think mighty

Xu Shaoqing smiled and suddenly felt better.

He Yuxiu glanced at him and asked, "Why are you always so serious in front of me?"

The car stopped at the Shunning apartment, Xu Shaoqing got out of the car first, and extended a hand to him, He Yuxiu hesitated for a while before handing it over.Xu Shaoqing held it and didn't let go. At first it was a simple grip, then it became a pinch, and then he clasped his fingers tightly.

"I can't help it. When I see Mr. He, I'm always distracted." He whispered in his ear.

He Yuxiu couldn't help feeling hot in his ears, he wasn't good at being intimate with Xu Shaoqing, just interlocking his fingers was enough to make him uncomfortable, but Xu Shaoqing held him tightly, as if he was afraid that he would slip away, holding onto him tightly , he was limping, with ink marks on his face, he was so funny that people passing by would give him two extra glances, but he always suspected that the two extra glances of passers-by were because their fingers were tight Buckle's sake.

Xu Shaoqing took him home and wiped the ink on his face with a wet towel.

He Yuxiu turned her head away uncomfortably, and said, "Give it to me, I hurt my leg, not my hand."

Xu Shaoqing patted his hand and said, "You can't wipe it clean."

He Yuxiu couldn't stand the embarrassment in the air, and closed her eyes silently.

Xu Shao washed a towel and wiped it on his face little by little.He Yuxiu closed her eyes, like a cat with its paws closed, completely devoid of hostility, and looked very obedient.

He knew that He Yuxiu was a paper tiger, so he pushed forward and said: "In a while, it will be the anniversary of the publication of the [-]th issue of our "Ning Bao", Mr. He, please write us something."

He Yuxiu opened her eyes when she heard the sound, "Oh? No. [-]?"

Xu Shaoqing nodded.

He Yuxiu leaned on the back of the chair and smiled playfully: "Do you know that I am very expensive?"

"Really?" Xu Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, washed the towel again, spread it out and put it on his face, "It's useless for me to wait on you for a long time."

The hot towel made his face very comfortable, but Naihe blocked his sight. He took away the towel, a few strands of hair on his forehead were wet, and his eyes were bright, showing a bit of innocence. He looked at Xu Shaoqing and said regretfully: "It turns out that being so caring today was premeditated."

"No, I'm so shrewd, I do everything carefully, and I charge interest for everything I give out." Xu Shaoqing walked to the window and talked to him a little bit. He took the water bottle and watered it from time to time flowering.This scene moved He Yuxiu's heart, and he had an illusion, as if he was the master of the house.

"When you say this, it seems that you are not a journalist, but a capitalist."

Hearing the sound, Xu Shaoqing put down the kettle, leaned against the window to look at him, and said with a smile, "Who doesn't have a family, let alone a capitalist like me, who still has to ask you, the great painter, for some interest." His eyes flicked He Yuxiu's wet hair stayed on his rather moist lips, and he couldn't help looking at it for a while longer.

He Yuxiu held the wet towel in her hand, pinched it subconsciously, a few drops of water seeped in along the lines of the clothes, leaving an obvious water stain on the gray clothes, there was wind by the window, blowing Xu Shaoqing's body The hair was slightly raised, and then slowly fell down.It is true that Xu Shaoqing was born well, this picture is very beautiful, so beautiful that he suddenly wanted to draw.

He couldn't help it, and said, "Stand there and don't move."

He limped and took a pen and paper from the study, and saw sunlight coming in through the window, hitting the wooden floor, golden, like flowing honey.

Xu Shaoqing was caught off guard and became a model again. Looking at He Yuxiu's expression, he suddenly remembered the stories of several foreign painters and models.I don't know if those rumored great painters are as focused as He Yuxiu when they paint, and I don't know if those models are also like him, looking at the painter in front of him unscrupulously while he lowers his head.

His Adam's apple twitched, and he said, "He Yuxiu, do you know that asking me to be a model is very expensive."

He Yuxiu seemed to be used to him calling him by his first name, so he just sketched him and said, "I don't want you to be a nude model."

When he said this, Xu Shaoqing naturally thought of the controversial nude model incident in China a few years ago. He narrowly blinked at He Yuxiu and said, "I may not be able to dedicate myself to art, but I can still consider dedicating myself to you." of."

"Oh?" The pen in He Yuxiu's hand paused, he lowered his head, and after a while, raised his head to draw a few strokes on the paper, and said softly, "Xu Shaoqing, you know, I have been drawing for more than 20 years."

Xu Shaoqing nodded, "I heard you said it before."

"You also know that I am stubborn and rigid. If I am sure of one thing, it is difficult to turn back."

Xu Shaoqing smiled and said, "I feel it."

"Then you should know better, I don't have time to play exciting young people's games with you."

Xu Shao paused, and he opened his mouth: "I'm serious..."

He Yuxiu didn't speak, just lowered his head and drew.Soon, the sketch in his hand was drawn.

"So fast?"

"Sketchbooks are fast."

Xu Shaoqing moved his legs when he heard the sound, and walked towards him.

This is just a simple action that happened in a very short period of time, but in He Yuxiu's eyes, it seemed very long.He Yuxiu looked at him, as if looking at a wall that suddenly collapsed in front of him.

He looked at Xu Shaoqing in action, then at Xu Shaoqing in the painting, and was stunned for a long time.

Maybe he peeled off like this.

What can the three words "He Yuxiu" represent?

Perhaps he, like the characters in this painting, was shaped by a pair of invisible hands to show the outside world.But where is the real him hiding?

He was a little distracted until Xu Shaoqing walked up to him.

His modeling skills are quite good. Xu Shaoqing in the painting is very charming with a relaxed posture and gestures.

Xu Shaoqing didn't notice his change, he looked at himself in the painting and murmured: "So I look like this in your eyes."

He Yuxiu came back to his senses, he shook his head, and said: "It's not accurate for you to say that. To be precise, the you just now looked like this in my eyes. I just described you just now with a pen. It can't even be used to describe you now."

Xu Shaoqing smiled when he heard the sound: "It's interesting what you said."

He Yuxiu also smiled.

The eyes of the two were intertwined, and He Yuxiu smiled, not avoiding his eyes at all.

"Xu Shaoqing."

"Ok?"

"You are a nice person."

The smile on Xu Shaoqing's face became bigger, "Is that the only way?"

The room was surprisingly quiet, He Yuxiu lowered his head and put away the painting, the haze that had weighed on his heart for many days dissipated, and he saw himself deep in his heart.

He heard that his voice was the same as usual, but his slightly trembling hands still revealed his emotions.

"I think we can try it," he said.

"Try?" Xu Shaoqing looked at him, his heart beat faster, he turned his head, forced him to put down the painting, and looked at himself: "How to try?"

He Yuxiu met his serious eyes, struggled for a moment, then he put his arms around his shoulders, and kissed him with some helplessness as if resigned to his fate.

Taste it lightly, but what you get in return is a violent storm.Xu Shaoqing clasped the back of his head with one hand, and wrapped his arms around his waist with the other, and kissed from the front of the table to the back of the table. He Yuxiu's heart beat a little faster, and he felt that the hands around his waist were also faintly hot. He gasped, feeling a little short of breath. , trying to push him away, but was caught again.

"I said, I want to ask for interest..." Xu Shaoqing said hoarsely.