Mo Chen is a master with great supernatural powers. When he was twenty-three years old, he studied in college for one year, but for his sweetheart, he inexplicably said that he would go to XX University in the future. It was her favorite university.
A child prodigy, Mo Chen judged that she should be able to go to college when she was sixteen, so he signed up for the class without any hesitation, and parachuted into other college classes with his extraordinary powers to study, just to find a woman in the vast sea of people.
Later, when he couldn't find it, he deliberately picked a major that his sweetheart liked. After studying for a year, the biggest success was that he met many young girls and young men in their early twenties. Mo Chen was very popular with girls.
Fortunately, it's not like Mo Xiaobai is good at engaging in ambiguity, but because many girls regard him as a buddy.
So within one day, Mo Chen contacted several outstanding ladies who were relatively close to each other, had trustworthy personalities, and were currently single. He wanted to introduce their boyfriends to them, so these people happily came to go on a blind date.
These are not people from their world. One is a lawyer, one is a judge, one is a doctor... one is an investment bank manager. However, this blind date also failed completely. Unlike their subordinates, these people like Mo Yao and admire Mo Yao.
Yao. They are all social elites. They have character, wealth, and everything. So they pick people, and Mo Yao lets them shoot them at a glance.
The main reason is that it's too boring and hardly talks. Girls all like cheerful and humorous men. It doesn't matter how good-looking you are. If you can't say a few words a day, it's too boring whether you're in love or living in life.
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Mo Chen's classmates complained to Mo Chen sadly, "Hey, your brother is so good-looking, but he has such a dull personality. He is so different from you. Are we really brothers?"
Mo Chen was also very depressed. He took the initiative to introduce the boss. This time, the boss was shot and there was nothing he could do. The unparalleled London man laughed wildly and then came up with the idea to introduce his boyfriend.
Classmate Mo Chen is having a discussion with Wu Shuang. Is this to introduce him to Gong, or to accept it?
Wushuang was speechless and choked, looking at classmate Mo Chen like a monster, and roared, "Nonsense, our boss is number one no matter what, okay?"
Mo Chen blinked his eyes innocently. According to the boss, he was number 0 in terms of appearance, but he was definitely number 1 in terms of personality. But Mo Chen liked to do the opposite, so he went to the Friday nightclub and found some burly men to come over and have sex with Mo Chen.
Dating from a distance.
This situation is very miserable.
The location was still a coffee shop. Mo Yao didn't seem to object to being on a blind date with a man. He just frowned and didn't say anything. Mo Chen took it as his acquiescence. So, this man seemed to have made a mistake, or maybe Mo Chen didn't.
He made it clear, so he went to seduce Mo Yao, but Mo Yao grabbed his arm and disabled it. He cried so hard that Mo Chen almost collapsed.
What is this thing called?
So he seriously warned the few people who came down not to make the same mistake again, but these few people trembled when they looked at the first person. They just said a few words and left with money. Mo Chen's heart was so cold.
So he started to turn his mind to his friends, but the key point is that few of his friends are good at this. He can't go to the mafia to publicize that the boss is good at this, so Mo Chen feels aggrieved.
So, he began to realize that the boss didn't like the burly type, so he started looking for the girly type, but the boss still didn't like him. As long as you don't touch him, the boss won't hurt anyone, so the blind date began to reach an impasse.
Already.
"Boss, what kind of thing do you like?" Mo Chen almost knelt down to beg him. Mo Yao frowned, what kind of thing does he like? He likes Xiaobai like that, but there is only one Xiaobai in the world.
A novice is not a novice, let alone a bunch of rubbish.
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Bai Liu entered the cafe with a backpack and a drawing board and realized that the cafe was very strange. There was a group of handsome men surrounding an exceptionally beautiful and gentle man who was muttering something. The man was angrily and a little disruptive.
With a gentle expression on his face, his eyes occasionally looked towards the outdoor cafe, where a man wearing a white shirt and black trousers sat. His back was to Bai Liu, and Bai Liu couldn't see his face clearly.
He sat down and called the waiter to bring him a cup of coffee.
Bai Liu took off his backpack and opened the album to admire his works. He had a castle that he had not finished yet, so he took out his paintbrush and sketched the unfinished painting in a good mood, turning a blind eye to the weirdness in the cafe.
He is a man who can free his mind. Once he focuses on doing one thing, it has nothing to do with him and he doesn't care what other people do. After Mo Chen and Feng Leidian finished their discussion, they looked up and saw Bai Liu sitting in the open air very abruptly but harmoniously.
In the coffee shop, he had steaming coffee and a piece of mousse cake in his hand. He was holding a picture album in his hand and was sketching something.
This man really looks like an angel, Mo Chen thought to himself.
