1,2,3... Smile!

1,2,3... Smile!

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Oppa, oppa! ... What? Let's take a picture! ... I don't want to. Please! Oppa! Oppa! My lovely oppa! ... Just one. Okay! 1,2,3. Smile! .......... Oppa! You didn't smile! ... I did. Oppa, smile for me please. ... I don't want to. Oppa! ... What? Will you smile on the wedding picture? ... Depends on who am I marry to. Oppa... I... I... ... 1,2,3. Smile. (Smile) What are you doing, oppa? ... You will know at the day of my wedding. Oppa... ... Yes? Will you always protect me? ... Of course. I am your oppa. Always? I am talking about always. ... Until the day I die, I will be your bodyguard and oppa. Oppa... (Whisper) Salangheyo. ... Babo.
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