rub, his eyes drifted down...

--There? !

Mo Zeyan hummed lightly: "That's right there, you not only bumped into me just now, but also rubbed against me twice, you took advantage of me, Nuonuo, stone hammer."

Song Nuo: "..."

I'm not, I'm not, I'm covered with hair, I don't feel anything at all!

Pulling the phone over, Song Nuo explained to himself.

After Mo Zeyan finished reading, he looked at Song Nuo: "So..."

Song Nuo nodded, um, I didn't mean to...

"You still want to feel it?"

Song Nuo: "..."

"Do you want to touch it?"

Mo Zeyan grabbed Song Nuo's claws, pinched his pad and was about to put it on his chest...

Song Nuo groaned instantly, and pulled out his claws suddenly, but one of them turned over and rolled off the bed with too much force.

"Nono?"

Song Nuo lay on the ground and didn't get up immediately, feeling a little hot all over his body.

Mo Zeyan crawled along the bed, and looked down at Song Nuo from the edge of the bed: "Shy?"

Song Nuo yelled at Mo Zeyan twice, saying that you have changed!

Mo Zeyan looked indifferent: "It's nothing, you have it too, and I counted it when I helped you take a bath, it's more than mine..."

"Awwow-!!!"

Song Nuo suddenly jumped up from the ground, not allowing Mo Zeyan to continue talking.

"Shh-"

Mo Zeyan stretched out his index finger and put it between his lips: "It won't be good to lure others here for a while."

Song Nuo stared at Mo Zeyan, then saw Mo Zeyan turn around and pick up the phone again, and clicked on him.

Song Nuo: "..."

"Nonuo, your expression just now can be used as an emoji."

While tweeting on Weibo, Mo Zeyan said in a calm tone, "It's so cute."

Song Nuo: "..."

Taking advantage of the popularity of the previous promotion, after this photo was posted, there were many likes and comments immediately.

Compared with villains, huskies are not less popular, and they seem to attract more praise and ridicule comments.

Mo Zeyan looked coldly at the comments that said he liked them and asked to post more photos, but didn't read them to Song Nuo. After turning off the screen, he threw the phone aside again.

"Nonuo, come up."

Mo Zeyan patted the bed: "This bed is big enough, we sleep together, it's time to rest."

Song Nuo snorted, but after thinking about it, he climbed up anyway, he didn't want to sleep on the floor.

"I'm used to sleeping naked, do you have any objections, Nuonuo?"

Song Nuo's paws were frozen on the bed, and he looked up at Mo Zeyan in disbelief, why didn't you have this habit when you were a child?

Probably seeing the shock in Song Nuo's eyes, Mo Zeyan lowered his head slightly: "It's more relaxing and comfortable to sleep this way. After you left, I couldn't sleep for a few days, and I developed this habit later."

As soon as he mentioned the matter of his leaving at that time, Song Nuo didn't have any confidence to say anything.

He could only shake his head, expressing that he had no objection.

Big deal, be careful, just don't look at it...

"Nonuo, I still want to hug you to sleep."

Song Nuo: "..."

The author has something to say: Mo Zeyan: Don’t worry, I can’t do anything (innocent eyes)