i only like your face

Mo Ming pushed Han Shaoying out, expressing his refusal with actions.

Before closing the door, Han Shaoyong put his hands on the edge of the door, and said with a smile to Mo Ming: "Xiao Han is very cute, if you don't have time to take care of him at work, you can send him to Champagne Hill to be taken care of by the servants."

"unnecessary."

Mo Ming closed the door tightly, leaned back behind the door and let out a deep breath.

"Everything I said today is serious." Outside the door, Han Shaoyun leaned against the door and said, "I didn't pay you much attention before, and I will definitely get to know you seriously in the future... I will postpone the meeting with grandpa, Don't you want me to lie to grandpa, I listen to you, and I will definitely bring my real boyfriend back to see him, and I will never be perfunctory."

Mo Ming looked at the ground, frowning more and more tightly.

"Little boy, I'm leaving." Han Shaoyun said softly, "It's getting colder and colder, please keep warm."

There was no movement outside the door for a long time, Mo Ming opened the door and found that Han Shaoying had left.

After noon, the sunlight was softened by the clouds.

Han Shaotong finally persuaded the old man to postpone the day of taking his boyfriend home for a while. He planned his next work reasonably and spared enough time to pursue Mo Ming.

Han Shaoyun seriously thought about the "broken" relationship between himself and Mo Ming... The little guy would come all the way, hide in a cardboard box to create surprises for himself, hug him on snowy nights, kiss his face, and be careful Ask yourself to keep him by your side longer.

And Mo Ming's change happened after he asked for an apology for the words, so he was very clear about the root of the problem.

Han Shaoyun told Zhao Cheng about the relationship between himself and Mo Ming, because he was determined to restore the old relationship with Mo Ming, and he regarded Mo Ming as his favorite person, so he didn't feel ashamed at all.

Zhao Cheng didn't make fun of Han Shaoyong's pursuit of Mo Ming. First, he felt that Han Shaoyong did something wrong. Second, he felt that this little Mo Ming was worthy of his brother's pursuit... In his opinion, it was not a big deal. It is normal for young couples to have friction, no matter how good the relationship is, occasional misunderstandings are inevitable.

However, Mo Ming's liking for Han Shaoyong is obvious to them. As long as Han Shaoyong shows sincerity and sincerity, it is not difficult to chase him back.

"I think Xiao Moming's side is quite easy to deal with. What does Wenci say?" Zhao Cheng asked, "At present, I can only guess that he lied part of the way, but I can't say whether he intentionally framed it or not. He should have told you too. Explain something."

Han Shaoyun is smoking: "I believe Mo Ming, he has been with me for the past three years, I know him well, but I have always ignored the possible changes in the diction..."

Zhao Cheng was silent for a few seconds: "Then what if Wenci really unfastened his seat belt?"

Han Shaoyun didn't hesitate: "There's no need to be friends."

Zhao Cheng didn't comment on anything, but said thoughtfully: "Old Han, do you really understand Xiao Mo Ming?"

Han Shaoyun snuffed out the cigarette and raised his head: "Of course I understand, why do you ask?"

"Didn't I tell you at noon, I posted the photo of Wenci swimming in Moments a few years ago, and now it's posted all over the Internet... Who do you think posted it?"

"You have so many friends, it's not normal for photos to be circulated."

"Old Han, you didn't understand what I meant. Think about it, who would make a special trip to browse my circle of friends five or six years ago... Hey, I won't tell you anymore. Anyway, I think it's Xiao Moming. You didn't pay attention to it like I did. That public opinion battle, so you don’t know many details, I think at first it should be Wenci’s competitors targeting Wenci, but now I vaguely feel that this public relations battle for Mo Ming’s recovery was fought by Mo Ming himself. My own body has also severely frustrated my words."

Han Shaoyong chuckled: "You don't know Mo Ming too well... But I also hope that he can be so smart, so that I don't have to worry about him getting some hidden losses in the circle."

Zhao Cheng rubbed his chin: "That's right, not to mention whether Xiao Moming has such a scheming heart, this is directly against Xingci, there is such a big battle on the whole network, at least millions of dollars have been thrown into it, such a big deal is really worth it It's not like Xiao Moming's style of acting."

Zhao Cheng gave Han Shaoyong a lot of ideas of "chasing his wife", but Han Shaoyong thought it was too gimmicky.

He hopes to reconcile with Mo Ming, is a pursuit with emotional fetters, neither gifts nor help will move Mo Ming's heart...

He knew exactly what Mo Ming liked.

The light rain did not fall, and it became colder.

Mo Ming thought that Han Shaoyong would come to pester him, but it was calm for two consecutive days.

And just as he gradually relaxed, Han Shaoying appeared.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, just after leaving the repertory troupe, Mo Ming was startled when he saw Han Shaoying waiting for him at the door.

Han Shaoyun was wearing the clothes he gave him before, a black slim windbreaker over a light gray turtleneck sweater, the vertical hem reached his knees, his straight figure was tall and handsome, and he looked gentle and steady.

Mo Ming's expression became more complicated.

Han Shaoyun put his hands lightly in his coat pockets, looked at Mo Ming, with a smile dotted in his eyes... He specially wore this outfit today, and it was Mo Ming who bought it for him personally, he knew that Mo Ming liked to see him wear it This suit.

