i only like your face

The curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows were kept open, and the first ray of morning light from Chuanhai was warm and soft, spreading silently on the bed.

Han Shaoyong held Mo Ming's waist under the quilt, carefully lifting his body up in his arms.

The last night's sleep was really fragrant, the fine and small fluff on the white face covered a layer of light, on the bridge of the slender nose, the blue blood vessels could be seen, the tip of the nose was pink, and the lips below were plump and moist, probably She was kissed hard last night, but now she still has a sultry look...

Such a snow-white and soft little lamb, the image of this little guy crying under him last night flashed in Han Shaoyun's mind, while sobbing and weeping, he held his face desperately and tried to kiss him.

Hearing that sound, brother Xun, his blood boiled, and he wished he could tear apart the human body and swallow it.

The golden dawn is getting warmer...

In a daze, Mo Ming had a dream.

In the dream, his pet Xiaohan grew up and became a huge golden retriever, with the strong body of the dog pressed against his chest, wagging its tail and frantically licking and biting his lips.

Opening his eyelids sleepily, what Mo Ming saw was another familiar face.

Woke up in a trance, and was almost confused by the kiss again.

Mo Ming tilted his chin up slightly and closed his eyes, his neck was bitten by Han Shaoying's teeth, and he laughed twice in a low itchy voice.

Han Shaoyun deliberately pinched Mo Ming's waist, "When you open your eyes and see me, are you so happy?"

Mo Ming pursed his lips, and pulled his hands out of the quilt to hug Han Shaoying's neck. Seeing that his movements seemed to be struggling, Han Shaoyun turned over and lay on Mo Ming's side again.

"Brother Yun..."

Mo Ming called softly, and slowly climbed one hand to Han Shaoying's waist to hold it. Last night's tossing was too intense, and now he was sleepy and tired, but his body and mind were completely relaxed.

Han Shaoyong held Mo Ming's back tightly, with the tip of his nose against his soft black hair, and said in a deep voice, "Listen up, let's not be an example."

He believed that what happened this time had given the little guy a long memory.

"Um…"

Must be the last time.

Han Shaoyu also fell asleep and returned to the cage. He has no work today, and he just has to catch an afternoon flight to T City.

He didn't get up until near noon, and Han Shaoying was dressing by the bed.

Mo Ming also got up and sat on the bed in a daze, rubbing his eyes and looking sleepy, but he looked at the man at the bedside contentedly, until he realized that the bed he was sitting on was full of sight. The festive bright red immediately yawned and swallowed it back in shock...

Last night, I just took advantage of the night outside the window to act, and didn't see clearly what was going on in this room.

Mo Ming stared blankly at the quilt on the bed. It was dressed in festive red, with two dragons embroidered with golden thread on the back, hovering around a golden "囍" embroidered from head to tail, and there were red threads of different shades on the edge. Various patterns…

Obviously the room is simple and modern, and the decoration is mainly in cool tones, but the bright red retro four-piece suit on the bed suddenly collides with the color, creating a feeling of crossing time and space.

Seeing Mo Ming staring at the quilt in a daze, Han Shaoyong raised his finger to the wall behind Mo Ming, and calmly reminded: "There are more behind."

Mo Ming turned his head and took a deep breath.

On the light blue wall, there is a super-sized hot gold "囍" character, surrounded by a big red heart-shaped paper-cut, the color is so bright that it almost blinds Mo Ming's eyes...

Mo Ming: "..."

Good... good soil.

Turning his head slowly, Mo Ming looked at Han Shaoyun, his Adam's apple slipped: "I, did I sleep in Brother Rong's wedding room?"

Han Shaoying lowered his head and fastened the buttons of his shirt on his chest. His broad and solid chest flattened the fabric on his chest, revealing the contours of his muscles. He said lightly, "Not only did you sleep, you also soiled it last night."

"... "

"It's not only dirty, it's probably deformed by you in a few places."

"..."

Mo Ming's face was so hot that it was almost smoking...it couldn't be his fault alone.

Seeing Mo Ming's aggrieved expression, Han Shaoyong sat down by the bed, and continued to pursue the responsibility: "My wedding room has been messed up like this, what do you say?"

Mo Ming lowered his head and picked at his fingers: "Brother Rong brought me here, Brother Rong is also at fault..."

"This is my house, I forgive myself, how about you?"

"..." He has never seen such a rascal, "I can pay for it, the ones on the bed, I, I will change to the same one..."

Han Shaoyun smiled: "Can the meaning be the same? This is what my grandfather gave me to sleep with his future granddaughter-in-law..."

Mo Ming was speechless, grabbed the quilt and was about to lie down sullenly, but Han Shaoyun stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist and lifted him up.

"It's useless to escape." Han Shaoyun rubbed Mo Ming's head, a little dumbfounded, "Okay, get down to business, accompany me back home at the end of the month, and have dinner with the old man."

Mo Ming was stunned for a moment: "Go, go to your house?"

"The old man has been asking me to bring him a grandson-in-law back. He keeps nagging me every now and then. I'll take you back to deal with it."

"Brother Rong is trying to lie to my grandfather?"

"It's called a white lie."

Mo Ming lowered his head and thought about it for a while, then asked cautiously: "Then until I see Grandpa, brother Xing will always stay by my side, right?"

"You're nervous." Han Shaoyun couldn't bear it, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of Mo Ming's lips to comfort him, "As long as you don't make me angry, I don't care how long you stay."

Mo Ming stayed at the villa until the afternoon.

Last night, I was exhausted too much. I finally wanted to go to the surrounding area to see the scenery, but my sore waist and legs were hard to support. After lunch, I could only lie on the bed and continue to rest.

Han Shaoyun was going on a business trip to other provinces to catch the [-]:[-] p.m. plane, and the servant was helping him pack his luggage.

When Han Shaoyun was changing clothes in the cloakroom, Mo Ming hugged him from behind.

Han Shaoyu slowly put on his tie in front of the wall mirror, allowing his hands around his waist to get tighter and tighter: "Did you owe it again?"

Mo Ming buried his face against the hard and wide back wall, not speaking.

Han Shaoyu's voice was much gentler: "This trip is estimated to be in T City for a week. If it wasn't because you have a job, I would take you with me."

Mo Ming's body trembled: "T City?"

"Yeah." Han Shaoyun said, "Remember to send me a photo at night."

Mo Ming smiled: "Okay."

Before Han Shaoyu left, he asked Mo Ming to live directly in Champagne Hill, and the driver would pick him up when he went out, and a special chef would cook various tonics according to the amount.

The words were indifferent, and before he left, Han Shaoyun still couldn't help but kissed him against the wall for a long time, if he hadn't been in a hurry to leave, he would have been unable to stop to the end.

On the first night of staying in T City, Han Shaoying received a photo from Mo Ming, lying on his side on the pillow, half of his face was covered by the quilt, revealing only a pair of black and white clear eyes, glistening with water, watching affectionately lens...

Han Shaoyun suddenly regretted not giving away the ring before coming.

Originally, he thought that the cold war had just ended last night, and Han Shaolong seemed a little impatient to give away the ring this morning, but now looking at these beautiful and affectionate eyes, he suddenly felt that his considerations were superfluous and artificial.

If you know that this guy likes you, that's all you need to worry about.

【Han Shaoyun】: Good looking

[Xiao Guai]: [Maomao is shy·jpg]

【Han Shaoying】: I miss you, my dear

【Xiaoguai】: [The cat is coming. jpg]

The author has something to say: Cats are really coming here~~