[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 73

Zhao Cheng stood there not knowing whether to advance or retreat. He glanced at Han Shaoyang who left calmly, then turned to look at the messy place and Mo Ming standing by the wall.

　If it was just a guess before he came, now he could basically confirm that Mo Ming had indeed used Han Shaoyang as Zhou Xu's stand-in in the past three years, otherwise Han Shaoyang would not have been so out of control... Obviously when questioned, Mo Ming admitted it.

　"Are you not injured?" Zhao Cheng asked Mo Ming.

　Mo Ming shook his head, squatted down, and gently put down the little boy in his arms.

　Zhao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and said again: "Little Mo Ming, I'm not telling you, how could you..."

　Mo Ming squatted quietly on the ground, picking up flowers and plants from the mud of residual porcelain, which he planted on The green plants on the balcony had just been smashed by Han Shaoyang on the living room floor one after another. Most of them were trampled to pieces, but there were still some that were intact and could be replanted in flower pots... Xiaohan stood by his hand and licked it gently. Touching his muddy fingers.

　Zhao Cheng looked at this scene and couldn't say any words of reprimand.

　Even if he was partial to his buddy in his heart, he still felt that smashing up someone's apartment was fucked up...but he also knew that this was probably the most restrained way of revenge for Han Shaoyang.

　Before he came, he thought Han Shaoyang was going to deal a heavy blow to Mo Ming.

　"I'm really...what's going on!"

　Zhao Cheng scratched the back of his head and hesitated for two seconds before turning around and running after Han Shaoyang.

　Before Han Shaofang could drive, Zhao Cheng opened the passenger door and got in.

　Looking at Han Shaoyang's lifeless eyes, Zhao Cheng swallowed: "Old Han, calm down, why don't you let me drive." Han Shaoyang turned to look at him: "Do you think I will give up on myself?

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　" ...No."

　As the car drove on the road, Zhao Cheng felt that Han Shaofang's expression was no different from usual, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

　"It's not a big deal." Zhao Cheng said with a smile, "It won't be long before we can all joke about it."

　Han Shaofang smiled: "That's enough for now, I don't like him that much."