He has beautiful black hair that hangs down docilely. He has fair skin and a small frame, but he is not short and cannot be called handsome. He is young and his facial features are very soft, like crystal, which gives him a gentle beauty.
His appearance is exquisite and incredibly delicate that is unique to Asians. He is dressed in a white shirt, sky blue jacket, and white trousers, and looks very refreshing.
Noticing that someone was looking at him, Bai Liu raised his eyes and saw Mo Chen. He paused and continued to draw with his head down, without spending any more time on Mo Chen.
Yun asked, "Who is this person?"
"I don't know." Ding said, they had booked this cafe, and specially asked someone to match the boss. How did this person get in? Mo Chen turned around to find someone to reprimand. The waiter had just arrived and was not familiar with the rules.
, went to ask Bai Liu to leave with a sad face, Bai Liu frowned at him, the waiter explained in English, Bai Liu pursed his lips, looked at Mo Chen again, lowered his head quietly, and continued painting.
Mo Chen waved his hand, forget it, don't care about it like a child, and the waiter had no choice but to leave.
Bai Liu lowered his head to paint, and Mo Chen continued to ask people to go on a blind date with Mo Yao. As a result, Mo Yao was no longer interested. The man left as soon as he sat down. Mo Chen was gnashing his teeth. Today was all in vain.
Mo Chen turned around, Bai Liu just raised his head, and his eyes met. Mo Yao was surprised. He didn't expect to see him here. Bai Liu raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Yao. He turned the brush in his hand and smiled at him. Sunshine
Underneath, Bai Liu's smile was as warm as warm water, slightly rippling.
Mo Yao came over and sat down opposite Bai Liu while Mo Chen and others were stunned, "Why are you here?"
"Travel!" Bai Liu said. Mo Yao looked at the travel bag beside him, looked at his picture album, and smiled slightly. The sixteen-year-old boy was traveling with a backpack on his back. He was really unruly and loved freedom.
"Are you a student in the art class?" Mo Yao asked.
Bai Liu was extremely surprised, "Student?"
He pointed at himself, very confused, "I have finished two books and one master's degree."
Mo Yao was also surprised. He looked young, "How old are you?"
"Twenty-three." Mo Yao couldn't believe his ears. He had seen people whose appearance was unrecognizable, but he had never seen such an indistinguishable person. Twenty-three, he looked really sorry for his age. No matter how you looked at it, he looked very good.
Mo Yao, a young man who looked about six years old, and tall and tall, could be explained as overnutrition. I didn't expect him to be an adult, which was really surprising.
Bai Liu was also used to other people's perceptions of him, and Mo Yao's surprise did not last long. After all, this was his savior, and he was grateful to him. If it hadn't been for him that day, he wouldn't have had a good rest.
The body will probably collapse.
No matter how strong he is, he will fall under the double blow of wounds and emotions.
Bai Liu smelled of travel, and he seemed to be reticent. Seeing Mo Yao sitting aside, he would occasionally raise his head and ask him a question, "Are you Chinese?"
"Nationality is Italian."
Bai Liu understood, "Chinese American."
Mo Yao could guess that his appearance was very oriental and exquisite, and he spoke very innocent Chinese. Otherwise, he would have thought that he was a Japanese man, or a beautiful Korean boy. Such young people are gentle and beautiful, and they want to watch TV.
A star who often appears on the Internet, a handsome boy.
Mo Yao once again thanked him for his life-saving grace. Bai Liu smiled and nodded, accepting it without saying any polite words. Mo Yao found that his brushstrokes were very sharp and his painting techniques were very neat and clean. Each stroke was like flowing clouds and flowing water.
, very smooth, not even a pause.
"Are you a painter?"
Bai Liu smiled, "I have had a dream since I was a child, which is to be a painter. Now this dream is gone. I just treat it as a hobby. I will use these two years to honor my dream and then really get into work."
Mo Yao said, "Your paintings are beautiful."
"Really?" He looked surprised, like a child who likes to be affirmed. Mo Yao nodded. Bai Liu was very happy. When he was happy, he asked Mo Yao to drink coffee. Of course, Mo Yao didn't refuse. He regarded Bai Liu as a teenager.
Although he said he was twenty-three, he was still sixteen no matter what. He was a clean and pure young man with a beautiful body and mind. Mo Yao felt comfortable.
It's been a long time since someone made him feel so comfortable, non-aggressive, as soft as a cloud, and with such a beautiful smile. It seemed that everything about him was soft, and others felt comfortable enough to sleep peacefully around him.
Bai Liu suddenly looked at Mo Yao, his eyebrows slightly curved, "How about I draw a portrait for you?"
Mo Yao noticed that most of his albums were landscape paintings. He was a person who hated taking pictures and keeping evidence. It showed that Bai Liu was in a good mood. He thought that in order to repay him for saving his life, this request was not too much.
