It wasn't until she said it that Mu Xuanying realized the inappropriateness of this sentence. Such a reaction seemed to question Mo Yu's actions.So, he looked at Mo Yu's expression with some anxiety.
When Mo Yu saw Mu Xuanying's appearance, he knew that he regretted it.But as if he didn't see it, he lowered his eyes and pretended to be sad: "Maomao, you actually look at me like that?"
"No, it's not... I... I just..." Mu Xuanying was taken aback, and subconsciously explained, but the more she explained, the more she stuttered.
Mo Yu suddenly chuckled, and Mu Xuanying immediately reacted, and he yelled "ah", "Brother Yu, you lied to me!"
"Where did I lie to you?"
"You, you just made a very sad look!"
Mo Yu stretched out his hand and squeezed Mu Xuanying's hand, and even bent his index finger and stroked his palm a few times, causing Mu Xuanying to withdraw his hand abruptly, before saying: "I'm so sad, Maomao! To question me for someone else's sake."
"I'm not……"
"You are." Mo Yu stretched out his hand again and squeezed Mu Xuanying's hand. This time he didn't let Mu Xuanying escape, "Look, once you listened to my audio and video, you looked like that. It's not that you don't trust me. Me?"
Mu Xuanying thought that the two of them had only just confirmed their relationship - although they had known each other for a long time and knew enough about Mo Yu's nature - as lovers, they should have more trust in the other half.So he pursed his lips and asked, "Then... Brother Yu, can you tell me why you want to record and video?"
"Something is wrong." Mo Yu answered Mu Xuanying's question again.
"Not right?"
"Yes. You see, although Luo Xiao is a newcomer to the company, it's very common to be made things difficult." Mu Xuanying nodded involuntarily, agreeing with his words. "However, even if she was made things difficult, she would not arrange for her to pick us up alone. She was the one who drove the car, which is unreasonable. So, after getting in the car, I was careful and turned on the phone to record the sound. Afterwards she When I come over, I will record the video if I can, and I will record it if I can’t.”
After listening to Mo Yu's words, Mu Xuanying's eyes almost went straight.He never thought that there are so many twists and turns in it.Mo Yu's eyes darkened, and he added: "Do you think I... think of people too badly?"
It took Mu Xuanying a few seconds to realize what he meant, and she shook her head anxiously: "No! If it wasn't for Brother Yu and your recording and video recording, Brother Yu, your future would be ruined, right?"
"Not afraid of me?"
"Why should I be afraid of you?" Mu Xuanying blinked his eyes, puzzled.
Mo Yu couldn't bear it anymore, and squeezed Mu Xuanying's palm tightly, pulling him into his arms.He held Mu Xuanying's waist with one hand, put his other hand behind his head, and pulled Mu Xuanying into his arms.
"Yu, Brother Yu?" Mu Xuanying called out strangely.
Mo Yu's grip tightened even more. "Maomao, let me hug you for a while, just for a while."
Mu Xuanying didn't understand his ups and downs, and didn't understand what his actions meant, but he knew that he should be quiet at this moment.So, he stretched out his hand, hugged Mo Yu back, and gently patted Mo Yu's back with one hand, seemingly silently comforting her.
It took a long time before Mo Yu let him go.
"Okay. I have work the day after tomorrow. Have you booked a ticket?"
Mu Xuanying was taken aback, and quickly thought about the itinerary, feeling a little frustrated: "...No."
Mo Yu reached out and stroked his hair, and said softly, "It's okay, there's time."
But Mu Xuanying didn't take this seriously at all, rushed to the computer and started to check.The white light from the computer hit his face, and even the tiny hairs were clearly visible.Mo Yu stared at his eyelashes for a while, then took out his phone and logged on to Weibo.
