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Before long, unable to dodge, He Tiantian's fair little face turned rosy.
"Okay, I'll shave your beard for you, but let's get one thing straight—if I cut you and you look worse, don't blame me!" He Tiantian said. She had no experience and didn't know how to shave.
"No problem, even if you're clumsy, I won't mind," Huo Yingjie said. After speaking, he went inside, took his toiletries, and found some soap and a razor.
Huo Yingjie washed his face, applied some soap lather to his beard, worked up a foam, and turned to face He Tiantian.
He Tiantian held the razor carefully as she shaved Huo Yingjie's beard, always worried she might nick his handsome face.
And there was Huo Yingjie, smiling with his eyes at He Tiantian, but she didn't have the time to acknowledge the loving gaze in his eyes; all her attention was focused on his beard.
Doing something for the man she loved, she never felt tired, nor did she find it troublesome.
