After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

He heard the sound of flowers blooming

Assistant Xiao tidied things up, and saw Lin Xingmo sitting in front of the drawing board, fiddling with his brushes and palette, thinking that he was about to start work, so he hurried over and handed him the materials of a few draft requests .

One of the business drafts received before was completed, and Assistant Xiao had handed it over to the client. The client was very satisfied after receiving it, and even placed another order on the spot.

However, after Lin Xingmo took the information, he just glanced at it lightly and put it aside.

Assistant Xiao understood his habits, and when he saw his movements, he knew that he had misunderstood. Mr. Xiao Lin might just want to draw casually.

He smiled awkwardly, and went back to organize the studio according to the layout of Yunshan Xiaozhu.

When he came back, Lin Xingmo had already started drawing.

"Mr. Lin, do you want to broadcast live today?"

Since it is a free creation, it should be no problem to make it public, "The fans are looking forward to your live broadcast again."

Lin Xingmo thought for a while and replied, "Okay."

After getting an affirmative answer, Assistant Xiao was very happy, and he brought all the props for the live broadcast.

While fiddling with the camera lens, trying to present the best and most beautiful picture, he chatted with him, "Mr. Lin, are you going to live here from now on?"

"Ah."

Lin Xingmo smeared on the drawing board, and nodded slightly upon hearing this.

As for where to live, he actually has no special requirements, but Yunshan Xiaozhu...he doesn't want to go back for the time being.

Assistant Xiao confirmed with him the content of his future work.

In addition to work, he was also Lin Xingmo's life assistant before. Now that he moved in with Mr. Xu, he shouldn't need to come to clean and cook, right?

"Well, I will contact you later if necessary."

"Ok."

Assistant Xiao responded with a smile, and then started the live broadcast.

On the other side, Xu Yi took the elevator to the third floor.

He stopped the wheelchair, turned his head slightly, and looked to the right side of the corridor. The studio was at the end of the corridor.

Seeing that the door was closed, he pursed his lips, and finally steered the wheelchair to the other side of the corridor.

When he came to the study room, he wanted to turn on the computer, but when he saw his figure reflected on the blacked out screen, he unconsciously became dazed.

To be honest, his mood still hasn't calmed down.

He just did something so intimate with Lin Xingmo, especially, Lin Xingmo responded to him...

However, now he was sitting alone in the empty study, as if none of those things had happened and were just his imagination.

After a long time, Xu Yi smiled wryly, shook his head and turned on the computer.

He just finished a video conference in the morning, and there are still some things to deal with.

However, as soon as the computer was turned on, a message reminder popped up.

[The "sporadic end" you are paying special attention to is live. 】

Xu Yi paused slightly.

Getting to work so soon?His whole body was covered with a layer of haze again, and his mood was completely depressed.

So that kiss just now is still insignificant to Lin Xingmo, it's no big deal, right?He was the only one who was disturbed in his thoughts and mood.

Mediocre, self-indulgent...

Xu Yi wiped his face, ignored the reminder from the live broadcast room, opened his e-mail and browsed.

He is not a person who will bring his personal feelings to work, otherwise it would be impossible for him to create a business myth that belongs to him from nothing, from scratch.

After about an hour, Xu Yi handled all the work properly.

He closed his eyes tiredly, and was about to turn off the computer, but in the end, he slid the mouse accidentally and opened the video software.

Pay special attention to the banner hanging in the most prominent position at the top of the home page.

Lin Xingmo's live broadcast is not over yet.

Xu Yi knew that once he started painting, he would forget himself completely, and always had to wait until the painting was finished, so the live broadcast was not enough, and once it was started, it would be very long.

Looking at the words "Live", Xu Yi pursed his thin lips slightly. After more than an hour of work, his mind has completely calmed down, and his mood is not so depressed.

At least, their relationship is one step closer than before.

It's a very small step, but they're not going to divorce, they're living together now, and they still have a lot of time.

After persuading himself in this way, Xu Yi's mood recovered.

He let out a sigh of relief, clicked the mouse, and entered Lin Xingmo's live broadcast room, planning to reward his wife with some pocket money, and by the way, keep his number one spot on the fan list.

however……

Xu Yi was stunned when he saw the picture clearly displayed on the computer screen.

In the picture, the background is the bay window that he is familiar with. The outside of the glass window is covered with silver, and inside the warm-toned room, there is a drawing board.

The young man's plain hand holding a paintbrush is dabbing on the drawing board, making the final refinement.

This painting is almost finished.

What appeared on the drawing board was a portrait of a man, up to his chest.

The man's hair was a little messy, and the tips of his exposed ears were slightly red. His eyes stared at the camera, slightly completing the beautiful arc, and there was a pleasant smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

In the just right hazy light and shadow, this handsome man looks so gentle, and his eyes are so focused, it makes people feel loved by him.

【Ahhh, he's looking at me!I feel excited]

【Xiao Ling is too good at it】

[Aww, the anchor will draw more of this type in the future!The painting is so beautiful, I love this man]

On the bullet screen, lines of text flew over.

Xu Yi's expression was blank, exactly the same as the man's face in the painting, and at this moment he lost control of his facial features.

For the first time, he saw himself on Lin Xingmo's drawing board.

Lin Xingmo's paintings are still so realistic.

Almost every detail has been drawn by him, including...

Xu Yi stroked his lips, and after more than an hour of calming down, his lips were no longer numb after being kissed by Lin Xingmo just now.

Yet, looking at the painting, he recalled all his feelings at the time.

Just like what was said in the barrage, Lin Xingmo...

He is so good.

Although Xu Yi tried his best to restrain himself, his ears were still burned from the tip of the ear to the root of the ear, and it was red.

