393 Little White

On the way home with the cat, Mo Yijiu expressed a strong protest: "Why is it called Zeng Timid?

Zeng Jinjin teased the cat through the cat bag: "Zeng was timid and licked sweet, isn't this connected? ”

Mo Yijiu rolled his eyes: "It's so far-fetched." ”

"Then whatever you call it, I will listen to you. ”

Now Mo Yijiu was satisfied, touched his chin and thought for a while, and said, "Little white." ”

"Little Baibai?" Zeng Jinjin felt that this name was not as popular as Zeng Timid: "I think we have to raise one more cat, called Little Fool, and then we can get the Silly White Sweet Combination." ”

"Boring. ”

However, Xiao Baibai did not become less timid because he changed the name "Zeng Timid". As soon as I got home, I got out of the cat bag, and I swooped under the coffee table and didn't dare to move.

Xiao Wu came out of the toilet with Xiao Lick Tian in his arms, and happily reported that under his wise upbringing, the kitten had gotten a new skill in using the automatic cat toilet. But before he finished speaking, the little licking sweet in the crook of his arm struggled to jump to the ground, and his eyes stared straight at the new little white cat under the coffee table.

The three of them also turned their eyes to know what the first meeting of the two cats would be like.

"Shouldn't it be a fight, how do I think it's murderous. Xiao Wu stared, a worried expression.

"No, it's all girls......" Mo Yijiu hoped from the bottom of his heart that Xiao Lick Tian would take the initiative and hook up with the cats of the past and present, but unfortunately one of the two cats shrank under the coffee table as if they were ready to nest on the spot, and the other looked at the meow stupidly and didn't meow.

[My cat is not like me at all......] Mo Yijiu thought regretfully.

Zeng Jinjin also lost his expectations for Xiao Lick Tian, took a clothes fork and directly pulled Xiao Baibai out of the coffee table. Mo Yijiu quickly caught it, hugged it in front of Xiao Lick Tian, and said in an extremely sweet tone: "Look, this is your sister Xiao Baibai." I'm going to get along well in the future. ”

Xiao Wu looked at the two cats who were sniffing each other, scratched his head and said, "She looks bigger than Tiantian." ”

Zeng Jin waved his hand: "Its body hair is a smoke bomb, it's just fat, and it will be exposed in the bath." Actually, they are about the same month, and I told Sister Yi that whoever comes first will be my sister. ”

As he was talking, the mobile phone suddenly rang, it was Yan Hui, who brought good news, saying that he had reached a consensus with the program called "Into the Campus", and he could sit down and sign an agreement to discuss the details in the next two weeks.

Zeng Jin was very excited, and various teaching plans instantly flooded into his mind.

Mo Yijiu's left hand is white, and his right hand licks sweet, but looking at the past and present, it is rare to see her being so emotionally high-pitched after answering Yan Hui's call, guessing that she is either magnifying the fake or receiving the job she wants.

Sure enough, teaching children to dance can be happy like this. She invited Yan Hui to take Xue Yuenan to the store to eat hot pot, and after detailed inquiry, she was a little itchy.

"But what can I teach?" Mo Yijiu thought about it seriously as he rubbed his hairy belly.

Yan Hui unceremoniously interrupted her thinking: "Don't, I can't afford to invite you to that show." They don't have a lot of budget, and I heard that they have hired some writers, pianists, cross talk masters, Kunqu opera masters and Internet celebrity chefs, all of whom are famous but not expensive for performances. I also planned to invite two big directors, so I pointed out that people were willing to come. ”

Mo Yijiu flattened his mouth: "I can also carry forward the style and reduce the fee." ”

"It's not going to work. Why do you still reduce the price, it's too much for your diva's sake. Xue Yuenan, an outsider, felt that this was inappropriate.

Zeng Jinjin raised his eyebrows and spoke to Xue Yuenan, but his eyes looked at Mo Yijiu, "Don't take Sister Yi's words seriously." How can she have time? This show is just around the corner, is she finished filming? Is the kitten and puppy finished? What kind of elementary school students learn to sing? But tell me why you want to participate in this show, do you want to teach elementary school students, or do you want to be on the same show with me?"

