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 102 Extra
"The Best Actor at the 19th Bird Awards is——"
"Mo Ming!"
The host finished his words, and the audience burst into applause.
The camera lens quickly focused on Mo Ming who was sitting among the guests. On the big screen behind the award podium, Mo Ming, who was in clear focus, stood up from his seat, dressed in a noble and elegant black suit. After hugging Liu Hekun beside him, he walked towards the audience in front of everyone. The podium.
Han Shaofang looked at that slender figure, his eyes full of enthusiasm and refused to look away for a moment. He deliberately finished his work and rushed back early, just to witness this glorious moment of his beloved.
He also awarded an award to his little boy as he wished...
with thunderous applause, he handed the trophy to Mo Ming, smiled and said softly: "Congratulations, Mo Ming..."
Mo Ming looked at the handsome man in suits and ties in front of him. An arc formed at the end of his eyes: "Thank you..."
The lights on the stage turned into countless stars and shone in the depths of Mo Ming's pupils, reflecting the unusually handsome face so close at hand. Han Shaoyang looked at it in bewilderment. For a long time, his eyes almost completely sunk in.
The love in my heart seems to never end, becoming stronger and more cautious every moment... In
this awards ceremony, [Temperature] had no intention of becoming the biggest winner. Afterwards, Liu Hekun invited guests to lead a group of people to sing. celebrate.
The lively celebration didn't end until midnight.
As soon as he came out, the cold winter wind came on his face, blowing away the heat brought by the alcohol on his face, and Mo Ming felt much more awake.
A friend came over and whispered, "Mo Ming, is that person over there your friend?"
Mo Ming looked in the direction of his friend's finger and saw a tall, familiar figure next to a black Aston Martin not far away. The figure was leaning there, wearing a slim-fitting black windbreaker and a scarf and a mask. Only a pair of sharp eyes were exposed, but the gaze he looked at was gentle.
"Well, he's here to pick me up."
After waving goodbye to his friend, Mo Ming turned around and walked towards the figure.
At midnight in the cold winter, the cold wind was like a knife. Not far away, the tip of Mo Ming's nose turned red again from the cold.
Han Shaofang took off his scarf and wrapped it around Mo Ming's neck. Looking at the redness on his fair skin, he asked with complex eyes: "How much did you drink?" Mo Ming blinked, his eyes under the long eyelashes showing a little dullness
: "Anyway Not drunk enough."
Han Shaofang laughed and helped Mo Ming tighten the scarf around his neck: "If I were drunk, I would take advantage of it."
Mo Ming's mouth twitched slightly: "You can take advantage of me when you're not drunk. Pass."
"..."
On the way back to the apartment, Mo Ming fell asleep leaning on the passenger seat.
His brain was completely relaxed, and his consciousness was completely loose. When Han Shaofang parked the car in the underground garage, Mo Ming was still slumped on the passenger seat like a stick of plasticine... He was really a little drunk at this moment.
Han Shaoyang directly put the person on his back, turned his face and raised his head on the spandrel: "Don't drink so much next time..."
Mo Ming hugged Han Shaoyang's neck tightly and murmured vaguely: " I'm so sleepy..."
"Okay, I'll take you to bed now."
This is Mo Ming's apartment. After "Temperature" was released, it became extremely popular, so he moved to a new place to prevent paparazzi from taking photos.
Since returning to Sichuanhai, Han Shaofang has been here many times in the past year. When he has a little free time at work, he will go to this apartment to give his favorite nourishing soup cans to the greedy Mo Ming, or to give some food to his body. Mo Ming was lying lazily on the sofa and cooking. All the dishes he bought were fresh from the mall.
Continuous diligence finally received a huge reward... I was awarded a spare key to the apartment!
Back in the apartment, Han Shaofang gently placed the person on his back on the bed.
Mo Ming's hand slipped from Han Shaoyang's neck, and he looked at the face above him with half-open eyes.
Han Shaoyang pinched Mo Ming's rosy cheeks: "Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you. I'll make you a cup of honey water..."
Han Shaoyang left the room and his cell phone rang.
It was Zhao Cheng who called.
Han Shaoyang answered the call, put the phone hands-free on the kitchen counter, turned around and went to get honey from the refrigerator.
"Old Han, I saw the photo of you awarding Xiao Moming an award on the Internet." Zhao Cheng said with a smile, "Those eyes are so affectionate, it really makes me sick." Han Shaoyang took out a jar of honey, opened it, and
said casually. : "Sometimes you will be disgusting in the future."
"So your relationship is developing well?"
"...It's not bad."
"What do you mean it's okay?"
Han Shaofang paused slightly while holding the spoon to dig out the honey, and hesitated for a few seconds before speaking. : "Beyond friendship, lovers are not satisfied yet."
