Ye Jing couldn't do anything with him and only said, "Stop talking for now. I'm going to shave your beard."
She didn't take another look at his smiling eyes but focused her attention on the beard on his chin. While shaving his beard cautiously with the razor, his burning gaze made her heart flutter wildly. She was unable to calm down for a long time.
After shaving him with difficulty, she wiped him with a wet cloth. Looking at his smooth, clean chin, she smiled. "Alright, please take a look." She took a mirror and handed it to him.
Guan Xilin took the mirror and had a look. He said with a smile, "Mm, you shave better than I do. From now on, I'll trouble you with my beard." As he spoke, he kept looking at her face.
As she listened to the implied meaning of his words, she was overflowing with shyness. Her beautiful eyes looked at him affectionately and her lips parted gently with a whisper, "Yes."