Mo Yijiu sneered: "On the same show, it's not on the show together." Of course I want to be a teacher. ”

"Huh?" Zeng Jin sighed twice, and stayed away from Mo Yi sitting for a long time: "Goodbye, I see that we have entered a cold period, and the lies of love are gone." ”

Xue Yuenan rolled her eyes: "As far as you have a lot to do, according to your standards, this one in our family has been cold to me." ”

Mo Yijiu was amused, and pulled Zeng Jinjin back, while saying to Xue Yuenan: "Be careful, don't talk nonsense, look at Yan Hui's face, it seems to be frozen." ”

Xue Yuenan hurriedly sandwiched a piece of beef to his girlfriend: "I just said nonsense to comfort Zeng Jinjin, but in fact, I always feel that I am in a honey pot." ”

Yan Hui: "Heh." ”

The next night, I ate hot pot again, but at home, new guests came, Ding Zhengyang and Dalu. When the previous promised filming came to be fulfilled, in order to do a good job of secrecy, the two moved the equipment to the door in person.

Speaking of which, I also said hello to Yan Hui yesterday. Zeng Jinjin is different from Mo Yijiu, Mo Yijiu now runs his own studio, and most of the discretion is still in his own hands.

At first, Yan Hui resolutely disagreed, although it was just a close-up of the hand, but in case this matter was exposed carelessly, it was not a joke. Later, she was bombarded by the two of them, so she had no choice but to compromise, and the final requirement was that the finished film of the exhibition had to pass a review with her.

In fact, the process of taking pictures is very interesting, although it is just clapping, the body and expression are irrelevant, but according to Dalu, there is no need to pose, they just need to face to face, with their eyes and hands to make the most natural and subconscious communication, and he will capture the picture he thinks is good behind the camera.

At first, they were quite uncomfortable, this kind of interaction has always been private, at this time, Dashan is watching the process here, and Ding Zhengyang is watching the excitement on the side...... It's like acting, and it's weird.

Dashan also felt their stiffness, so he drove Ding Zhengyang, who was watching the show, to the balcony to play with the cat, and said to Mo Yijiu and Zeng Jinjin: "Don't care about my existence, I only have your hands in my field of vision." ”

Mo Yijiu smiled and said that Dalu should be a director, and he would guide the actors. But the two of them are not acting now.

Face to face again, when the gaze is glued, when the fingertips are entangled, everything in the future seems to do not need too many presets, just so naturally, feel and respond to each other's warmth, tenderness and strength with both hands.

Prolonged staring at each other inevitably makes people feel shy, even if they are so familiar and intimate. Zeng Jinjin's eyes unconsciously wandered away, and fell on their intertwined hands......

Mo Yijiu's gaze also followed the past, and it was also a sudden playfulness, Mo Yijiu let Zeng Jinjin spread out his palm, and drew a heart on her palm with his index finger.

Zeng Jin raised his eyebrows, and he didn't care about the presentation effect of the picture, he raised his five fingers and grabbed it, as if in this way, Mo Yijiu's caution would never be able to run away.

Mo Yijiu blinked, a little surprised.

......She thought so, and then spread out her palms, asking her to write something.

Zeng Jinjin thought about it, and drew three arcs in her palm, two downward on the top and one upward on the bottom, which was a smiling face. Mo Yijiu seemed to immediately receive what she wanted to express, and he wanted to give her happiness more than conveying love.

"Why don't you put it away quickly?" said Zeng Jinjin with a smile.

"It's not as naΓ―ve as you. Mo Yijiu was duplicitous, and the word "cute" was clearly used in his heart just now.

"You open your hand again. She said.

Zeng Jinjin obediently spread out his palms, wondering if Mo Yijiu wanted to paint something again. But she didn't expect Mo Yijiu to cover her palm, her fingers were buckled into her fingers one by one, and her palms were pressed tightly, as if she wanted to press the smiling face just now into the palms of her hands, so that they would have the same happiness.

Daji likes this shot very much, even in terms of the posture and structure of the hands, it is not the most feminine and graceful picture. Although he didn't know what the two had drawn in each other's palms, the love and expectation in them were obvious and powerful.

Women's hands, especially those of beautiful women, if they break away from the theme of same-sex feelings, may often focus on visual effects that show their tenderness and even seduction. But since it is such a theme, what he wants for Dalu is like this, the gentle but firm energy contained in the soft and slender hands of the two women.

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