[BL] I Only Like Your Face

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   Mo Ming stroked Han Shaozhou's two black sword eyebrows, like comforting a large dog that was about to move.

　"Don't do this next time, Brother Zhou, it's not good to be found out." Mo Ming frowned, and although his words seemed to be complaining, the movements of his hands were extraordinarily gentle. Pressed his palm lightly on his face.

　Han Shaozhou didn't even think about it, and said with a smile: "What effect will it have, whether you can't see people or I can't see people."

　Mo Ming didn't know whether the man in front of him really didn't understand or pretended not to understand, and he took a deep breath in his heart.

　This man is getting more and more pushy... never before, annoying.

　Mo Ming lightly tiptoed, kissed Han Shaozhou's face again, and said softly, "Then I'll clean up as soon as possible, and go back with Brother Zhou."

　"Going out now, won't it be easier for your colleagues to bump into you." Han Shaozhou stared at Mo Ming's rosy lips, he smiled lowly, "Why don't you just let me kiss here until your colleagues leave."

　In such a small space, each other's breaths are closely entangled, but in this atmosphere where may be discovered at any time, amid the oppressive feeling, Han Shaozhou felt the excitement instead.

　In fact, he really wanted to say something to Mo Ming, about what he saw on the set just now, or sigh or praise a few words, but now he is really facing Mo Ming, and he feels that any love words are not as direct as a simple and rude expression of intimacy.

　"Brother Zhou, don't make things difficult for my assistant. He's much more nervous outside than I am now." Mo Ming smiled and bit Han Shaozhou's adam's apple, wrapped his hands around his neck, and gently leaned into his ear, "The bathtub at home can be used, let's go back quickly, okay?"

　Han Shaozhou's blood rushed to his brain, his adam's apple squirmed, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

　"Then Brother Zhou, wait for me here for a while, I will clean up as soon as possible " After a pause, Mo Ming added softly, "Don't make a sound, or Brother Zhou and I will become a joke on the set tomorrow."

　Han Shaozhou's mind was full of the bathtub at the moment, and he nodded subconsciously: "Okay." 

　Mo Ming quickly changed his clothes, opened half of the curtain slightly and walked out.

　Xiao Song still looked messy at this moment, he looked at Mo Ming, and then at the curtain door behind Mo Ming, his heart was full of question marks.

　"Don't let anyone find out." Mo Ming whispered to Xiao Song.

　Xiao Song nodded his head like a pounding garlic, took a stool and sat down firmly in front of the curtained door, as if he was not guarding the curtained door, but his brother Mo's integrity and reputation.

　One cloth away, there was chatting and laughing, Han Shaozhou looked at the cloth curtain hanging in front of his eyes, then looked up at the bald ceiling, and suddenly felt like a shameless adulterer.

　The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, Han Shaozhou didn't come here to have an affair, did he need to be so sneaky?

　Thinking of this, Han Shaozhou felt an urge to lift the curtain and go out, but in an instant he felt that his way of appearing on the stage was really embarrassing. Even if he wanted to appear in front of Mo Ming's colleagues, he shouldn't have come from this shabby place. Come out, otherwise it doesn't look stupid. Forced, very inexplicable?