Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 2105 Recalling the Love of Killing

Jack magically realized some illocutionary meaning, faintly said, "You seem to have misunderstanding yourself!"

"What?" Mu Yuan asked.

Jack recently checked the harmonious movement between homosexuals. How much is known. It is very fast to learn what to learn. Who gives him the courage to think that he can be above?

Forget it, he is not fighting him when he is detoxifying.

Jack licked his head. "I am going to make you a small snack."

For Mu Yuanlai, this is a euphemistic rejection. Mu Yuan did not care about making white porcelain. His heart was dark, and the instructor refused him. Are they falling in love? This state is like falling in love, but no one has broken a layer of window paper, and it seems that nothing has happened. This is quite troublesome.

Is the instructor simply helping him to quit?

Did he think more?

Can an instructor not forget his dead lover?

If he works hard, will the instructor prefer him a bit more, and if he doesn't like him a little, how can he agree to be with him? He has not promised himself.

Oh, it’s really annoying!

Brushing the small half-day barrage Mu Yuan, the mood is very gloomy, Jack obviously feels, but he deliberately avoided this topic, gave Mu Yuan a sweet apricot flower jelly, clear and cool, with a little apricot flower The aroma, not too sweet, is very suitable for Mu Yuan's taste. Mu Yuan is not going to be a small couple cup when he is angry.

Anyway, he did not do well, the technology was not good, and then bought a lot of colorful vases in the past decoration, these jars of colorful glass are colorful, aesthetic is very strange. Mu far was idle and arranged for the family. Jack read a book in the courtyard, looked at him and asked, "Need help?"

"No need to."

Then... after an afternoon.

The curtains were replaced with a double layer of white and a dark blue layer, the sheets were replaced with black, the quilt was replaced with red, the tablecloth was replaced by a small green flower, and the carpet was replaced with a light green wool blanket. Grey wallpaper with light gold lines.

Jack, "..."

He looked at the color of the house with a hard time, and a thought flashed over. He might not be allowed to decorate the house in the future. How can he live? This is a colorful, colorless style, which is very strange.

Mu Yuan is very happy, "Is it good?"

"Not good."

Mu Yuan, "..."

Mu Yuan thought, they really are not in love, men and women in the love period, not to hold each other, eyes are said to be diamonds? How did Jack dislike his aesthetic?

Jack's character is not a tortoise. Although the home has been changed over and over again, the warm colors have become non-mainstream styles. He is still happy to accept it. Mu Yuan is happy.

He frequently poisoned his hair and needed to do something to divert his attention. He found that Mu Yuan was extraordinarily daring to give him a cup. Jack was in a whim and asked Mu Yuan to sit in the yard. He painted Mu Yuan.

"Do you still paint?"

“Why not?” The schoolmaster replied, of course, “very simple.”

Mu Yuanjing was quiet. He rarely went to the military academy. His hobby was grasped and practiced calligraphy before he was seven years old. He played almost nothing outside of the piano. He learned the skills of life-saving, and it doesn't matter to him. The guitar and harmonica are still learned in the army and comrades-in-arms. It is even more difficult to draw a picture. Let him draw a map and draw a landscape painting.

I thought that Jack was drawing a sketch for him. Who knows that he took out the color box and gave him a painting.

Mu Yuan, "You...good...all-powerful."

Jack said, "My mommy likes that her dream before school was a painter, so I followed her to learn some fur."

A large expanse of sunlight fell, and there were some trees in the yard that could not be named. The leaves were golden and glowing. He sat under the tree, lazy, and the sun fell through the golden leaves. Come, there is a mottled light on his side, lining up his eyebrows, three-dimensional three-dimensional, the afternoon sun shrouded the warmth of the body, but the head is quite glaring, the sky in the distance is blue, the town in the afternoon Clean and warm, with a touch of scent in the wind.

Mu Yuanji is comfortable and sleepy, leaning against the cane chair. Jack stopped the pen, looked at it for a moment, took off half a piece, re-taken the new canvas, and re-drawn.

Toning, painting, the young boy lay under the tree without any precautions, and the too strong sunlight in the afternoon gave Jack a drowsy dim and enjoyment.

Mu far didn't know how long he had slept. He had a weak immunity recently and was easy to sleep. When he opened his eyes, there was some confusion. "Have you painted?"

"Almost," Jack whispered.

"Can I move?"

"Yeah!" His attention was on the canvas, and Mu Yuan made a yawn, slowly came over and was amazing.

On the canvas, tall trees, golden leaves, and a wall full of vines in the yard, opened some scattered flowers, and the sun was mottled on the teenager under the tree. He leaned against the wicker chair. It seems to be closed-eyed and rejoicing in sleepy, full-fledged and three-dimensional, lifelike, color matching and no oil paintings, but not too low, like a slender teenager slept in the afternoon and stolen. The whole painting reveals a hint of sweetness.

"Really...good-looking." Mu Yuan was shocked. Jack said that he only knows how to furry. It is simply too modest. This is obviously a masterpiece. Naturally, his ability to appreciate is completely absent, so he can be divided into beautiful and ugly. Look, because the person in the painting is himself, so Wang Ba sees the green beans?

Jack looked left and right and felt that he was still satisfied. Mu Yuan’s charm was also depicted. Mu Yuan was very happy in his heart. "Is this for me?"

"Send you!" Jack said, he licked his wrist and had a little anticipation in his heart. But Mu’s performance was too straightforward. He didn’t need him to ask if he liked it or not. He showed unreserved ecstasy. And appreciate, Jack thought, when a person with a simple mind is so good, there is no need to guess his preferences.

As if to send anything, he likes it.

This is very fulfilling.

Mu Yuan looked at the oil painting. He thought that he would pick it up and put it on the bed. He looked at it every day. It would be better if he changed to Jack in this painting. Unfortunately, his painting technique is not perfect, and he can’t paint such a charm. .

"Can you paint you up?" Xiao Muyuan, who has to be paired recently, has his own mind.

Jack glanced down and bowed his head. Mu Yuan was blushing when he smiled and felt that he was acting too much... hungry and thirsty.

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This is two in one!

(End of this chapter)