think mighty

"Here?" He stroked his chest with his fingers, and asked in a low voice, "Are you really uncomfortable or fake?"

Xu Shaoqing's eyes darkened a bit, his Adam's apple moved, and he said, "Itches."

He Yuxiu was used to seeing him like this, felt that he was faking, laughed, and circling his fingers around his chest, "It seems to be faking, Young Master Xu is good at pretending to be sick."

Xu Shaoqing flinched, grabbed his troublesome hand, and begged for mercy with a smile: "Okay, okay, it's really itchy."

He Yuxiu suddenly remembered something, stopped messing around with him, and asked: "How is your painting, is it finished?"

Xu Shaoqing nodded and said, "The painting is finished."

He got up and showed He Yuxiu the painting from his study, and asked, "What do you think?"

Meticulous painting should not be sloppy, each stroke must be steady and accurate, so that the lines can look smooth and natural, and the same is true for coloring. If the color is uneven or the color is too white, it will look very disastrous.

He Yuxiu glanced at it, but saw that the lines in his painting were still a little stagnant, and the colors were a little strange.

He couldn't help itching his hands and said, "Shall I help you change two strokes?"

Xu Shaoqing turned his head and looked at him, "Okay, but is my drawing really that bad?"

"It's the first time you drew like this. It's very good. If I were President Xu, I would definitely like this birthday present. It looks like I put my heart into it."

Xu Shaoqing smiled when he heard the sound, "Then on your birthday, I will also give you a painting with heart."

"That's not necessary."

"Why, dislike my intentions?"

"No."

"Tell me, when is your birthday?"

He leaned over to scratch his itch, but He Yuxiu smiled and hid, and said, "Well, let me tell you, my birthday is the third day of March."

"That will have to wait until next year."

He Yuxiu nodded and said, "Yes, what about you, when is your birthday?"

"New Year's Eve." Xu Shaoqing said.

"You were born on New Year's Eve."

Xu Shaoqing gave a "hmm" and then said, "I want to spend New Year's Eve with you this year."

He Yuxiu said "OK".

He sat down and adjusted the color of the picture for him. Xu Shaoqing came over to look at it and said, "Indeed, the color you adjusted looks better."

The hot and humid breath hit his ears, and He Yuxiu hid himself and said, "After all, it took me so many years to practice."

Xu Shaoqing smiled, stretched out his hand to fiddle with his earlobe, and tucked his loose hair back behind his ear, He Yuxiu patted his hand and said, "Don't make trouble."

"No trouble." Xu Shaoqing leaned over to speak, and nibbled his earlobe by the way.

He Yuxiu almost knocked over the paint tray.

"Xu Shaoqing."

"Ok?"

"I won't change it for you any more."

Xu Shaoqing rubbed his waist with his hand and said, "If you don't change it, you won't change it."

"you…"

The pen in his hand was taken away suddenly, He Yuxiu turned his head and met his eyes, followed by a gentle kiss, his lips were pried open, Xu Shaoqing rubbed his face, and whispered: "From you As soon as I walked in, I wanted to kiss you."

This posture was really awkward, He Yuxiu pushed him away, and before he could speak, Xu Shaoqing raised his eyebrows and asked, "No kiss? Then let me hug for a while."

He Yuxiu's breathing was a little messy, and before she could speak, she was dragged into her arms by that man.

"It smells so good," Xu Shaoqing put his arms around him, smelling the smell of his hair, and asked, "Have you applied the balm?"

"No, what nonsense are you talking about?" He Yuxiu struggled a few times.

Xu Shaoqing rubbed his waist, leaned close to his ear, and asked in a low voice: "Would you like to sleep here with me tonight?"

He Yuxiu's heart beat suddenly a little faster.

"Okay, eh?"

Maybe it was because the night was too dense, disturbing people's mind, or maybe Xu Shaoqing's voice bewitched him, and he said "yes" by a ghost.

Xu Shaoqing was very happy.

The light in the room was yellowish, and when it hit the person, it also made the person very gentle. Xu Shaoqing's heart moved and he asked him: "Want to dance?"

He Yuxiu froze for a moment, and said, "I won't."

"I teach you."

Xu Shaoqing changed into silk pajamas, played some music, and took He Yuxiu's hand.

He Yuxiu looked at his attire and laughed, "Crazy?"

"My own home, it doesn't matter."

The music played, and two people in pajamas danced around the house, but they didn't look very elegant.

"I seem to have seen this scene in a dream." Xu Shaoqing said.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone stepped on his foot.

"I'm sorry." He Yuxiu looked down, laughed, and asked, "The scene in your dream was us dancing in pajamas?"

Xu Shaoqing shook his head and said, "No, I was alone at that time, without you in my arms."

He Yuxiu was distracted, her feet were in a mess, her dancing posture was ridiculous, Xu Shaoqing couldn't help laughing and said, "Why are you panicking?"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Yuxiu raised his head and bumped into his nose.

Xu Shaoqing felt the pain, and tilted his head back, "Why, so excited?"

He Yuxiu said helplessly, "I really don't know how to do it."

After stumbling through the song, Xu Shaoqing laughed, "It seems that God only opened a window for you to draw pictures."

He Yuxiu scratched her head and said, "No one is perfect."

Xu Shaoqing smiled, and kissed him at the end of the music, their breathing became short of breath, Xu Shaoqing leaned against his head and said, "That's great."

There was a light wind blowing outside, followed by light rain, the pattering sound of the rain was very helpful to sleep, the two went to bed, Xu Shaoqing looked sideways at He Yuxiu, and refused to fall asleep for a long time.

