My Beloved

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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 virginity 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?"

"Did you finish doing the makeup? It's almost time," Lisa said.

Both of them stopped talking when they saw Han Luo.

"Wow! That's the perfect ravishing bride we need! Miss Luo, your expression is what we need. I knew you could pull it over. I had faith in you!" Lisa burst in excitement.

Jacqueline sang along, "Yes, I didn't think you could make it so realistic. You are perfect for this project." She glanced at the makeup artist and said, "Well done! This is by far the best makeup you have done so far!"

"…" The makeup artist became embarrassed. She didn't want to take the compliment because it might hamper her future projects but on the other hand, she couldn't just tell them that it was a 'man made natural' makeup.

"The director, cameraman, and the photographer are ready. We should start it soon since Miss Luo is ready," Lisa suggested.

"Yes, let's do that," Jacqueline agreed.

When Han Luo entered the bedroom where the shooting would be, she saw Mo Yuan talking to the director and Joseph from the MB Commercials. Since he was the future head of the Mo Corporation, those people had their interest in him and Mo Yuan also wanted to get to know more clients.

While he was talking, his eyes met hers and paused for a moment.

Han Luo was getting better but when her eyes met his, her heart skipped a bit. Her slightly blushed red turned scarlet. She quickly averted her gaze.

Thinking she was shy because of what they just did, Mo Yuan's corner of the lips lifted.

The director, cameraman, and photographer saw the model and they became astonished. Their heartbeat quickened seeing the ravished bride. They couldn't recognize the model but they knew for sure that she was the perfect model for this project.

Mo Yuan stood beside Han Luo and introduced her to them, "She is the newcomer model I was talking about. She doesn't wish for people to know that she did the commercial. She is not interested in this type of work yet. I hope you all will cooperate keeping it a secret. You are all famous for your professionalism and hard work. You won't ruin it with a slip of tongue, right?"

He looked like he was talking but truthfully he was threatening them with their career.

The director, cameraman, and the photographer weren't fools. They agreed without hesitation.

The shooting went well. There wasn't any problem. Han Luo acted just the way they told her too.

They praised her professionalism. The thing they like about her the most was her expression.

She seemed to be a bride who woke up and recalled what happened the previous night with her groom. She looked bashful and yet content. She was a bride who fell in love and she was satisfied with her wedding night and she was also shy about their lovemaking.

Han Luo had that expression and it was well fit.

Truthfully, she had no clue what she was doing. She forgot about the script and everything.

There was only one thing that was in her mind. There was the only existence she could feel in that room.

And that was Mo Yuan.