i only like your face

"The No. 19 Asuka Awards for Best Actor is—"

"Morning!"

After the host's words fell, there was thunderous applause.

The camera lens quickly focused on Mo Ming, who was sitting among the guests. On the big screen behind the awarding platform, Mo Ming, who was in clear focus, stood up from the seat. He was dressed in a luxurious and elegant black suit. After hugging Liu Hekun beside him, he walked towards podium.

Han Shaoyun looked at the slender figure, and he couldn't let go of his enthusiastic eyes for a moment. He deliberately finished work early and rushed back to witness this glorious moment of his beloved.

He also presented an award to his little boy as he wished...

With thunderous applause, he handed the trophy to Mo Ming, smiled and said softly: "Congratulations, Mo Ming..."

At the end of his life, he looked at the man in suit and leather shoes in front of him, his beautiful eyes curved into an arc: "Thank you..."

The stage lights turned into countless stars and scattered in the depths of Mo Ming's pupils, reflecting the extremely handsome face so close at hand. Han Shaoyu stared at it for a long time, his eyes almost completely sunk in it.

The love in my heart seems to never end, and it can become stronger and more cautious every moment...

In this awards ceremony, [Temperature] had no intention of being the biggest winner. Afterwards, Liu Hekun invited guests to take the lead, and a group of people went to sing to celebrate.

The lively celebration didn't end until midnight.

As soon as he came out, the cold wind of winter came head-on, blowing away the heat from the alcohol on his face, and finally Mo Ming felt much more awake.

A friend came over and reminded in a low voice: "Mo Ming, is that person over there your friend?"

Mo Ming looked in the direction of his friend's finger, and saw a tall and familiar figure leaning against a black Aston Martin not far away. He was wearing a slim black windbreaker, a scarf and a mask. The sharp eyes are exposed, but the gaze looking at this side is gentle.

"Well, he came to pick me up."

After waving goodbye to his friend, Mo Ming turned and walked towards that figure.

At midnight in the cold winter, the cold wind was like a knife, not far away, and the tip of Mo Ming's nose turned red from the cold again.

Han Shaoyong untied the scarf and wrapped it around Mo Ming's neck, looking at the blush under the fair skin, he asked complicatedly, "How much did you drink?"

Mo Ming blinked, the eyes under the long eyelashes were a little dull: "Anyway, not to the point of being drunk."

Han Shaoyu laughed, and helped Mo Ming tighten the scarf around his neck: "If I'm drunk, I'll take advantage of it."

The corner of Mo Ming's mouth twitched slightly: "You also took it when you were not drunk."

"... "

On the way back to the apartment, Mo Ming leaned against the passenger seat and fell asleep.

The brain was completely relaxed, and the consciousness was loose and in a mess. When Han Shaoying parked the car in the underground garage, Mo Ming was still slumped on the passenger seat like a piece of plasticine... He was really a little drunk at the moment.

Han Shaoyun directly put the person on his back, turned his face and arched the head on his shoulders with his head: "Don't drink so much next time..."

Mo Ming hugged Han Shaoying's neck tightly, murmuring indistinctly: "I'm so sleepy..."

"Okay, I'll take you to sleep now."

This is Mo Ming's apartment. After [Temperature] was released, it became very popular. To guard against paparazzi stealing photos, it changed to a new residence.

Since returning to Chuanhai, Han Shaoyu has been here many times in the past year. When he has a little spare time at work, he runs to this apartment to give Mo Ming, who is hungry, his favorite small nourishing soup cans, or to treat his body. Lazily lying on the sofa, Mo Ming cooks, all the dishes are bought fresh from the mall by himself.

The continuous hospitality finally got a huge reward... I was awarded a spare key to the apartment!

Back at the apartment, Han Shaoyun gently placed the person on his back on the bed.

Mo Ming's hand slipped from Han Shaoying's neck, and he half-opened his eyes and looked at the face above him in a daze.

Han Shaoyong pinched Mo Ming's rosy cheeks: "Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you, I'll make you a cup of honey water..."

Han Shaoyong left the room, and the phone rang.

It was Zhao Cheng who called.

Han Shaoyun answered the phone, put the phone on the handsfree on the kitchen counter, and turned to get honey from the refrigerator.

"Old Han, I saw the photo of you presenting the award to Xiao Moming on the Internet." Zhao Cheng smiled, "You have such affectionate eyes, it really makes me sick."

Han Shaoyun took out a jar of honey and unscrewed it, casually said: "In the future, you will be disgusting."

"So you two have a good relationship?"

"…good."

"What's alright?"

Han Shaoyun paused for a moment while digging honey with a spoon, hesitated for a few seconds before saying: "Friendship is more important than lovers."

