On a rainy night, I ran desperately, with mud stains on my pants. I reached the dark alley, only to see you standing there calmly. Ah, there's nowhere I can escape from you.

Meng Yuguai handed the sample to Tang Muyan and rubbed his sore neck.

"Um, a white ribbed turtleneck sweater?"

Well, you should look pretty good in those clothes.

Tang Muyan raised the corner of his lips, lifted his arm, and took off his hoodie, revealing his beautifully toned abdominal muscles.

"Tsk." Meng Rui glanced at him and his ears began to turn red.

Tang Muyan grabbed Meng Yuegui's hand, his smile full of wickedness, and placed it on his own abdominal muscles. "How does it feel? It's quite nice, isn't it?"

"Bizarre!" Meng Ruixun quickly withdrew his hand, his entire face turning red. It seemed as though he had been scalded.

"Darling, this isn't called being abnormal, it's called adding some spice to our relationship."

"Get lost! Hurry up and put it on!"

Tang Muyan pursed his lips and put on a turtleneck sweater. Meng Yuegui nodded and stood up to fix Tang Muyan's hair.

"Do you have time tomorrow?"

"What's wrong? Is the sweet milk trying to ask me out?"

'Um.'

Satisfied to see Tang Muyan's surprised expression, Meng Yuigui continued, "I invited you to go out for a photoshoot. Didn't you agree to become the model for our store?"

"Oh."

"Why, don't want to go?"

"Go! My precious baby, Sweet Milk, has given his order. How can I dare not obey it."

"This is about right... Wait! Who are you?"

"You."

"Enough already, get serious."

"Mmm, it's getting late. I should go... Or perhaps... Do you want me to accompany you to sleep?"

No need for it!

"I'll be going then."

"Sure, you can take this piece of clothing and wear it. Bring it back tomorrow. I will take the rest of the clothes over tomorrow."

"Let me pick you up tomorrow. There are so many clothes, it's not convenient for you to carry them."

"No need to bother."

"Don't mention it, consider it as my way of repaying you for knitting the sweater for me."

"How did you know..."

I could tell it was handcrafted with just one touch. Besides, out of all those clothes, you won't let me try any of them, but you insist on this one. There must be something wrong with it.

"Alright, alright, you're Detective Conan, right?"

Tang Muyan rubbed the fluffy Meng Yuegui, appreciating his shy and adorable appearance.

Then I'll take my leave. Sweet Milk, you should rest early.

"Mmm."

The door clicked shut, and Meng Ruyi leaned back against the chair and slid down. Taking deep breaths, deep breaths, and even deeper breaths. His eyes lost their ability to focus, and he stayed in a daze for eleven minutes and eleven seconds.

When Meng Yuangui is with his friends, he never stops talking and joking with them. But when he is alone or in a place where he doesn't know anyone, he becomes very quiet. Sometimes he enjoys this silence, but sometimes it can feel suffocating.

"Tang Muyan, are you heaven-sent to torment me?"

...

The next morning, Meng Yuegui stood in front of the mirror, fussing with her bangs. Even bangs, three-sevenths partitioned, even bangs, three-sevenths partitioned... In the end, Meng Yuegui still let her hair down and put on her black-framed glasses.

Ever since Tang Muyan started chasing after him aggressively, Meng Yuegui never bothered to dress nicely in front of Tang Muyan again.

Finally finished tinkering, Meng Yuegui glanced at the clock and realized it was still early. Descending the stairs, Meng Yuegui began jogging around the community.

The autumn breeze is refreshing and gentle, as golden leaves swirl in a dance. If Tang Muyan did not appear before me, everything would truly be very beautiful.

"Sweet milk, good morning." Tang Muyan said as he handed over a bag.

"What is this?"

I see that your morning running shoes are already worn out, so I bought you a new pair.

Meng looked down and glanced at his gleaming white sneakers, then lifted his head to gaze at Tang Muyan, who not only had clear eyes but also sparkled. He muttered, "Idiot."

"Being intellectually disabled means being intellectually disabled. Darling, whatever you say is right."

Can you not disgust me? I haven't even eaten yet.

"Ah, I haven't eaten either. Let's eat together."

"Um, I will treat you."

"You're the best, darling."

"Get lost!"

......

When Meng Yuegui and Tang Muyan got out of the sports car together, Wen Renxuan was briefly stunned. Upon reaching their destination and discovering that the skilled photographer Meng Yuegui mentioned was Wen Renxuan, Tang Muyan frowned.

"Do you not have to work, Brother Wenren?" Tang Muyan glanced at himself being a millennium-old "old monster" and called Wenren Xuan as Brother Wenren, following Mengyue's lead back home.

"It's like this, actually I also know how to use a camera, but my skills are far inferior to Brother Wenren. My store has already featured men's clothing before, so in order to achieve better results and for me to learn properly, Brother Wenren took half a day off."

"Oh? Where will we be shooting then?"

Did you see the studio at the back? We'll be shooting there. I rented it yesterday by phone for four hours." Meng Yu Gui glanced at the time on his phone and added, "There's also a sales assistant named Xiao Mi. He's a recent hire for customer service. He said he'll be here soon to help."

"Um, let's go ahead then."

"Okay."

A group of three people entered the studio and began their four-hour-long work.

Under the light, Meng Yuegui put on makeup, her complexion no longer as pale as before. Although Meng Yuegui personally believed that this gave her a peculiar and enchanting vibe, it had to be said that Tang Muyan was now a mesmerizing model who could easily captivate people. He was comparable to a professional model.

Ah, right. Tang Muyan's makeup was done by Meng Yuegui herself. The process of putting on makeup was so embarrassing and thrilling that I won't go into the details.

Just as they started shooting for a few minutes, Xiao Mi arrived. Meng Yuwei had always been the one doing the design work, so even though the quality and appearance were good, it didn't help that there weren't many products. As a result, there weren't many customers, so they didn't hire many store employees.

"Tian Niu Nai, come take a look, the photos turned out really nice," Tang Muyan confidently praised himself without hesitation.

Meng Yu returned and hurried over, hoping to find a fault to berate him.

However...

"Hmm... quite handsome... Wenren dage took such a good shot!" Meng Yuegui suddenly realized, turning around to give Wenren Xuan a big smile.

"It's still because Mu Yan is good-looking."

"Hmph."

"Tsk."

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