"No, Lao Han, you are not Xiao Moming's boyfriend yet. I thought you two had already established a relationship." "
...still working on it."
"Let me tell you. I was thinking about when you two would get married, but now that you are not even pursuing anyone, I wonder if you really like Xiao Moming?"
Han Shaofang put down the honey jar in his hand, raised his head and took a deep breath: "Of course I do. I like him so much that I can't help myself, but I have to consider his thoughts...I can't make another wrong step. After I am sure that he really fully accepts me, I will confess to him and ask him to be my boyfriend."
The two of them . Except for the last step of intimacy, their relationship is basically the same as that of lovers, but the relationship has never been truly clear.
Although my heart is extremely longing to have a real relationship with Mo Ming, for some reason, there is still a trace of self-doubt hidden deep in my heart.
He couldn't be sure, and he didn't dare to be sure, whether Mo Ming liked him from the bottom of his heart. He didn't want Mo Ming to like him just as a way of making do with reality after losing Zhou Xu, but he was afraid, afraid that he wouldn't be able to With this compromise, he no longer had any advantage in Mo Ming's heart.
The other end of the phone was quiet for a while. Zhao Cheng sighed and said, "Old Han, you have changed a lot."
Han Shaofang smiled and said, "People have to grow up."
"No, I mean the longer you live, the more you look back. I don't even have any confidence in front of Xiao Mo Ming."
"..."
"Old Han, I suggest you confess your love as soon as possible. The longer you delay, the more likely things will happen." Zhao Cheng said seriously, "As for Xiao Mo Ming's appearance and the fact that he is now Your status in the entertainment industry depends on how many people care about it, so you don't have to worry about someone showing up to cut you off. There is no shortage of handsome guys in the entertainment industry. If I were Xiao Moming, I wouldn't be able to hold on." "
... ..."
"I'm telling the truth. So, Old Han, I'll help you plan a romantic confession ceremony. I'm familiar with the venue layout and process. I'm sure that with a complete set of operations, I can move Xiao Mooming to a complete mess." "
No. It's necessary. Mo Ming won't like this kind of moral kidnapping ceremony. I like him. After all, it's my own business." "
How can this be called moral kidnapping? If there is only a layer of window paper between you two that has not been pierced. Otherwise, this kind of ceremony will only have romance and surprise." Zhao Cheng said helplessly, "In the final analysis, you are still unsure."
"So be it."
"Okay, Old Han, I understand." Zhao Chengdao, "I bet that you won't be able to marry your little Moming within five years." After hanging up the phone,
Han Shaofang closed his eyes heavily, feeling a little irritable in his heart. When he finally turned around with the honey water and was about to leave, he looked up and saw Mo Ming leaning at the door of the kitchen, holding his hands on his chest and looking at him calmly.
Han Shaofang was really surprised. He didn't know when Mo Ming was standing at the door, and he didn't know how much Mo Ming had heard of the conversation he had just had with Zhao Cheng.
"Mo Ming..."
Han Shaoyang twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled, but his brain was frantically recalling whether he had talked to Zhao Cheng about any topics that might have made Mo Ming unhappy.
There was still a hint of drunkenness in Mo Ming's eyes, and his gaze was lingering and soft. He stepped forward and took the honey water from Han Shaofang's hand. Without saying anything, he turned around and walked out of the kitchen while drinking.
After drinking the honey water, Mo Ming went to the bathroom and took a shower.
Han Shaofang was teasing Xiaohan in the living room.
Xiaohan has grown into a big dog, grinning and sticking out his tongue, tilting his head and wagging his tail, looking even more silly.
Han Shaofang scratched Xiaohan's chin and asked with some melancholy: "You said if I confess to your dad now, will your dad agree to me being his boyfriend?" "
Woof woof!"
"Yeah, I think he will agree too. , how about I beg him to date me later, and while he’s drunk and not clear-headed, I can coax him into agreeing.”
“Woof woof woof!”
“You want me to stay the night, but that’s not possible, your dad You just got closer to me, now how dare I take any further."
"Wow!"
"You still think I'm worthless? Do you think I'm willing? Now I really want to rush into the bathroom and give your dad a bath, but it's important to do something important. People must learn to be patient." Han Shaoyang stretched out his hand and scratched the dog's nose. "What's more, it's much better than last year. You still have to have a good sense of proportion, otherwise you won't even be able to enter this door in the future." "
Woof!"
"Well, I'm still a fool. You understand me, I will treat you right the day I become a regular person with your father."
Mo Ming: "..."
After being steamed by the steam in the bathroom, Mo Ming woke up for most of the time, and saw the results as soon as he came out. In the living room, a person and a dog were squatting on the floor, having strange conversations with each other.
Suddenly, he felt that he was still drunk...
