The swing stopped. Xia Weibao turned her head, raised her eyes, blinked, and looked at the man behind her with a face full of innocence.
An infatuated gaze.
Not admiration, but infatuation.
At this moment, she was simply mesmerized by Dog Emperor's face, not yet knowing what it means to be moved.
She had experienced this expression before and mastered it perfectly.
Xu Jiayang almost wanted to applaud!
Xia Weibao truly fit the role of Empress Bao, every expression so natural and perfect, as if she was Empress Bao herself!
Empress Bao looked up, Emperor Xia Liang looked down, they stared at each other for five seconds, the chemistry was palpable.
At this moment, Han Luoqi's expression grew more affectionate and tender, lowering his head involuntarily...
However, just as his lips were about to touch Xia Weibao's forehead, a sharp gaze, like a steel knife, pressed against his neck, almost chopping his head off!
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
"Cut!"
