"My wife does not accept interviews," the man extended his arm protectively in front of her, preventing any microphones or reporters' hands from touching her, his voice emanating a privileged aloofness, "We are going to our room to rest now, she is accustomed to going to bed early."
The reporters' eyes lit up, rapidly taking photos of the intimate scene created as Mo Shiche enveloped Luo Qiangwei in his arms...
Hotel security also rushed over, dispersing the throng of reporters.
The lobby returned to quietness, and Mo Shiche also let go of his hold, but because they were standing close, he naturally lowered his head and kissed her cheek, his low voice muttering, "I helped you chase away the reporters, shouldn't you also give me a kiss?"