His heart was also beating so enthusiastically, and the tremors that surged from the tip of his heart made his entire back collapse tightly.

Finally, the man couldn't take it anymore and looked away. He lowered his head slightly and covered his burning ears with his hands.

-

After Lin Xingmo finished the last stroke, his eyes fell on the drawing board, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was getting dark outside.

Assistant Xiao hasn't left yet. He likes to watch Lin Xingmo draw, and he needs to clean up the live broadcast props, but he didn't expect that Mr. Xiao Lin's painting today...

It will be Mr. Xu.

Moreover, what he discovered that day did not seem to be an illusion. Mr. Xiaolin's painting style has indeed changed, and it is more obvious today than before.

The feeling of the cold recorder has almost disappeared, and the realism is still realistic, but the intuitive feeling has changed, as if the characters in the painting have been injected with souls, come alive and have feelings.

This portrait of Mr. Xu looks at...

There is really a feeling that makes people blush and heartbeat.

Assistant Xiao recalled that the Mr. Xu he met just now was very majestic. Even when he was sitting, he exuded an irresistible aura of a boss, and he was very difficult to mess with.

It turns out that Mr. Xu usually looks like this when facing Mr. Lin?

Well, it was shown.

Assistant Xiao felt that he had been given a mouthful of dog food, but seeing that Mr. Xiao Lin seemed a little tired, he didn't dare to say anything, so he walked over and turned off the live broadcast.

"Then I'll go first."

Assistant Xiao packed up his things, "Mr. Lin, see you tomorrow."

"Okay." Lin Xingmo nodded.

Xu Yi knocked on the studio door, and when he pushed his wheelchair in, he saw Lin Xingmo curled up on the bay window with his knees bent, drinking a cup of hot water in his hand.

He was still wearing that dark black nightgown, looking lazy, really like a cat.

Xuetuan also likes to nest on the bay window, especially when the sun is shining during the day, sometimes when the sun is comfortable, she will turn over with squinted eyes, revealing her soft belly...

Thinking of the snow ball that had already gone to the cat, Xu Yi pursed his lips, turned his eyes, and landed on the portrait on the drawing board where the paint was not yet dry.

Suddenly, he felt he heard the sound of flowers blooming.

The corner of the man's mouth curved into a smile. He didn't go to look at the painting. After all, he had watched it many times through the live broadcast. He pushed the wheelchair to the bay window.

"Xing Mo, are you done painting?" He asked.

Lin Xingmo paused, then looked sideways at him, the figure of the man reflected in his light blue eyes.

When Xu Yi's ears turned red again, the young man nodded. Judging from his expression, he didn't look shy or embarrassed at all because he was discovered drawing his portrait.

On the contrary, the person he drew looked a little cramped in front of him.

Xu Yi coughed and said, "Aunt Chen has already washed and dried the clothes sent by the clothing store. Do you want to go over and change?"

He glanced at the nightgown on the young man.

In the process of painting, some paint was inevitably stained. Although it was not terrible, he knew that Lin Xingmo was very clean.

Hearing this, Lin Xingmo put down the teacup in his hand, slid from the bay window to the ground, and asked him, "Where is it?"

Seeing his rare eager action, Xu Yi smiled, "It's in the cloakroom on the second floor."

Then, he observed Lin Xingmo, and said calmly, "The cloakroom is very big, we can share one in the future."

The main reason is that the cloakroom is in the master bedroom, so Lin Xingmo would come into his room every day to get his clothes.

Xu Yi never thought about sharing the same room with Lin Xingmo, he slept next door, close to Chichi, where he could touch at any time, it was enough, leaving a little space for each other, he thought...it was pretty good.

His hands fell on his legs, and he grasped unconsciously.

Lin Xingmo didn't notice his strangeness and thoughtfulness, so he walked outside, and Xu Yi quickly turned his wheelchair to follow.

After all, using a wheelchair is no better than using your legs. When he turned around, Lin Xingmo had already walked a certain distance, and it was very difficult for him to follow behind.

When he stopped in frustration, the young man who had been going straight ahead also stopped, turned his head sideways, and looked at him.

The lights in the corridor were turned on, and Xu Yi looked at the young man bathed in the lights, going back and forth like this, retreating back to him step by step.

"Help?" he asked.

Xu Yi felt his eyes a little dry, he smiled, pretending to be relaxed and said: "No, you... walk slowly, wait for me."

Lin Xingmo looked at him: "Okay."

Therefore, Lin Xingmo slowed down, walked slowly beside Xu Yi, and then entered the elevator together.

In the confined space, there were only the two of them.

Xu Yi sat in a wheelchair, turned his head quietly, and looked at the young man standing beside him.

He suddenly had some hope that time could stop at this moment, so that he could stay with Lin Xingmo like this all the time, that would be fine...

His eyes fell on Lin Xingmo's hand. Because of the height difference, he could easily see the young man's hand on his side.

This hand just drew him on the drawing board...

Xu Yi watched obsessively, and when he couldn't help reaching out to touch——

"Ding!"

The elevator door opened, waking him up.

When Lin Xingmo lowered his head to meet his gaze, Xu Yi pretended to calmly withdraw his hand and said with a smile, "Xingmo, let's go out."

However, the youth did not move.

He stared at him. At this moment, Xu Yi felt overwhelming pressure.

"What's wrong?" He asked nervously.

Lin Xingmo opened his mouth and asked a question that Xu Yi never thought he would ask.

"Why don't you call me Momo?"

I only heard the young man say this, with a hint of doubt in his voice.

The author says:

Mr. Xu, whose ears are red, is probably just like the cover (=^^=);

100 red envelopes before leaving a message——

I will strive for another chapter later, okay——