After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

decide to be nice to him

In the studio, there was silence and serenity.

The video recorder on the tripod was working silently. In the picture, there was a young man's plain white hand, and the light blue veins on the back of the hand were clearly photographed.

Holding the paintbrush, he daubed on the drawing board, and the work was gradually taking shape.

Although the live broadcast was not allowed for the sake of confidentiality, Lin Xingmo agreed to the recording.

After he gave the painting to Xu Yi, Assistant Xiao would upload the edited video. At this moment, he was standing aside quietly admiring the new painting.

Slowly, a bit of surprise appeared on Assistant Xiao's face. He didn't make any noise to disturb, but was thoughtful.

Lin Xingmo waved the paintbrush without distraction.

This was the second time he took a painting so seriously. The first time was when he drew the old Mrs. Lin from his memory.

For him, it was not a good experience, like the process of a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon, full of struggle and pain, which made him unable to continue painting several times, and could only rely on Xu Yi for courage and comfort.

Yes, fortunately he has Xu Yi.

Xu Yi said that he is really grateful that he can reappear in his life.

Isn't this sentence from Lin Xingmo's heart?

Although, he didn't have such a clear understanding before.

Looking at the picture in his memory, he quietly reproduced it on the drawing board. This time, Lin Xingmo no longer had any sadness and pain on his face.

The winter sun shines on him through the window.

Bright, gorgeous, and full of softness and gentleness, the young man sitting in front of the drawing board is like a jade that has been washed away by the years, exuding a warm and beautiful light.

Looking at Lin Xingmo like this, Assistant Xiao was once again shocked by his beauty. Before becoming Lin Xingmo's assistant, he never thought that one day he would be amazed by a man's beauty frequently.

However, he never dared to have any presumptuous ideas.

Mr. Xiaolin was the star in the cloud of the moon last day, probably only someone like Mr. Xu could be worthy of him, right?

At this moment, Assistant Xiao felt that maybe he should call Mr. Xu over.

Unfortunately……

Looking at Mr. Xiao Lin's birthday present for Mr. Xu, he knew he couldn't do this.

Assistant Xiao thought for a while, then quietly picked up the phone.

He turned the shooting mode to silent, then adjusted the angle, and took pictures of such a beautiful scene.

In order to operate the video account, he specially learned to shoot, so the composition and color of the picture are well captured, at least he is very satisfied with this one.

After opening the communication software, Assistant Xiao paused slightly when he saw a dialog box saying "Senior".

In fact, Mr. Xu approached him privately through his assistant and asked him to help take some daily photos of Lin Xingmo—of course not for free.

But out of professional ethics, he reluctantly refused.

At this moment, looking at the familiar note, Assistant Xiao chose to swipe over after pausing for a while.

He called up Lin Xingmo's communication dialog box and sent the photo he just took.

As for how to deal with it, leave it to Mr. Kobayashi to decide.

All day long, Lin Xingmo stayed in the studio drawing.

Even the red bean cake forgot to go downstairs to eat. Until the evening, Assistant Xiao finished his work and left. He was still drawing seriously.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

There was a knock on the studio door.

The crisp knock on the door was particularly loud in the quiet studio, which woke Lin Xingmo up and broke away from that state of concentration.

He blinked.

It was only when the knock on the door rang again that he realized something, hurriedly dropped the paintbrush, got up and ran over.

"Momo?"

Xu Yi knocked on the door twice, but did not hear a response, so he held the handle and prepared to open the door and go in.

As a result, as soon as the door opened a crack, Lin Xingmo, who was wearing a white shirt with paint on his face and clothes, appeared in front of his eyes.

He was slightly startled.

The top two buttons of the young man's shirt were unbuttoned. As he ran hurriedly, the loose collar slid down to one side, revealing his collarbone and half of his shoulders.

The bright, undiluted paint was stained on Lin Xingmo's snow-white skin and shirt, and there was a different kind of beauty and temptation.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Xu Yi rolled his Adam's apple subconsciously, but he quickly forced himself to look away.

His eyes fell on the young man's reddish cheeks.

Lin Xingmo's complexion was very fair, so a little blush was very obvious, and seeing him slightly panting, Xu Yi couldn't help but worry.

He pulled Lin Xingmo towards him, and put his other hand on Lin Xingmo's forehead.

"Still uncomfortable?"

Xu Yi frowned and said, "Why don't you ask the doctor to come and see?"

Lin Xingmo blocked him at the door. Seeing that he had no intention of going in, his heartbeat slowly calmed down, and his breath finally calmed down.