"No, Lao Han, you're not Xiao Moming's boyfriend yet, I thought you two had already established a relationship."

"...still working on it."

"By the way, I was wondering when the two of you would get married, but now that you're not even chasing anyone, I wonder if you really like Xiao Mo Ming?"

Han Shaoyun put down the honey pot in his hand, raised his head and took a deep breath: "Of course I like him, I like him so much that I can't help myself, but I have to consider his thoughts... I can't make another wrong step, until I'm sure he really accepts it completely." After me, I will confess to him and ask him to be my boyfriend."

The way the two get along is basically the same as that of lovers except for the most intimate last step, but the relationship has never been really clarified.

Although I am extremely eager to achieve a real relationship with Mo Ming, but for some reason, there is still a trace of self-doubt lurking deep in my heart.

He couldn't be sure, and he didn't dare to be sure, whether Mo Ming liked him from the bottom of his heart. He didn't want Mo Ming to like him, but it was just a kind of accommodation to reality after losing Zhou Xu, but he was afraid, afraid that he wouldn't be able to. After doing this, he has no advantage in Mo Ming's heart.

The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, Zhao Cheng sighed and said, "Old Han, you have changed a lot."

Han Shaoyun smiled: "People have to grow up."

"No, I mean that the more you live, the more you look back, and you don't even have any confidence in front of Xiao Moming."

"..."

"Old Han, I suggest that you confess your confession as soon as possible. The longer you delay, the more likely there will be accidents." Zhao Cheng said solemnly, "As for Xiao Moming's appearance and his current status in the entertainment industry, how many people have to think about it, so you don't care about it." I'm worried that someday someone will cut you off, there is no shortage of handsome guys in the showbiz, and if I were Xiao Moming, I wouldn't be able to hold on."

"..."

"I'm telling the truth. Old Han, I'll help you plan a romantic confession ceremony. I'm familiar with the venue layout and procedures. I guarantee that after a complete set of operations, Xiao Moming will be completely moved."

"No need, Mo Ming won't like this kind of moral kidnapping ceremony, I like him, after all, it's my own business."

"How can this be called moral kidnapping? If there is only a layer of window paper between the two of you, this kind of ceremony will only have romance and surprises." Zhao Cheng said helplessly, "In the end, you still have no idea."

"That's it."

"Okay, old Han, I understand." Zhao Cheng said, "I bet you won't be able to marry your little Mo Ming within five years."

After hanging up the phone, Han Shaoyong closed his eyes heavily, feeling a little irritable in his heart. Finally, when he turned around and was about to leave with the honey water in his hand, he raised his eyes and saw Mo Ming leaning against the kitchen door, holding his arms on his chest, watching calmly. Own.

Han Shaolong was really shocked, he didn't know when Mo Ming was standing at the door, let alone how much his conversation with Zhao Cheng just now had been overheard by Mo Ming.

"Mo Ming..."

Han Shaoyun smiled with the corners of his mouth wet, but his brain was frantically recalling whether he had talked with Zhao Cheng a moment ago that might make Mo Ming unhappy.

There was still a hint of drunkenness in Mo Ming's eyes, his eyes were tender and gentle, he stepped forward to take the honey water from Han Shaoying's hand, without saying anything, turned around and walked out of the kitchen while drinking.

After drinking the honey water, Mo Ming went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Han Shaoyun was teasing Xiaohan in the living room.

Xiaohan has grown into a big dog, grinning, sticking out his tongue, tilting his head and wagging his tail, making him even more silly.

Han Shaoyun scratched Xiaohan's chin, and asked with a little melancholy: "If you say I confess to your father now, will your father agree to me being his boyfriend?"

"Wang Wang!"

"Yes, I also think he will agree, or I will ask him to associate with me later, and coax him to agree when he drinks too much and loses his mind."

"Wow wow wow!"

"I want to stay overnight, but I can't. Your dad just got closer to me, so I don't dare to push forward."

"Wang!"

"You still think I'm worthless? Do you think I'm willing? I really want to rush into the bathroom to give your dad a bath, but those who do big things must learn to be patient." Han Shaoying stretched out his hand and scratched the dog's nose. It was much better last year, but we still have to grasp the sense of proportion, otherwise we won’t even be able to enter this door in the future.”

"Wang Wang!"

"Well, it's Xiaohan who understands me, and when I become a regular by your father's side, I will definitely not treat you badly."

Mo Ming: "..."

After being steamed by the steam in the bathroom, Mo Ming woke up most of the wine, but as soon as he came out, he saw a person and a dog squatting on the ground in the living room, having a strange conversation with each other.

Suddenly I feel like I'm still drunk...

