She suddenly felt a little shy, so she stayed motionless for a short while.
Mo Liuxi pretended not to notice the look on her face. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Come on, do it."
Yan Su pressed her lips together. She took out a wet tissue from her pocket to wipe his face. Once she reached out, Mo Liuxi tilted his head to dodge.
"How am I supposed to wipe your face while you're moving your head like that?" Yan Su asked.
"Do you now know why I put my hands on your face that night?" Mo Liuxi asked.
Yan Su recalled having crawfishes together with Mo Liuxi that night. It was no wonder it felt familiar when she tried to wipe Mo Liuxi's face. It turned out that the same thing had happened to them before. They had just switched places.
She was a girl. She couldn't possibly hold his face, could she?
"Just, don't move." Yan Su became serious and said, "I can't wipe your face like this."