He shook his head, "No need."

Because he knew that he was not sick, but nervous. His painting was not finished yet, and he didn't want to be seen by Xu Yi for the time being.

It was the first time for Lin Xingmo to experience such a feeling of being so nervous that his face would blush and his heart beat. After confirming that Xu Yi would not enter the studio, this feeling disappeared all of a sudden.

Thinking of something, he calmly said: "Let's go down, I want to eat red bean cake."

Xu Yi saw that his eyes were clear and he did not show any other signs of discomfort, so he nodded, and then smiled softly, "Did you come out in such a hurry because of the red bean cake?"

Lin Xingmo didn't want to lie, so he looked away a little guilty.

He didn't answer Xu Yi's question directly, but said, "You promised to make food for me."

Then, he emphasized: "I haven't forgiven you yet."

Xu Yi couldn't help laughing when he heard what he said.

"Okay, now go down and eat the red bean cake, try to see if it tastes good, and then you can decide whether you want to forgive me or not."

He lowered his gaze slightly, looking at the snow-white skin, and finally stretched out his hand, and carefully pulled Lin Xingmo's slipped collar back up, and then buttoned the two buttons, which were buttoned directly to the top.

Lin Xingmo frowned, and after Xu Yi buttoned them, he undid the two buttons again, and said, "It's so comfortable."

Xu Yi looked at him helplessly, and finally could only shake his head.

"Let's go."

The two got into the elevator together. Xu Yi didn't enter Lin Xingmo's studio, and of course he didn't go directly to the first floor.

He took Lin Xingmo back to the master bedroom and asked him to wash off the paint on his body and change out the dirty shirt.

Lin Xingmo obediently entered the bathroom.

He also felt uncomfortable with the smell of paint on his body.

After a while, there was the sound of water in the bathroom. Hearing the sound, Xu Yi didn't dare to stay for long and controlled the wheelchair to leave.

After Lin Xingmo took a bath and walked out wrapped in a towel, he could smell the sweet aroma of red beans. In addition to red beans, there was also a strong fragrance of coconut.

His eyes lit up and he followed the scent.

At some point, a plate of red bean cake with coconut milk was placed on the table. It was cut into pieces and was crystal clear, shining brightly under the light of the bedroom.

Lin Xingmo walked over and sat down, picked up a spoon and ate happily.

Xu Yi came out of the cloakroom, and what he saw was the beautiful scenery of Bai Huanghuang.

The shirtless young man was eating red bean cake with bulging cheeks, his light blue eyes narrowed happily, even though his wet hair was still dripping, he didn't notice it.

"Aren't there robes in the bathroom? Why not?"

Xu Yi manipulated the wheelchair and came to him, his eyes lingering on the curve of his slender and graceful back.

It's excruciating, but really...

He couldn't move his eyes away.

Lin Xingmo concentrated on eating the red bean cake. He should have never eaten it before, but he felt very familiar with it.

This is probably the taste in memory.

Hearing Xu Yi's words, he said without raising his head, "Don't you like watching it?"

After all, it was his birthday the day after tomorrow, and after knowing that he had made Xu Yi so uneasy, Lin Xingmo decided to treat him better.

Since Xu Yi likes to watch it, let him watch it.

Well, he doesn't seem to have much to lose other than being a little hot by him.

"Uh..." Xu Yi didn't expect Lin Xingmo to say such a sentence at all, he was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, his ears had already turned red.

He coughed lightly and wanted to refute, but found that there seemed to be nothing to refute, after all...he really liked watching.

Of course he prefers to watch...

Xu Yi swallowed, not daring to think about it anymore.

However, seeing Lin Xingmo eating the red bean cake unconsciously, he was a little angry again.

"Aren't you afraid... that the hot spring pool will happen again?"

Such a wonderful experience, once tasted, will want a second or third time, and now he can't bear such a temptation.

When he said this, Lin Xingmo couldn't help but stop and think. Although he decided to treat Xu Yi better, he was really too much at that time.

He was thinking about how to answer this question.

If Xu Yi wants to try again...

And Xu Yi...

He glanced at the sunken waist of the young man's waist, and finally resisted the urge to kiss and touch, unfolded the clothes in his hand, and put them on Lin Xingmo.

Then he hugged him from behind, and said in a hoarse voice: "Later...show me again, I won't do that kind of thing to you again for the time being."

Xu Yi showed 12 points of self-control before he finally said this. He really made his decision. Although Lin Xingmo never disliked his leg disease, he still couldn't bear it.

Then, he heard Lin Xingmo ask, "When is it after that?"

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