Mo Ming quietly squatted down beside Han Shaoyong, and lightly poked Xiaohan's nose with his finger, which shocked Han Shaoyong's whole body.

Han Shaoyun put Xiaohan down, his eyes were a little blank: "I was just joking with Xiaohan."

Mo Ming leaned over and got closer to Han Shaoyong, the faint bath fragrance instantly enveloped Han Shaoyong, Han Shaoyong lowered his eyes slightly, and he could see a piece of white and warm skin inside the slightly open neckline of the bathrobe, like a thin body glowing with snow. Porcelain is average.

Han Shaoying's Adam's apple rolled, and he urged himself frantically...stretched out his hand and hugged him, you son of a bitch!

However, as if he had been sealed, and was entangled by an unknown hesitation, Han Shaoying just stared blankly at the approaching Mo Ming, and in the end he just stretched out his hand to caress Mo Ming's cheek.

Mo Ming is like a kitten whose chin has been scratched, his eyes slightly blurred, and he asked softly: "Tomorrow morning, I want you to accompany me to a place."

"Okay." Han Shaoyun immediately nodded and said, "Where are you going?"

"Tomorrow you'll find out."

Looking at the smiling face close at hand, Han Shaoyong swallowed his saliva: "Mo Ming, can I kiss you?"

Mo Ming pinched Han Shaoying's lips with his fingers, and said with a smile, "It's getting late, go back and rest early."

Although Han Shaoying felt disappointed, he didn't complain in his heart, kissed Mo Ming's fingertips, and said with a smile, "Okay, you should go to bed early too."

When Han Shaoyun was about to leave, Mo Ming reminded again: "When you come tomorrow morning, don't forget to bring the relevant ID documents."

Han Shaoying was at a loss: "Identity certificate? Why?"

"Tomorrow you'll find out."

Han Shaoyun didn't ask carefully, but said, "Then I'll come over early tomorrow."

It's really early enough...

Before seven o'clock in the morning of the next day, Han Shaoyong used the spare key to unlock the door of Mo Ming's apartment, and brought over the breakfast prepared by the chef from Champagne Mountain, and had breakfast with Mo Ming.

The shrimp dumplings were delicious, and Mo Ming couldn't help but praise them. Han Shaoyun deliberately smiled and said, "When you move there, you can eat it whenever you want."

Contrary to Han Shaoyun's expectation, Mo Ming smiled and nodded at him.

As if inspired by some kind of inspiration, Han Shaoyong got up to help Mo Ming serve the soup: "Come on, baby, try this soup again, the chef at home is very skilled."

After finishing speaking, Han Shaoyong realized that he had subconsciously called "Xiaoguai". He had been deliberately avoiding this kind of intimate address before, for fear of offending Mo Ming before confirming the relationship, but at this moment, Mo Ming didn't react too much. , Han Shaoyun's heart swelled even more.

I feel that the probability of my confession success has increased by a little bit.

After breakfast, at nine o'clock in the morning, Mo Ming got into Han Shaoyong's car and told Han Shaoyong the name of a shopping mall.

Han Shaolong didn't ask Mo Ming what he was doing there, and drove honestly all the way.

The car parked near the shopping mall, Han Shaoyun thought that Mo Ming was going to go shopping, but Mo Ming asked him to get his documents, and the two of them crossed the road together and arrived at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau opposite.

"I... well, I don't know much about love." Mo Ming scratched the tip of his nose with his fingers, looked at the man in front of him, and said softly, "Han Shaolong, let's get the certificate."

Han Shaoyu was stunned: "Get, get the certificate?"

"Well, right now."

"... "

His heart beat suddenly like a motor out of control, and even his breathing became more violent.

Han Shaoyong froze in place, looked at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau in disbelief, then turned his head to look at Mo Ming.

Mo Ming's crooked eyes filled with broken shadows like starlight, he held Han Shaoying's hand, and led him to turn around and walk towards the gate.

Han Shaoyun looked at the back in front of him, and couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

Even if it is a dream, it is too extravagant.

As the morning light fell near noon, Han Shaoyun felt that his body was floating, as if his heels were stepping on the soft sand.

After coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Mo Ming put on his mask and handed the two little red notebooks to Han Shaoying.

"I have to fly to Zhong'an City in the afternoon. I have a public welfare short film to shoot, and I don't think I'll be back until tomorrow evening." Mo Ming looked at Han Shaoyun, "Can you pick me up at the airport tomorrow evening?"

Han Shaoyu kept looking down at the red book in his palm, staring at the three words "marriage certificate" written in gold on it without blinking, until Mo Ming called him a few times before recovering.

