Xing Biao touched Su Mo’s back to smooth for him.

“Be obedient, darling. Just a while, and we’ll hang the picture on the head of our bed.”

Su Mo’s eye expression was slightly relieved, and Xing Biao kissed him on the temple. He could do nothing about his darling, for he had an irascible temper.

The cameraman was quick of eyes and deft of hands, and took a picture at this moment. Xing Biao was kissing Su Mo by holding him in his arms. Su Mo’s expression was slightly relieved, seemingly peaceful. Xing Biao’s expression was full of love. This picture really had a love atmosphere.

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Su Mo was just relieving his anger, but Xing Biao kissed him. That old hooligan! Su Mo got angry immediately. He pushed away Xing Biao, and attempted to get the walking stick to leave. Su Mo would like to quit from the childish game.

Xing Biao held the hand of Su Mo, begging by keeping his head raised.

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