Mo Ming squatted down next to Han Shaoyang silently, and gently poked Xiaohan's nose with his finger, which shocked Han Shaoyang's whole body.
Han Shaoyang put down Xiaohan, his eyes were a little weak: "I was just joking with Xiaohan."
Mo Ming leaned forward and got closer to Han Shaoyang. The faint bath fragrance instantly enveloped Han Shaoyang. Han Shaoyang lowered his eyes for a moment and could see the slight smudge of his bathrobe. Inside the open neckline, there is a piece of white and warm skin, like fine porcelain glowing with snow.
Han Shaofang's Adam's apple rolled, and he urged himself frantically in his heart... He reached out and hugged the person, you coward!
However, as if he had been sealed, and his hands and feet were blocked by an unknown hesitation, Han Shaoyang just stared blankly at the approaching Mo Ming, and in the end he just stretched out his hand to caress Mo Ming's cheek.
Mo Ming was like a kitten whose chin was scratched. His slightly closed eyes were a little blurry, and he asked softly: "I want you to go somewhere with me tomorrow morning." "
Okay." Han Shaoyang nodded immediately and said, "Where?"
" You'll know tomorrow."
Looking at the smiling face close at hand, Han Shaoyang swallowed his saliva and said, "Mo Ming, can I kiss you?"
Mo Ming pinched Han Shaoyang's lips with his fingers and said with a smile, "Oh my god. It's early, go back and rest early."
Although Han Shaoyang was disappointed in his eyes, he didn't complain in his heart. He kissed Mo Ming's fingertips and said with a smile, "Okay, you should also go to bed early."
When Han Shaoyang was about to leave, Mo Ming again He reminded: "When you come tomorrow morning, don't forget to bring the relevant identity documents."
Han Shaoyang was at a loss: "ID documents? Why?"
"You will know tomorrow."
Han Shaoyang did not ask in detail, just said: "Then I will tell you tomorrow Come here early."
It was indeed early enough...
Before seven o'clock the next morning, Han Shaofang used the spare key to open the door of Mo Ming's apartment, packed up the breakfast made by the chef of Champagne Mountain, and brought it over with Mo Ming. Had breakfast together.
The shrimp dumplings tasted so good that Mo Ming couldn't help but praise them. Han Shaoyang deliberately smiled and said, "When you move over, you can eat them whenever you want." To Han Shaoyang's surprise, Mo Ming smiled at him and nodded
.
As if he had been inspired by something, Han Shaoyang stood up and helped Mo Ming serve the soup: "Come on, little darling, try this soup again. The chef at home is very good at it." After saying that, Han Shaoyang realized that he had subconsciously called "
little darling. " ", this kind of intimate title, he had deliberately avoided before, for fear of offending Mo Ming before confirming the relationship, but at this moment, seeing that Mo Ming didn't react much, Han Shaoyang's heart swelled even more.
I feel like the probability of my confession being successful has increased a little bit.
After breakfast, at nine o'clock in the morning, Mo Ming got into Han Shaoyang's car and gave Han Shaoyang the name of a shopping mall.
Han Shaofang didn't ask Mo Ming what he was doing there and drove the car honestly all the way.
The car parked near the shopping mall. Han Shaoyang thought Mo Ming was going to the shopping mall, but Mo Ming asked him to get his ID. The two of them crossed the road together and arrived at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau opposite.
"I...well, I'm not very good at talking about love." Mo Ming scratched the tip of his nose with his finger, looked at the man in front of him, and said softly, "Han Shaoyang, let's get the certificate."
Han Shaoyang was stunned: "Get, get the certificate?"
"Yes. , right now."
"..."
His heartbeat suddenly became like an out-of-control motor, and even his breathing became more and more turbulent.
Han Shaoyang was stunned on the spot, looking at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau in disbelief, and then turning to look at Mo Ming.
Mo Ming's curved eyes were filled with broken shadows like stars. He took one of Han Shaoyang's hands and led him to turn and walk towards the door.
Han Shaofang looked at the back figure in front of him and couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.
Even if it is a dream, it is too extravagant.
The morning light was setting near noon, and Han Shaoyang felt his body drifting, as if his heels were stepping on soft sand.
After coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Mo Ming put on a mask and handed two small red notebooks to Han Shaoyang.
"I have to fly to Zhong'an City in the afternoon. I have a public welfare short film to shoot. I don't expect to come back until tomorrow evening." Mo Ming looked at Han Shaoyang and said, "Will you pick me up at the airport tomorrow evening?" Han Shaoyang kept looking down at the red palm of his hand
. Ben Ben stared unblinkingly at the golden words "marriage certificate" on it, until Mo Ming called him several times before he came back to his senses.
