Si Yuting had no choice but to back off, "Sorry."
Qu Tong reached out and touched Si Yuting's somewhat prickly chin.
Previously, Si Yuting's obsession for neatness was very severe; he was always meticulously groomed. This was the first time Qu Tong saw Si Yuting's beard growing out.
Aside from being a bit prickly and scratchy, it wasn't really an issue; he was still as handsome as ever.
Si Yuting himself was the epitome of a tough guy, just now even manlier.
Si Yuting probably didn't like it, and got up to go to the bathroom to take care of it.
Qu Tong followed him in and suggested, "Let me help you."
Si Yuting turned his head and glanced at Qu Tong, eager to try, and naturally handed over the razor.
Qu Tong took it and fiddled with it in her hand. The interstellar razor wasn't much different from modern ones, the principle was much the same, just more delicate and quieter.
Hmm, it seemed to work pretty well too.
It was just tiring on the hands.