Compared with being unknown a month ago, Mo Yu's Weibo has already surpassed [-] fans, and the number of comments and retweets every day has also increased.Relying on those few audio and video, Mo Yu washed away the labels of sexual harassment and threats, and with the title of champion of the supermodel contest, his popularity skyrocketed.And Mo Yu gradually realized that compared to forums, Weibo has a more powerful power, a power that can both increase fame and conversely lower it.Because of real-name authentication, it is easier to reflect a person's character and behavior in daily life.Of course, there are also people who act so much that they can't even let this go.Mo Yu narrowed his eyes and thought of Li Tan.
Feeling bad in vain, Mo Yu clicked on Weibo and posted a paragraph.
And not long after, someone left a message under this Weibo.
Mo Yu V: I have a job the day after tomorrow, but the stupid and cute manager only remembered that he didn't book a ticket after I reminded him, and now he is panicking to vote.
Fan 6: Reply Fan 5: Me, me, me! ! !
Fan 5: Tell me loudly, domineering model Gong x stupid cute manager Shou, is there anyone who stands in line with me!
Pink 4: Oh my god, my girl's heart prprpr
Fan 3: Reply Fan 2: It's not you!Is the truth!
Fan 2: Is my eyes dazzled by the doting tone!
Fan 1: So pampered!
Mo Yu flipped through the comments and retweets, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable that he could only watch but couldn't do anything.After thinking about it, he logged out of this account and applied for a small account instead.
Within a few minutes, Mo Yu stared at the words "silly fluffy doll" on the phone screen, and curled his lips in satisfaction.Not only did he follow his own account, but he also picked out the people in the comments and retweets, and followed a few of them.
But... Mo Yu secretly decided to find a time for Maomao to apply for a meager one too.Although Maomao knows the password of his large size and helps him take care of it from time to time, he has no sense of belonging.When Maomao has an account, he will be able to use it.
Mo Yu had a beautiful idea, but...he didn't expect that it would take several months to realize this idea.
At this time, Mo Yu looked at the bare Weibo account and typed the first word.
Silly Mao Mao's doll: Mao Mao blushing is so cute [cute]
As the champion of the supermodel competition, Mo Yu finally got the ticket to participate in Shanghai Fashion Week, although he has little runway experience.
"It's not the finale." Mu Xuanying said with some regret.
Mo Yu touched the flesh on the back of his neck and said, "I'm not qualified to be the finale yet."
Mu Xuanying pursed her lips: "I know this too, but I'm just upset, obviously Brother Yu, your level is superb."
"You know this as well?"
"Of course I know." Mu Xuanying puffed out her chest, very proud.
The few people on the side looked at Mu Xuanying with a bit of disdain.Mo Yu naturally knew what those people were thinking. He just won a championship, which is nothing in the circle. It doesn't matter if he is famous on the Internet, but he just touched the threshold.Although the models participating in the fashion week may not have the title of champion, they are more or less people who have been in the circle for a while. Like him, they only train for a period of time, and they participate in a competition and happen to win a championship. I don't like it.Fortunately, Mo Yu was never afraid of such gazes. What's more, in his opinion, doing what they thought was impossible in such gazes was what relieved him the most.
After registering the list, Mo Yu took Mu Xuanying's hand and walked to the hotel room prepared by the brand.Compared with the supermodel competition, the room arrangement of the fashion week is very simple, just a very ordinary standard room.
Mu Xuanying entered the room, put down her things, stretched her head to look at the layout, and let out an "ah".
Mo Yu was adjusting the central air conditioner, and asked without looking back after hearing the sound, "What's wrong?"
Mu Xuanying: "...you look at the bathroom."
Mo Yu turned his head to look over, and couldn't help showing a smile.He glanced at Mu Xuanying and said, "What? Shy?"
I don’t know who designed this standard room. One side of the shower in the bathroom is made of glass, which is just facing the bed. Standing outside, you can see the people taking a bath inside—although there are still curtains, but as long as the bathroom lights are turned on, Is there anything I can't see clearly?Mu Xuanying has always been conservative, and even Mo Yu blushed with embarrassment when he helped him express his desire. Now that the room is designed like this, he might not even be able to sit comfortably.
