On the New Posture of Being Captive

The breath of summer is getting stronger and stronger, and the sudden increase in temperature day by day makes people extremely irritable.

Xu Xingxing was lying on the bay window reading a book, and was sleepy just looking at it. When Mo Ya pushed the door and came in, he saw Xu Xingxing was already sleeping soundly, and the young man's thin legs stretched wantonly, clean and beautiful.

Mo Ya walked over and covered Xu Xingxing with a thin blanket. Seeing Xu Xingxing sleeping peacefully, he couldn't move his eyes away. He simply sat beside Xu Xingxing, his eyes focused and greedy, as if wanting to put this person's face Completely portrayed in my heart, gentle and tender, as if looking at my favorite lover.

Perhaps because of this focused gaze, even Xu Xingxing in the dream felt it, and hummed a few times, like a child acting coquettishly, muttering and then turned around, the corners of Mo Ya's mouth rose slightly, and suddenly caught sight of A notebook was placed on the bay window next to Xu Xingxing's head.

Mo Ya thought for a while, took it over, and opened it.

The first page is a landscape painting, I don’t know where it is, but I can see that this place is beautiful, with small bridges and flowing water, green trees, swaying boats, and a few pedestrians, a leisurely and leisurely picture, the artist The strokes are very delicate and vivid.

Turning to the second page, Mo Ya's movements suddenly froze, because what came into his eyes was a portrait, a side portrait, a person reading a book quietly, with his head slightly lowered, his bundled hair hanging down naturally, and a few strands The hair falls to the side of the face, the book is slightly held in both hands, leaning on the table, a few strokes are very vivid, and the character in the painting is Mo Ya.

Mo Ya looked at the portrait, then at Xu Xingxing who was sleeping beside him, and then turned another page.

Inside is still a portrait, a young man with a very outstanding appearance is lying on the bed, his eyes are closed, his long hair is scattered in a mess, the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are drawn very carefully, even the messy hair is drawn very vividly A strand of hair falls on the neck, adding a soft style to the sleeping person, and the character in the painting is also Mo Ya.

Suddenly, Mo Ya felt as if he was being scratched by a kitten. He turned several pages in a row. The face later turned into a more detailed scene, such as Mo Ya wiping his hair with a towel, such as Mo Ya wearing a doraemon pajamas, such as Mo Ya watering flowers... and so on.

Moreover, each painting is marked with the date of painting, and a few lines of writing are also written.

Mo Ya is so beautiful, she looks like Sleeping Beauty when she is asleep.

There is a contrast between Mo Ya wearing Doraemon pajamas, hahaha.

Mo Ya is very focused on watering the flowers, those flowers should be very happy... Wait, Mo Ya finds it more and more interesting watching it.

To Mo Ya's surprise, there is also Mo Ya cooking. The perspective should be standing at the door and looking inside. It says, Chef Mo's cooking is delicious, so virtuous!But Mo Ya was very surprised that he didn't see Xu Xingxing painting at the door while he was cooking. Could it be that he remembered it in his heart and then drew it slowly?Mo Ya hooked the corners of his mouth, in a good mood.

Turn to the last one, which is the most recent one. It is a picture of Mo Ya wiping his hair with a bath towel around his bare upper body. Well-proportioned and beautiful muscles and beautiful and sexy mermaid lines are all drawn.

Mo Ya looked at the painting, the smile in his eyes was obvious, he gently closed the painting book, and Mo Ya stared at Xu Xingxing beside him, this person always has some kind of magical magic, which can make him suddenly Become soft and fluffy, and then the whole heart is full of his shadow, full of it.

Mo Ya reached out and touched Xu Xingxing's cheek, lightly, and then stopped at the corner of his lips. Mo Ya's eyes darkened, and he bent down and kissed the corner of the lips of the sleeping person, as if to cover his belongings. It's like writing a chapter, and my heart is full of satisfaction that I have never had before.

The desire to own this person is getting stronger and stronger, and he wants him to be his own now, but now is not the time.

