Volume 1 Chapter 247 The Only Existence (1/2)

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Han Luo's trace of thoughts broke when they heard the knock on the door.

Both of them were startled and looked at each other in surprise.

Han Luo's face turned crimson as the face of the person she loved was so close to her. She could smell his familiar and addictive odor. She could feel his warmth and breath. She could hear his heartbeat going wild.

Since she realized her feelings for him, she took notice of every single detail of him.

Mo Yuan moved away from her and gently pulled her up.

Han Luo had yet to get her strength back. Her legs wobbled and he caught her. His strong arm wrapped around her waist and held her in position.

She bashfully ducked her head and placed it on his chest listening to his heartbeat. She was too shy to look at him in the eyes.

Mo Yuan didn't know what was going inside her head. If he knew that she noticed her feelings for him, he would have held a party right this instant.

Finding her action too cute, his heart melted. He pecked on her head. He kept her in his embrace and didn't wish to let go.

He let her calm down and regain her strength before letting her sit on the chair. Afterward, he brushed his hand over her heated face affectionately before striding toward the door and opened it.

The makeup artist was anxiously waiting outside. She knew something was going on inside and she hated to interrupt them but the time was almost up. If the production team came and asked her, she would be doomed.

She saw Mo Yuan coming out and he left the room without taking a glance at her. She briskly walked into the room and saw Han Luo sitting on a chair in a daze.

Her hair was disheveled. Her face was crimson. Her red lipstick was smudged and there were lots, lots of kiss marks on her body.

Han Luo looked like she had a passionate time with Mo Yuan.

”Are you okay, Miss Luo?” the makeup artist asked nervously. She thought, 'Kids these days... well, who am I to complain? My younger brother lost his v.i.r.g.i.nity when he was sixteen.'

Han Luo was jolted by the sudden question. She didn't notice her coming inside until she spoke. Her mind was swirling around Mo Yuan.

”Miss Luo, are you uncomfortable?” the makeup artist found her expression too odd and she asked her again.

Han Luo came out of the trance and replied, ”Oh oh yeah I'm good. I'm fine.” There was no strength in her voice.

The makeup artist doubted her but didn't pester her anymore. She said, ”Let me take care of your makeup.”

Out of nowhere, Jacqueline and Lisa came inside.

Jacqueline inquired, ”The door is wide open. Is everything all right?”