Mu Xuanying really did what Mo Yu thought, after chatting for a while, she simply didn't even bother to tidy up her things, and sat on a chair beside her, turning her head and not looking behind her.
Mo Yu was amused in her heart, and loved Mu Xuanying's reaction so much, but hoped that Mu Xuanying could accept her desire calmly and respond enthusiastically to herself.He slowly approached Mu Xuanying and put his hand on Mu Xuanying's shoulder.In the end, like being electrocuted, Mu Xuanying jumped up and almost bumped into Mo Yu.
It didn't take long for Mu Xuanying to come back to her senses, blinking her eyes, a little embarrassed: "No, I'm sorry, brother Yu. It's because you put your hand on my shoulder without making a sound. I was so scared that I reacted so strongly."
Mo Yu didn't want to talk about him at all. After saying "um", she stared at him with radiant eyes, and when Mu Xuanying couldn't help but step back, she said, "Maomao, do you hate me?" ... touch you?"
"Why do you think so?" Mu Xuanying's expression was very surprised, as if she didn't expect Mo Yu to say such a thing.
Mo Yu wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it: "It's nothing, forget it."
Mu Xuanying nodded in confusion, but still didn't understand what Mo Yu meant.And Mo Yuhang's fingers on both sides of his body moved, and finally calmed down.
Forget it, give me some more time.Mo Yu secretly thought.
Mu Xuanying didn't understand Mo Yu's plan, nor could he understand Mo Yu's strong possessive desire to integrate people into his body, but with such an interruption, he somewhat didn't pay attention to the glass.
This time the two of them came to Shanghai Fashion Week, they didn't bring much stuff, and the schedule was so tight that they didn't even have time to go shopping.Mo Yu is quite used to this rhythm, he is busy communicating with designers every day, rehearsing with other models, obeying the arrangements of show directors, and dealing well with dressers.He even updated two microblogs in his busy schedule, allowing the fans who followed his weibo to fill their hungry mouths.
Mu Xuanying was not very used to such an environment.Originally, like Mo Yu, there were few models who had their own managers before becoming supermodels. Most of the models either worked as managers themselves, or were arranged by the agency.It is common in the industry for an agent to bring several models.In this case, the role that the agent can play becomes much smaller after winning the catwalk qualification from the brand side. Most of the agents will choose to tell the models and then leave.Mu Xuanying would choose to come over because she was somewhat worried about Mo Yu's body.In mid-August, Mo Yu's illness flared up again. It was the first time after more than a year's interval. Mo Yu's condition was really serious that time. Mu Xuanying took care of her for several days before she finally felt relieved. But this time around the catwalk, he didn't dare to take it lightly, so he also followed.Of course, there was a more important reason in Mu Xuanying's heart, but when he faced Mo Yu, he couldn't open his mouth, so he could only sulk all by himself.That's right, he has long known that in places like Shanghai Fashion Week, there is never a shortage of female models who are good-looking and good-looking and know how to attract men. Mo Yu is also very handsome. Someone took a fancy to him and used various methods to attract Mo Yu's attention.
When this thought first came to Mu Xuanying's mind, she was stunned.He never knew that he was such a person, and he was so caressing that he was completely different from the past.However, when he thought of such a female model or other women appearing next to Mo Yu, he couldn't persuade himself not to think about it.After thinking about it for a while, Mu Xuanying finally made up his mind and followed him, but made Mo Yu secretly observe him a few times, trying to figure out what he was thinking.
But there are more people, and they are not models, so there is a problem with the room allocation.Fortunately, Mu Xuanying was willing to pay for it himself, so the brand owner went with him.In this way, other models also looked at Mu Xuanying from a heterogeneous perspective.Speaking of which, in the circle of models, homosexuality is not too rare. On the contrary, due to the wide contact with them, there are many more people who are promiscuous. Even if some are not gay, it is common to try it once in a while.Therefore, Mu Xuanying followed Mo Yu's actions like this, and others regarded him as Mo Yu's manager on the surface, but secretly compared him to the person with one leg on the bed.