Xu Xingxing woke up and saw the blanket on his body in a daze. He turned his head and saw that Mo Ya was reading a book. Mo Ya noticed that Xu Xingxing woke up and looked at him, just in time to meet Xu Xingxing's gaze , the lines of sight meet, the depths of the pupils are filled with undercurrents, and there is a faint light that flickers on and off.

It seems that at this moment, each other is the only one in each other's eyes, and there is nothing else other than that.

Mo Ya spoke first: "Are you awake?"

"Well," Xu Xingxing got up, "I don't know how long I slept, and you didn't call me anyway, it's over, I won't be able to sleep at night." Xu Xingxing pretended to be distressed.

"I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't call you." Mo Ya closed the book and followed Xu Xingxing out, "If you can't sleep at night, you can do something else."

Xu Xingxing was stunned, blushed slightly, turned his head to look at Mo Ya, and said pretending to be serious: "Do you know that there is ambiguity in these words?"

"What?" Mo Ya asked.

"That's, that's... Oh, forget it, I don't know." Xu Xingxing strode towards the refrigerator.

Mo Ya smiled quietly behind Xu Xingxing.

"It's so cool to eat watermelon in summer!" Xu Xingxing gave half of the cut watermelon to Mo Ya, and held the other half by himself.

Mo Ya looked at the watermelon in his hand and put it in the refrigerator, then sat next to Xu Xingxing and looked at Xu Xingxing.

"What's wrong?" Xu Xingxing said, "Why did you put half of you back?"

Mo Ya looked at the watermelon dug out of Xu Xingxing's spoon without saying a word, watching intently.

Xu Xingxing was very embarrassed, "You, you want...to eat this?" Xu Xingxing asked with uncertain eyes.

Mo Ya nodded.

"Then you eat." Xu Xingxing planned to hand the spoon to Mo Ya, but unexpectedly, Mo Ya followed his hand and swallowed a spoon full of watermelon in one gulp.

Xu Xingxing was stunned, his face turned a little red, and he stammered, "You, where's your spoon?"

Mo Ya said: "Put it back."

"Then, do you want to... take it back and... eat together." Xu Xingxing said weakly.

Mo Ya didn't speak, just looked at Xu Xingxing's hand.

Xu Xingxing bit his lower lip, as if he had made up his mind, he dug up a spoon full of watermelon, and handed it to Mo Ya. In fact, he was very nervous and his heart was pounding.

Mo Ya's eyes lit up, he glanced at Xu Xingxing, and then he ate it in his mouth, feeling very happy, "It's very sweet."

Xu Xingxing blushed suddenly, and his round ears turned red with shame. He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Mo Ya. He dug another big spoon for Mo Ya, and Mo Ya gently pushed his arm. ,"you eat."

Xu Xingxing bit it into his mouth, the watermelon juice flowed horizontally, it was sweet and delicious, um, it was very sweet, and there was a dense itching feeling in his heart, as if lying on the quilt that had been exposed to the sun, his whole body was full of comfort and refreshment up.

The two shared the half of the watermelon with one spoonful and one mouthful. It was so comfortable and beautiful that there was a slight jump of joy, and there was a little embarrassment but they enjoyed it.

"Do you want to go to the supermarket tomorrow?" Xu Xingxing said, "It's exactly fifteen, go buy some fruits and vegetables."

"Yeah." Mo Ya nodded while eating the melon.

"And the soy sauce and light soy sauce, I think they are almost gone, please add more."

"Ah."

"I still want to visit Sisyphus tomorrow, so you go with me."

"Well, let's go together." Mo Ya agreed without hesitation.

"You really look like a big golden retriever," Xu Xingxing teased, "You are so obedient! The master agrees to everything..."

Mo Ya said: "I agree to everything you do." His eyes were serious and deep.

Xu Xingxing felt embarrassed, "Eating watermelon makes your mouth sweet."

Mo Ya smiled, noncommittal.

