He didn't dare to turn on the main light in the room, only a dim bedside lamp.
Under the dim light, her birthmark was less noticeable, which made her look even more like Little Crow.
He stared at her face for a long time, then picked up a towel, intending to help her wipe her face.
The warm touch startled Eve Thompson awake all at once.
She was confused for a moment before quickly coming to her senses.
Then she felt something warm and wet on her cheek...
What is this...?
Eve's pupils constricted, and she finally realized that it was Anthony Charlie wiping her face!
The birthmark on her face, although drawn with special paint, was difficult to wash off with ordinary water.
But! It could fade!
If Anthony wiped her face and ended up staining the towel with a large patch of blue, it would be so embarrassing!
In her hurry, Eve directly wrapped her arms around Anthony's neck and hugged him tightly: "Mmm, I want a hug~"
