His intense gaze seemed to carry a hint of pleading, the low and soft tone sounded more like... a pout.
"..." Mo Qiansu's heart was tingling, completely unable to resist his gaze and tone like this.
"Close your eyes, I'll wipe it for you!"
"Okay, closed." At this moment, Gu Xuanye was very obedient, immediately closing his eyes.
Without his gaze watching her, Mo Qiansu finally felt a bit more natural.
Raising her hand, undoing his buttons one by one, she immediately saw the few prominent scratch marks on his chest. Mo Qiansu's eyes reddened with heartache again. Holding the towel, she cautiously avoided his wounds, wiping his body.
During the process of her washing him, Gu Xuanye occasionally lifted his eyelids, sneakily stealing a glance at her.
Seeing her focused and serious expression, the deepest part of his heart was tender beyond belief.
At this moment, his face was filled with evident satisfaction and happiness.
The feeling of having her by his side was so wonderful!
