Bo Cixue's skin was fair and tender, and after being rubbed by him like that, it turned red very quickly.
Bo Cixue was a little dazed and did not understand the meaning of his actions.
After all, he had never done such a thing before.
Her face was covered with makeup and thoughts were running in her mind. She was worried that he would mess up her makeup and the powder would stain his handkerchief, and she was flustered by his strange actions.
Seeing that he had no intention of stopping, she raised her fair hands to push him away.
Her smooth fingers touched his hand and she was slightly stunned.
After they grew up, their fingertips barely touched each other.
She knew that he did not like to be touched casually.
But he had touched her first and she still needed to be presentable. Did he want her disfigured?
Bo Cixue grabbed his hand and pulled it down. "How did I offend you? You're hurting me."