Companions came out one after another, and some people had noticed Han Shaoyong whispering. To avoid unnecessary trouble, Mo Ming could only take Han Shaoyong away quickly.

"Little boy, I want to take you to a place..." Han Shaoyun said softly, "It won't take you too long..."

"Someone, please don't call me that." Mo Ming strode forward with a sullen head and an ugly face, "My attitude is already very clear, please don't pester me anymore."

"Just this time." Han Shaoyong raised a finger, "If I still can't convince you of my sincerity this time, I will consciously withdraw from your world."

Mo Ming stopped and frowned, doubting the authenticity of Han Shaorong's words.

"For the sake of the past three years, please give me a little more patience, just a little..."

Mo Ming almost laughed at Han Shaoyong's pleading and determined gaze... How could this man have any confidence.

He had to stop this man from thinking about him as soon as possible, it would be even worse if this formed a tug-of-war day after day.

It was cold at night, but the cabin was warm.

Mo Ming leaned against the co-driver and kept looking at the night scene outside the car window, never turning his head to look at Han Shaoying who was driving.

"What drama are you rehearsing recently?" Han Shaoying tried to open up the topic, "When will the performance be performed, I will join in."

Mo Ming didn't speak.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to stay in the entertainment industry..." After a pause, Han Shaoying said softly again, "I just don't want you to join this repertory theater because you avoid me. I hope you can freely choose what you like."

Han Shaoyun glanced at Mo Ming, his beautiful side face was cold, the corners of his silent lips did not show any sign of opening, and the eyes under the long eyelashes were also faint...without a trace of warmth.

Han Shaoyu finally closed his mouth wisely...

The car drove up a hill on the outskirts of the city. During the day, many people came up to enjoy the scenery. At night, occasionally romantic couples came to watch the stars and wait for the sunrise. But after the cold weather, the whole mountain was completely quiet when it got dark. down.

The car stopped at the top of the hill, and the two got out of the car.

The evening wind blew the broken hair on Mo Ming's forehead. He looked at the bustling and bright neon night scene of Chuanhai, and then turned his head to look at Han Shaoyun: "What must be said here?"

Han Shaolong smiled, walked around the car and walked to Mo Ming, held Mo Ming's hand and led him to the edge of the cliff, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to check the time.

"Well, the time is just right."

Mo Ming withdrew his hand and said coldly, "What the hell are you..."

咻

Before Mo Ming finished speaking, a sharp and clear voice pierced the air beside his ear.

As soon as he turned his head, there was a bang, and the cluster of light spots that shot up into the sky suddenly exploded into dazzling fireworks all over the sky.

Mo Ming raised his head slightly in disbelief.

The next moment, countless dazzling white lights rushed towards the night sky, and a grand fireworks kicked off in the vast night sky.

This hilltop is undoubtedly the best viewing point, the sparks all over the sky are like a mighty rain of fireworks, which makes people feel like they are in it.

The fireworks are arranged in a park in the distance. There was already a simple fireworks show there tonight, but Han Shaoying arranged for people to upgrade the display. The show is no worse than the fireworks festival held by the river every year in Chuanhai.

Mo Ming likes fireworks, Han Shaoying knows...

In fact, he regretted it a little. In previous years, the fireworks festival in Chuanhai was also Mo Ming's birthday. Every time Mo Ming carefully asked him to accompany him to watch the fireworks, as if the little guy had only one wish for his birthday.

In the past two years, he couldn't make it back because of his busy work. This year, he had an accident on Mo Ming's birthday, and he asked Mo Ming to spend time with him in the hospital, so he missed it again and again...

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Ming was so eager to watch a fireworks show with himself.

Amidst the splendid roar, Han Shaolong stretched out his hand slightly, and once again took Mo Ming's hand and held it in the palm of his hand.

He turned his head to look at Mo Ming, and Mo Ming looked at the fireworks.

Mo Ming lost his mind, his body and mind sank into joy, his dark and misty eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars, Ye Feng never let him blink...

With his heart beating faster, Mo Ming pointed to the large group of lights and shadows in the sky, and said loudly happily: "Brother Rong, look at that!"

As if a hot torrent passed through Han Shaoying's chest, he held Mo Ming's hand even tighter.

But he still couldn't take his eyes off Mo Ming's face...

"It's beautiful." Mo Ming's face glowed, and he turned to look at the person beside him, "Brother Rong, how about we..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and the excited color seemed to be frozen on the face in an instant. Mo Ming looked at Han Shaoying in front of him as if he had just woken up from a dream. His eyes finally slipped slowly, but the familiar clothes came into his sight again, Suddenly, I lost my mind again...

Han Shaoying put his hands on Mo Ming's cheeks, and slowly raised his face, the sky full of fireworks seemed to reflect the starlight in his deep eyes, he said: "Mo Ming, look at me, look into my eyes, I love you…"

"I……"

Mo Ming opened his mouth slightly, and there was a chaotic swirl of light and shadow in his eyes, and his thinking suddenly became extremely difficult.

A soft kiss fell on the lips, Mo Ming opened his eyes wide and looked at the pair of eyebrows that were close at hand, his tense arms seemed to be frozen in Han Shaoying's chest.

"I'm Brother Rong..." Han Shaoying closed his eyes, and kissed gently, "Little boy, I'm your Brother Rong..."

"Yong...brother..."

His hands finally climbed onto the neck of the man in front of him little by little, and Mo Ming slowly closed his eyes...