[BL] I Only Like Your Face

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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 60

...Is it a true score?

　It was still a dull look, but it was no longer an accidental glance, but had become his normal attitude when facing himself at this moment.

　Han Shaofang was parked on the passenger seat like a machine that was malfunctioning. He stared at Mo Ming, and after a long while he suddenly let out a stuck voice: "Then, what do you mean by preparing a gift for me?" "A gift

　?" Mo Ming asked. , "What gift?"

　Looking at Mo Ming's blank eyes, Han Shaoyang's heart suddenly dropped: "Birthday gift..." As he spoke

　, Han Shaoyang deliberately turned his head to look at the back seat, and then did not see the tea set he expected.

　Is it in the trunk?

　Mo Ming frowned slightly: "Today is your birthday?"

　Han Shaofang's body trembled, and his eyes moved back to Mo Ming's face inch by inch: "You don't know?"

　Mo Ming did not answer, but said warmly: "I wish Mr. Han, Happy birthday."

　Han Shaoyang stared at Mo Ming's eyes and said word by word: "Let me ask you, do you know that today is my birthday?"

　Mo Ming looked away from Han Shaoyang's face again: "I came to see you. The driver picked up the things, I didn't expect to meet you, so please tell the driver that I don't want the things..."

　Before Mo Ming finished speaking, Han Shaofang reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes and pulled him to his eyes, almost staring at him.

　"I'll ask again, do you know that today is my birthday?"

　Mo Ming tried several times but failed to pry Han Shaofang's hand away. His eyes gradually became colder: "Mr. Han, we have broken up." "

　You don't know. Right? You don't even know that my birthday is today..." Han Shaoyang's eyes trembled and he couldn't believe it, "You, how could you not know..." He had been running around in the past few years, and he didn't even take his birthday to heart. He only thought about it

　every time. Just collect some blessings from relatives and friends online.

　Now he suddenly remembered that Mo Ming had been with him for three years and had never expressed a single word about his birthday.

　The important thing is of course not a happy birthday or a so-called gift. The key is that this man loves himself so much. Shouldn't such a day be engraved in his heart?