"Ah? Will you pick me up at the airport?" Han Shaoyang realized it and nodded blankly, "Okay, no problem, leave it to me, I can do it."
Mo Ming looked at Han Shaoyang who looked like he was not awake and couldn't bear it. He laughed out loud, pulled off the mask on his face, stood on tiptoes slightly, closed his eyes and kissed him gently.
When he slowly opened his eyes again, Mo Ming saw that Han Shaoyang's eyes were filled with mist and his eyes were red.
Mo Ming smiled and stroked Han Shaoyang's eyes, and said warmly: "From now on, Brother Han will have a family."
Han Shaoyang was speechless, with tears falling down, and he nodded vigorously.
He couldn't believe that God would favor him so much...
He actually got married to the person he loved most.
In the end, Mo Ming refused to let Han Shaoyang go to Zhong'an City with him. He was worried that Han Shaoyang would be too excited and affect his filming.
Han Shaofang also obeyed and stayed in Sichuanhai.
After Mo Ming left, Han Shaofang took the two small red books and went to Zhao Cheng's shop. His long legs were steady and he walked with wind.
"Old Han, do you really not need me to plan a confession ceremony for you?" Zhao Cheng said with a smile, "If you don't take the initiative, you may be a bachelor for the rest of your life." Han
Shaoyang sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of wine, and took a sip. After being bored for a long time, he took out the two small red books from his arms and slapped them on the table happily: "I just want to ask if your face hurts?"
Zhao Cheng picked up the two small books with a confused look on his face. After reading the red book, he took a breath and widened his eyes: "Damn, Old Han, how did you trick Xiao Moming into the Civil Affairs Bureau?" "
Can you speak?" Han Shaoyang reached out and took it back from Zhao Cheng's hand. The little red book was put back into his arms like a hidden treasure, and the corners of his lips could not stop rising. "I disappoint you. It was Mo Ming who took the initiative to get the certificate."
Zhao Cheng shouted: "Then Xiao Mo Ming doesn't care about you. True love."
Han Shaofang was completely relieved at this moment, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally. He still took out the two marriage certificates and held them in his hands to look at them carefully.
His eyes were still uncontrollably hot.
Yes, Mo Ming really liked him...
He finally confirmed that he was not Mo Ming's general, he was Mo Ming's chosen husband, and he was the one who wanted to stay with Mo Ming for the rest of his life.
The next evening, Han Shaoyang picked up Mo Ming at the airport.
The cold wind outside the hall was covered with light snow and fluttering in the air. In the airport reception hall, Han Shaofang hugged the little boy tightly as he trotted up to him.
Han Shaofang simply held Mo Ming's legs and hugged her to his chest. Regardless of the heated looks of a group of passers-by at the airport, he held his wife firmly and turned around to walk out of the hall.
"Put me down." Mo Ming whispered.
"Hang on, you took the initiative first."
Mo Ming covered his head with the wide hat of his down jacket and buried his head in Han Shaoyang's shoulder, keeping his face hidden anyway.
"Are you still shy?" Han Shaoyang asked with a smile, "Why weren't you shy when you threw yourself into my arms?"
Mo Ming bit Han Shaoyang's shoulder: "You were well-behaved before."
"Can you compare before with now? Now you are my daughter-in-law." Han Shaoyang turned his head and rubbed the warm neck of Mo Ming with the tip of his nose, "How can my husband behave well with his daughter-in-law? That's not a brother-in-law. Besides, you know me How uncomfortable was it to hold it in before?"
Mo Ming couldn't help but laugh: "Then your true colors are revealed now?"
"That's how much you have revealed." Han Shaoyang rubbed Mo Ming's face again, doting on him and joking, "Also, Do you want to see the more ferocious side, little boy?"
Mo Ming lifted the corner of his hat slightly, blinked and looked at the face close at hand: "Yes." "
..."
Han Shaoyang took a breath and suddenly stepped forward. He was very quick, and after carrying the person into the car, he took out his mobile phone and called the old man at home in the next second. Regardless of the old man's eagerness to see his grandson-in-law, he insisted that he would go home later.
After hanging up the phone, Han Shaoyang turned to the driver and said, "Go to the hotel."
Looking at someone's anxious look, Mo Ming's shoulders trembled and he couldn't help but chuckle. He reached out and poked Han Shaoyang's lips: "Well, look. It will indeed be cruel and a bit scary."
Han Shaoyang grabbed Mo Ming's restless hand and kissed Mo Ming's slender fingertips gently.
He didn't make fun of what Mo Ming said. He only looked at Mo Ming's eyes affectionately and intently after the kiss, and said softly: "Thank you Mo Ming, you make my life full of meaning..." Mo Ming smiled, leaned forward and kissed Han Shaoyang
.
This year’s winter scenery is destined to be beautiful...
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