"I'm going to wash my face!" Qiao Duo'er sprang up, hurriedly put on her shoes, and went to wash her face.
The medicine powder on her face had to be washed off in time; otherwise, it would absorb the moisture from her skin, making her skin even drier. Hmm... she had to wash her face; she had to take good care of her little face.
Watching his little wife, Tan Zhenghong felt a pang of resentment.
Was he being disliked? Just now, she was shaking her head and nodding at him. What did that mean?
Did she agree or not?
Anyway, he didn't understand; women's thoughts were too hard to guess!
Qiao Duo'er washed her face slowly, but no matter how slow, there was always a moment when it was done.
After washing her face, she could only lie down on the bed slowly and leisurely.
Tan Zhenghong was still fanning himself, still using his arm as a pillow for Qiao Duo'er, but he was feeling quite down.
His woeful expression made Qiao Duo'er feel like she had committed a crime.
