"How can I bear to fall asleep when you look at me with such a burning gaze?" Rong Zhan raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Qingxue.
Gu Qingxue's little face burned even more furiously. She retorted indignantly, "Stop talking nonsense here. I just saw something on your face and wanted to help you take it off."
Rong Zhan looked enlightened. He nodded and said, "In that case, I've wronged you. Since that's the case, you don't have to be polite. Just do it."
As she spoke, Rong Zhan had already grabbed her hand that she had yet to retract and forcefully pressed it against his face.
Gu Qingxue touched Rong Zhan's face. Her heart was beating faster, and the tips of her ears were burning uncontrollably.
Just as Gu Qingxue wanted to retract her hand but did not dare to make any big moves, footsteps came from outside the door and quickly approached them.
