[BL] I Only Like Your Face

45

UPLOADER'S NOTE:

Because this is MTL, there are a lot of mistakes in translaion esp the name.

I'm just gonna put it down here:

"Han Shaoyang/Shaofang = Han Shaozhou"

   "Brother Yang/Fang = Brother Zhou"

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"I Only Like Your Face" Chapter 45

The curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows were always open, and the first ray of morning light from the Sichuan Sea was warm and soft, spreading quietly on the bed.

　Han Shaoyang put his hands on Mo Ming's waist under the quilt and carefully lifted up the body in his arms.

　Mo Ming slept soundly, her fair face was covered with fine hairs, and the blue blood vessels could be seen on the bridge of her slender nose. The tip of her nose was pink, and her lips were full and moist, probably. It was because he was kissed so hard last night, but now it still has a sultry color...

　Such a snow-white and soft little lamb, Han Shaofang's mind flashed back to the way this little guy cried under him last night, and he sobbed. Choking to tears, she desperately held his face and tried to kiss him.

　That sound made his blood boil, and he wanted to tear the person alive and swallow him.

　The golden morning light became warmer and warmer...

　Drowsily, Mo Ming had a dream.

　In the dream, the little boy he raised grew up and turned into a huge golden retriever. The strong dog body pressed on his chest, swaying its tail and licking his lips crazily.

　He opened his eyes anxiously, and what caught Mo Ming's sight was another familiar face.

　I woke up in a daze, almost confused by the kiss again.

　Mo Ming tilted his chin slightly and closed his eyes. Han Shaofang's teeth gnawed on his neck, which made him laugh twice.

　Han Shaoyang deliberately pinched Mo Ming's waist, "Are you so happy when you opened your eyes and saw me?"

　Mo Ming pursed his lips and took his hand out of the quilt to hug Han Shaoyang's neck. Han Shaoyang seemed to have difficulty seeing his movements. , then he turned over and lay on Mo Ming's side.

　"Brother Xiang..."

　Mo Ming called softly, and slowly climbed up one hand to Han Shaoyang's waist to hug him. He had been struggling so intensely last night, and now he was sleepy and tired, but his body and mind were completely relaxed.

　Han Shaofang held Mo Ming's back tightly, resting the tip of his nose on the soft black hair, and said in a deep voice: "Listen carefully, I won't do it again."

　He believed that this incident had given the little guy a lot of memory.

　"Well..."

　It must be the last time.

　Han Shaofang also took a nap. He didn't have much work to do today, he just had to catch an afternoon flight to City T.