The author has something to say: pray for Tianjin.
When Mo Yu saw Mu Xuanying's appearance, he knew that he regretted it.But as if he didn't see it, he lowered his eyes and pretended to be sad: "Maomao, you actually look at me like that?"
"No, it's not... I... I just..." Mu Xuanying was taken aback, and subconsciously explained, but the more she explained, the more she stuttered.
Mo Yu suddenly chuckled, and Mu Xuanying immediately reacted, and he yelled "ah", "Brother Yu, you lied to me!"
"Where did I lie to you?"
"You, you just made a very sad look!"
Mo Yu stretched out his hand and squeezed Mu Xuanying's hand, and even bent his index finger and stroked his palm a few times, causing Mu Xuanying to withdraw his hand abruptly, before saying: "I'm so sad, Maomao! To question me for someone else's sake."
"I'm not……"
"You are." Mo Yu stretched out his hand again and squeezed Mu Xuanying's hand. This time he didn't let Mu Xuanying escape, "Look, once you listened to my audio and video, you looked like that. It's not that you don't trust me. Me?"
Mu Xuanying thought that the two of them had only just confirmed their relationship - although they had known each other for a long time and knew enough about Mo Yu's nature - as lovers, they should have more trust in the other half.So he pursed his lips and asked, "Then... Brother Yu, can you tell me why you want to record and video?"
"Something is wrong." Mo Yu answered Mu Xuanying's question again.
"Not right?"
"Yes. You see, although Luo Xiao is a newcomer to the company, it's very common to be made things difficult." Mu Xuanying nodded involuntarily, agreeing with his words. "However, even if she was made things difficult, she would not arrange for her to pick us up alone. She was the one who drove the car, which is unreasonable. So, after getting in the car, I was careful and turned on the phone to record the sound. Afterwards she When I come over, I will record the video if I can, and I will record it if I can’t.”
After listening to Mo Yu's words, Mu Xuanying's eyes almost went straight.He never thought that there are so many twists and turns in it.Mo Yu's eyes darkened, and he added: "Do you think I... think of people too badly?"
It took Mu Xuanying a few seconds to realize what he meant, and she shook her head anxiously: "No! If it wasn't for Brother Yu and your recording and video recording, Brother Yu, your future would be ruined, right?"
"Not afraid of me?"
"Why should I be afraid of you?" Mu Xuanying blinked his eyes, puzzled.
Mo Yu couldn't bear it anymore, and squeezed Mu Xuanying's palm tightly, pulling him into his arms.He held Mu Xuanying's waist with one hand, put his other hand behind his head, and pulled Mu Xuanying into his arms.
"Yu, Brother Yu?" Mu Xuanying called out strangely.
Mo Yu's grip tightened even more. "Maomao, let me hug you for a while, just for a while."
Mu Xuanying didn't understand his ups and downs, and didn't understand what his actions meant, but he knew that he should be quiet at this moment.So, he stretched out his hand, hugged Mo Yu back, and gently patted Mo Yu's back with one hand, seemingly silently comforting her.
It took a long time before Mo Yu let him go.
"Okay. I have work the day after tomorrow. Have you booked a ticket?"
Mu Xuanying was taken aback, and quickly thought about the itinerary, feeling a little frustrated: "...No."
Mo Yu reached out and stroked his hair, and said softly, "It's okay, there's time."
But Mu Xuanying didn't take this seriously at all, rushed to the computer and started to check.The white light from the computer hit his face, and even the tiny hairs were clearly visible.Mo Yu stared at his eyelashes for a while, then took out his phone and logged on to Weibo.
Compared with being unknown a month ago, Mo Yu's Weibo has already surpassed [-] fans, and the number of comments and retweets every day has also increased.Relying on those few audio and video, Mo Yu washed away the labels of sexual harassment and threats, and with the title of champion of the supermodel contest, his popularity skyrocketed.And Mo Yu gradually realized that compared to forums, Weibo has a more powerful power, a power that can both increase fame and conversely lower it.Because of real-name authentication, it is easier to reflect a person's character and behavior in daily life.Of course, there are also people who act so much that they can't even let this go.Mo Yu narrowed his eyes and thought of Li Tan.