Xu Xingxing dug out the last large piece of melon meat and handed it to Mo Ya, but Mo Ya only took half a bite, and then pushed it to Xu Xingxing. Xu Xingxing looked at the half piece of melon meat in the spoon, his face was a little hot, and his ears It was also a little hot, and I was a little flustered. Finally, under Mo Ya's gaze, I swallowed the half of the melon meat, and then lowered my head slightly, not wanting Mo Ya to see his flushed embarrassment. Sample.

However, when Xu Xingxing lowered his head, Mo Ya's mouth curled up and he smiled. His whole face was extremely vivid and beautiful, but Xu Xingxing didn't see it.

"Baby, what do you want to eat tonight?" Mo Ya asked.

Xu Xingxing blushed again when he heard this extremely ambiguous word that made his heart beat, and hurried away to throw melon skins, "I can do anything, you can do whatever you want."

"casual?"

"Well, whatever," Xu Xingxing packed up the garbage bags, "I'll go downstairs to throw out the garbage." After speaking, he couldn't wait to run away.

"This, I should be shy," Mo Ya sighed softly, "It's... so cute." After speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

Xu Xingxing went downstairs to throw away the garbage, then took a few breaths desperately to calm down his nervous mood, and then complained in his heart, this Moya is more and more capable of teasing people, I really don’t know how he was cute and quiet before Where did it go, such a title pops up from time to time, and every time it makes people feel... shameful.

"Mo Ya, you are too bad! You are too bad, every time..." Xu Xingxing muttered into the air, and then went upstairs angrily.

Not far away, there was a figure on the big tree who had been staring at Xu Xingxing after seeing him coming out, and squinted his eyes even more after hearing him say Mo Ya's name, and said everything without saying a word. After listening, his eyes shone strangely.

When Xu Xingxing entered the door, he heard the sound of cutting vegetables in the kitchen. At first, he wanted to take a look at the door, but he stopped his thoughts and went back to the bedroom. Then he took out the sketchbook and pen on the bay window, and started to draw. .

Originally wanted to draw a picture of Mo Ya's blackening to take revenge, but after thinking about it, I still couldn't bear it, so I brushed off a few strokes, and started to draw seriously. I forgot the time while I was painting, until Mo Ya opened the door and said After the meal was ready, Xu Xingxing hurriedly collected the last few strokes, then wrote a few words, picked it up, glanced at it, and closed the notebook with satisfaction.

Mo Ya saw that Xu Xingxing was painting, and went out without disturbing him, thinking in his heart, he really remembered it in his heart, no wonder...

It's really a bit of a surprise.

"It's time to eat! It's time to eat!" Xu Xingxing hurried out and shouted.

"Don't worry, eat slowly." Mo Ya said.

"Eating must be active, especially Chef Mo with such a strong skill. If you go out and open a restaurant, you will be very popular," Xu Xingxing said, "Ah, this is a way to make a fortune, classmate Mo."

"I cook for you," Mo Ya said calmly.

Xu Xingxing: "...It's really touching."

"Besides, I have money." Mo Ya added quietly.

Xu Xingxing: "..." So, your focus is on the last sentence, right?If you have money, you don't need to get rich!

Is it not good to let me immerse myself in the beautiful imagination of myself?Is it not good?Wake me up with a stick!

Xu Xingxing glanced at Mo Ya resentfully, and secretly spurned Mo Ya a hundred times in his heart, but when he ate such delicious fried chicken wings, he immediately rebelled and decisively gave up his previous thoughts.

"It's so delicious!" Xu Xingxing shouted happily, "Chef Mo, you are so talented!"

"Eat slowly, there is something else," Mo Ya added a piece to Xu Xingxing's bowl, "Do you like it?"

"like."

"What about this?" Mo Ya picked up a chopstick of braised tofu.

"like."

"Then what about this one?" Mo Ya pointed to the pork rib soup.

"I like it!" Xu Xingxing nodded desperately.

what about me?

Mo Ya wanted to ask, but he didn't ask, although he seemed to have the answer in his heart, but he didn't ask, because now is not a good time.

You can't just impose shackles on him in the name of your liking when everything is inappropriate. If you don't want to, you will feel distressed.