***
Seeing him close his eyes, his chin tilted upward, moving slightly toward her, Mai Xiaomai's heart gave a sudden leap and then began to beat somewhat erratically.
His sharply defined contours, thick, arched eyebrows, high nose bridge, perfectly rounded nose tip, thin lips slightly pursed...
Everything looked so heart-stirring.
I really want to kiss him!
Mai Xiaomai thought to herself but felt too shy to do so. Instead, she supported his chin with one hand, holding the razor in the other, and began to shave from one side, carefully following the grain of his skin, gently and meticulously shaving with utmost tenderness...
Her movements were spot on, and Qiao Chutian felt an immense pleasure, thinking that even if time stood still right here, it would have been enough.
The razor glided from one side to the other, and at last, perfectly cleaned all the stubble from his face, without inflicting any damage.
"Done,"