Feeling bad in vain, Mo Yu clicked on Weibo and posted a paragraph.
And not long after, someone left a message under this Weibo.
Mo Yu V: I have a job the day after tomorrow, but the stupid and cute manager only remembered that he didn't book a ticket after I reminded him, and now he is panicking to vote.
Fan 6: Reply Fan 5: Me, me, me! ! !
Fan 5: Tell me loudly, domineering model Gong x stupid cute manager Shou, is there anyone who stands in line with me!
Pink 4: Oh my god, my girl's heart prprpr
Fan 3: Reply Fan 2: It's not you!Is the truth!
Fan 2: Is my eyes dazzled by the doting tone!
Fan 1: So pampered!
Mo Yu flipped through the comments and retweets, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable that he could only watch but couldn't do anything.After thinking about it, he logged out of this account and applied for a small account instead.
Within a few minutes, Mo Yu stared at the words "silly fluffy doll" on the phone screen, and curled his lips in satisfaction.Not only did he follow his own account, but he also picked out the people in the comments and retweets, and followed a few of them.
But... Mo Yu secretly decided to find a time for Maomao to apply for a meager one too.Although Maomao knows the password of his large size and helps him take care of it from time to time, he has no sense of belonging.When Maomao has an account, he will be able to use it.
Mo Yu had a beautiful idea, but...he didn't expect that it would take several months to realize this idea.
At this time, Mo Yu looked at the bare Weibo account and typed the first word.
Silly Mao Mao's doll: Mao Mao blushing is so cute [cute]
As the champion of the supermodel competition, Mo Yu finally got the ticket to participate in Shanghai Fashion Week, although he has little runway experience.
"It's not the finale." Mu Xuanying said with some regret.
Mo Yu touched the flesh on the back of his neck and said, "I'm not qualified to be the finale yet."
Mu Xuanying pursed her lips: "I know this too, but I'm just upset, obviously Brother Yu, your level is superb."
"You know this as well?"
"Of course I know." Mu Xuanying puffed out her chest, very proud.
The few people on the side looked at Mu Xuanying with a bit of disdain.Mo Yu naturally knew what those people were thinking. He just won a championship, which is nothing in the circle. It doesn't matter if he is famous on the Internet, but he just touched the threshold.Although the models participating in the fashion week may not have the title of champion, they are more or less people who have been in the circle for a while. Like him, they only train for a period of time, and they participate in a competition and happen to win a championship. I don't like it.Fortunately, Mo Yu was never afraid of such gazes. What's more, in his opinion, doing what they thought was impossible in such gazes was what relieved him the most.
After registering the list, Mo Yu took Mu Xuanying's hand and walked to the hotel room prepared by the brand.Compared with the supermodel competition, the room arrangement of the fashion week is very simple, just a very ordinary standard room.
Mu Xuanying entered the room, put down her things, stretched her head to look at the layout, and let out an "ah".
Mo Yu was adjusting the central air conditioner, and asked without looking back after hearing the sound, "What's wrong?"
Mu Xuanying: "...you look at the bathroom."
Mo Yu turned his head to look over, and couldn't help showing a smile.He glanced at Mu Xuanying and said, "What? Shy?"
I don’t know who designed this standard room. One side of the shower in the bathroom is made of glass, which is just facing the bed. Standing outside, you can see the people taking a bath inside—although there are still curtains, but as long as the bathroom lights are turned on, Is there anything I can't see clearly?Mu Xuanying has always been conservative, and even Mo Yu blushed with embarrassment when he helped him express his desire. Now that the room is designed like this, he might not even be able to sit comfortably.
Mu Xuanying really did what Mo Yu thought, after chatting for a while, she simply didn't even bother to tidy up her things, and sat on a chair beside her, turning her head and not looking behind her.