"Ah? Pick up the plane?" Han Shaoyu realized later, and nodded in a daze, "Okay, no problem, leave it to me, I can."

Mo Ming looked at Han Shaoying's sleepy look, and couldn't help laughing. He pulled off the mask on his face, stood on tiptoe slightly, and kissed him gently with his eyes closed.

After slowly opening his eyes again, Mo Ming saw fog in Han Shaoyun's eyes, and his eyes were red.

Mo Ming stroked Han Shaoying's eyes with a smile, and said in a warm voice, "From now on, Brother Han will be a family man."

Han Shaoyun was speechless, nodding his head vigorously while tears were streaming down his face.

He couldn't believe that God would favor him so much...

He was actually married, with the person he loved the most.

In the end, Mo Ming refused Han Shaoying to go to Zhong'an City with him. He was worried that Han Shaoying would be too excited and affect his shooting.

Han Shaoyu was also obedient and stayed in Chuanhai obediently.

After Mo Ming left, Han Shaoyun brought the two little red books to Zhao Cheng's shop, his long legs were steady, and he walked with wind.

"Old Han, don't you really need me to plan a confession ceremony for you?" Zhao Cheng said with a smile, "If you don't take the initiative, be careful of being a bachelor for the rest of your life."

Han Shaoying sat on the sofa, first poured himself a glass of wine, breathed a long sigh of relief, then took out the two little red books from his arms, and slapped them on the table happily: "Just ask your face Does it hurt?"

Zhao Cheng picked up the two little red books with a dazed expression, took a breath after reading it, and widened his eyes: "Damn, old Han, how did you lure Xiao Mo into the Civil Affairs Bureau?"

"Can you talk?" Han Shaoyun reached out to take back the little red book in Zhao Cheng's hand, and put it back into his arms like a hidden treasure, the corners of his lips couldn't stop rising, "I disappoint you, it was Mo Ming who took the initiative to get the certificate." of."

Zhao Cheng shouted: "Then Xiao Mo Ming really loves you."

Han Shaoyun was completely relieved at this moment, his body and mind were in a high mood, and he took out the two marriage certificates and held them in his hands for a closer look.

His eyes were still uncontrollably hot.

Yes, Mo Ming really likes him...

He finally determined that he was not Mo Ming's general, he was Mo Ming's chosen husband on his own initiative, and he was the one who would stay with Mo Ming for the rest of his life.

The next evening, Han Shaoying received Mo Ming at the airport.

The cold wind outside the hall was wrapped in light snow, and in the pick-up hall, Han Shaoyun hugged the little boy who trotted up to him tightly.

Han Shaoyun simply supported Mo Ming's legs and hugged him to his chest, ignoring the heated eyes of a group of passers-by at the airport, he turned around and walked out of the hall with his wife in his arms.

"Put me down." Mo Ming whispered.

"Don't let go, you took the initiative first."

Mo Ming covered his head with the big hat of the down jacket, and buried his head in the hollow of Han Shaoying's shoulder, not showing his face anyway.

"Still shy?" Han Shaoying laughed, "Why aren't you shy when you throw yourself into my arms?"

Mo Ming bit Han Shaoying's shoulder: "You were well behaved before."

"Can it be compared to now, but now you are my wife." Han Shaoyun turned his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against his tender, warm neck, "How can my husband and his daughter-in-law behave properly? Brother, besides, do you know how uncomfortable I was holding back before?"

Mo Ming couldn't help laughing: "Then you're showing your true colors now?"

"That's how much you're showing." Han Shaoyong went to rub Mo Ming's face again, and joked pamperingly, "There's a more ferocious side, do you want to see my little boy?"

Mo Ming raised the corner of the hat slightly, blinked and looked at the face so close: "Yes."

"... "

Han Shaoying took a deep breath, and suddenly stepped quickly. After carrying him into the car, he took out his mobile phone and called the old man at home in the next second. Regardless of the old man's eagerness to see his grandson-in-law, he insisted that he would go home later .

After hanging up the phone, Han Shaoyun turned to the driver and said, "Go to the hotel."

Seeing someone's anxious look, Mo Ming's shoulders trembled and he couldn't help laughing. He reached out and poked Han Shaoyun's lips: "Well, it looks like it's going to be vicious, a little scary."

Han Shaoyun grabbed Mo Ming's restless hand, and gently kissed Mo Ming's slender fingertips.

He didn't continue to make fun of Mo Ming's words, but after the kiss, he looked into Mo Ming's eyes affectionately and intently, and said softly: "Thank you, Mo Ming, you make my life full of meaning..."

Mo Ming smiled, and leaned over to kiss Han Shaoyun.

This year's winter scenery is destined to be beautiful...