He Yuxiu was uncomfortable seeing him, so she stretched out a hand to cover his eyes, and said, "I'm asleep."

Xu Shaoqing came over to kiss him and said, "Good night."

He Yuxiu couldn't help but evoked a smile.

He slept well that night, and woke up very early the next day. The first thing he did when he woke up was to change Xu Shaoqing's painting.

When Xu Shaoqing came together, he saw him busy in front of the painting, he yawned, and said with a smile, "I woke up so early, didn't you sleep well?"

He Yuxiu turned her head and said, "It's raining heavily outside, so I woke up."

"Changing the painting early in the morning?" Now that the rain stopped, Xu Shaoqing raised his head and looked out the window. Without stopping, he leaned over to look at his painting again, and rubbed He Yuxiu's hair with a smile, "Good boy, I reward you for going down to have breakfast with me in a while."

"Who are you kidding?"

He Yuxiu said so, but still went down with him.

There were quite a lot of people in the shop earlier, the shop was steaming and full of customers, the two of them found time to sit, He Yuxiu was ordering food in the shop, Xu Shaoqing stopped the newsboy at the door, bought a few newspapers, he was just about to go in , turned his head, but saw a group of people gathered around the corner, seeming to be looking at something.

Curious in his heart, he approached to have a look, and when he saw it clearly, his face suddenly became gloomy.

It was a big-character poster, on which it was written: "Put a man as a woman, the same-sex love between the noble son and the great painter!" There was a lot of stories arranged in the small characters below, and a vague stick figure was attached.

"who is this?"

"Is it two men?"

"Ah, who is this noble son? Who is the great painter?"

"Can two men still be together, sodomy?"

Sodomy...

These two words stimulated Xu Shaoqing, Xu Shaoqing pushed aside the crowd, rushed forward, and tore off the piece of paper.

"Does it have something to do with you? Don't watch the excitement, go back, go home!"

"What nerve..."

He Yuxiu waited for Xu Shaoqing not to come for a long time, and went out to take a look, but saw him standing at the corner of the street, surrounded by a circle of people.

"what happened?"

Xu Shaoqing looked up at him, hid the paper behind his back, and said, "It's all right."

"What's in your hand?"

Xu Shaoqing rolled up the piece of paper, threw it on the ground, and pulled He Yuxiu's arm to leave the crowd, "It's okay, let's go."

He raised his foot and took a few steps, but found a big-character poster posted in the distance.

He let go of He Yuxiu's hand, ran over, pushed through the crowd and tore off the piece of paper. He was about to make a ball, but was snatched away by He Yuxiu who ran over.

"what exactly is it?"

The more he was not allowed to read it, the more curious He Yuxiu became. He snatched it up and unfolded it. He saw the title first, and then saw the small print. He couldn't help but get furious, "Nonsense!"

The article replaces him with Mr. H, and Mr. X as Xu Shaoqing. The words are unsightly, and it is written: "Mr. H has a pink face and lips, and behaves like a woman. Seeing that Mr. X's family is rich and good-looking, I look down on him."

Xu Shaoqing's expression was also very ugly. He didn't mind others knowing about his relationship with He Yuxiu, but there were people spreading rumors about the relationship between the two of them, so that's another story.

"That Chu San must have done it," he said.

He Yuxiu was not in the mood to eat right now, and the two walked along that street for a long time, only to find such big-character posters posted everywhere, and it was very difficult to clean them up.

He Yuxiu looked at the small print on it, and the more he read it, the more angry he became, "It also said that you did not manage well, ruined your family business, and devoted yourself to me wholeheartedly. This person is really holding back his stomach, and even used this kind of vicious means to retaliate against us. "

Xu Shaoqing had a gloomy face and remained silent.

Chu San was in a very good mood. He gnawed on the steamed stuffed bun, stood in front of the big-character poster at the corner, admired it for a long time, and couldn't help but click his tongue to praise it.

"Good! It's really good!"

He was in a particularly good mood, whistling and humming a little song, and he even felt that the steamed stuffed bun was delicious. He clapped his hands after eating a steamed stuffed bun, and was about to turn around and go back to the police station when suddenly his eyes went dark.

"Who?"

When he woke up, his eyes were still dark, his hands and feet were tied, and Chu San had a sack on his head, and he yelled: "Who dares to provoke you, Grandpa Chu, do you know who I am?"

As soon as the words fell, he was kicked hard.

Xu Shaoqing sneered: "Then do you know who I am?"

Chu San fell to the ground, raised his head upon hearing the sound, and asked, "Are you...Xu Shaoqing?"

Xu Shaoqing didn't speak, raised his foot and kicked him hard again, "Did you do the big-character posters all over the city?"

Chu San said "Ouch" twice, and didn't dare to speak harshly anymore. His head was covered by a sack, and he couldn't see anything. He was a little flustered, and didn't answer, just shouted at the source of the sound: "Where is this?" , you are breaking the law, do you know that!"

Xu Shaoqing lifted his foot and kicked him hard in the stomach.

Chu San felt the pain, clutched his stomach, and softened his tone, "Master Xu...no...Uncle Xu, what are you doing?"

"Tell me, did you do this?"

Chu San said "Ouch" twice, and hurriedly said: "You have wronged me, and I don't have the writing skills."

Xu Shaoqing snorted coldly: "The stick figure on it is almost exactly the same as the photo you secretly took last time."

Chu San stopped talking.

Xu Shaoqing pinched his face through the sack and said, "Still saying it wasn't you?"

"No, no, really, I... I sold that photo..." Chu San's voice gradually became softer.

Xu Shaoqing frowned, "Who did you sell it to?"

"A reporter from the People's Daily."