Mo Yu was amused in her heart, and loved Mu Xuanying's reaction so much, but hoped that Mu Xuanying could accept her desire calmly and respond enthusiastically to herself.He slowly approached Mu Xuanying and put his hand on Mu Xuanying's shoulder.In the end, like being electrocuted, Mu Xuanying jumped up and almost bumped into Mo Yu.
It didn't take long for Mu Xuanying to come back to her senses, blinking her eyes, a little embarrassed: "No, I'm sorry, brother Yu. It's because you put your hand on my shoulder without making a sound. I was so scared that I reacted so strongly."
Mo Yu didn't want to talk about him at all. After saying "um", she stared at him with radiant eyes, and when Mu Xuanying couldn't help but step back, she said, "Maomao, do you hate me?" ... touch you?"
"Why do you think so?" Mu Xuanying's expression was very surprised, as if she didn't expect Mo Yu to say such a thing.
Mo Yu wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it: "It's nothing, forget it."
Mu Xuanying nodded in confusion, but still didn't understand what Mo Yu meant.And Mo Yuhang's fingers on both sides of his body moved, and finally calmed down.
Forget it, give me some more time.Mo Yu secretly thought.
Mu Xuanying didn't understand Mo Yu's plan, nor could he understand Mo Yu's strong possessive desire to integrate people into his body, but with such an interruption, he somewhat didn't pay attention to the glass.
This time the two of them came to Shanghai Fashion Week, they didn't bring much stuff, and the schedule was so tight that they didn't even have time to go shopping.Mo Yu is quite used to this rhythm, he is busy communicating with designers every day, rehearsing with other models, obeying the arrangements of show directors, and dealing well with dressers.He even updated two microblogs in his busy schedule, allowing the fans who followed his weibo to fill their hungry mouths.
Mu Xuanying was not very used to such an environment.Originally, like Mo Yu, there were few models who had their own managers before becoming supermodels. Most of the models either worked as managers themselves, or were arranged by the agency.It is common in the industry for an agent to bring several models.In this case, the role that the agent can play becomes much smaller after winning the catwalk qualification from the brand side. Most of the agents will choose to tell the models and then leave.Mu Xuanying would choose to come over because she was somewhat worried about Mo Yu's body.In mid-August, Mo Yu's illness flared up again. It was the first time after more than a year's interval. Mo Yu's condition was really serious that time. Mu Xuanying took care of her for several days before she finally felt relieved. But this time around the catwalk, he didn't dare to take it lightly, so he also followed.Of course, there was a more important reason in Mu Xuanying's heart, but when he faced Mo Yu, he couldn't open his mouth, so he could only sulk all by himself.That's right, he has long known that in places like Shanghai Fashion Week, there is never a shortage of female models who are good-looking and good-looking and know how to attract men. Mo Yu is also very handsome. Someone took a fancy to him and used various methods to attract Mo Yu's attention.
When this thought first came to Mu Xuanying's mind, she was stunned.He never knew that he was such a person, and he was so caressing that he was completely different from the past.However, when he thought of such a female model or other women appearing next to Mo Yu, he couldn't persuade himself not to think about it.After thinking about it for a while, Mu Xuanying finally made up his mind and followed him, but made Mo Yu secretly observe him a few times, trying to figure out what he was thinking.
But there are more people, and they are not models, so there is a problem with the room allocation.Fortunately, Mu Xuanying was willing to pay for it himself, so the brand owner went with him.In this way, other models also looked at Mu Xuanying from a heterogeneous perspective.Speaking of which, in the circle of models, homosexuality is not too rare. On the contrary, due to the wide contact with them, there are many more people who are promiscuous. Even if some are not gay, it is common to try it once in a while.Therefore, Mu Xuanying followed Mo Yu's actions like this, and others regarded him as Mo Yu's manager on the surface, but secretly compared him to the person with one leg on the bed.
The author has something to say: pray for Tianjin.
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