Gu Zhun lowered his eyes and watched Liu Qinghe's face flush a little bit, and the mouth that was rarely idle in front of him was also gently pursed.

"Blushing or something."

Liu Qinghe lifted his eyelids and glanced at Gu Zhun, continued to stare at his chin, and said without changing his face: "The temperature of the air conditioner is too high." ”

It's exactly the same reason he found last night!

"Turn it down, then."

"No, I'll leave after shaving your beard."

Gu Zhun let out a low hum sound from his throat, and his eyes slowly moved to her slightly trembling eyelashes.

Liu Qinghe's eyelashes were very thick and naturally curled, and every time she blinked, it was like two small fans flickering, making Gu Zhun's throat slightly tight for the first time when she looked at her so closely.

By the time he could react, warm fingers had touched the eyelashes of her right eye.

Gu Zhun, who realized what he had done, froze his fingers.

Liu Qinghe, who was stunned for a moment, smiled and blinked, squinted sideways to bring his eyes closer to Gu Zhun's fingers, and asked softly, "Do you like my eyes?" ”

She was still holding a foam-stained razor in her hand, squinting at Gu Zhun's hand with a hint of laziness.

It's the same as a cat.

The flickering eyelashes brushed over Gu Zhun's fingertips, and the slightest itch could not be resisted from the fingertips all the way to the bottom of his heart.

Gu Zhun calmly put down his hand, as if he was not embarrassed by his behavior just now, and could even praise him naturally, "The eyes are very good." ”

Liu Qinghe approached Gu Zhun with his eyes closed, "You can kiss them if you like." ”

Gu Zhun staggered his gaze and didn't look at Liu Qinghe, his voice was very calm, "Aren't you going to set off after shaving?" ”

Liu Qinghe, who was silently rejected, was full of regret, bent over and shaved Gu Zhun attentively and seriously, and whispered: "Don't you think you are forcibly suppressing your emotions now." ”

"I don't think so."

"Liar."

"Nope."

In fact, Gu Zhun's hand on his lap was slowly retracting, and he was expressionlessly rubbing the fingertips that had just been supported by her eyelashes, but he still couldn't rub off the dense itch.

Gu Zhun, who didn't want Liu Qinghe to notice anything wrong, spread out his palms and no longer tried to stop himself from itching by kneading.

Liu Qinghe, who was afraid that he would accidentally scratch Gu Zhun's face, was too focused, so he really couldn't find Gu Zhun's abnormality.

Ten minutes later, Liu Qinghe wiped the foam off Gu Zhun's chin and face with a wet towel, raised his hand and touched it, "Hmm! Cleanly shaved! It's a beautiful man who is white and pure again! ”

Gu Zhun: "......"

glanced at Liu Qinghe with an indescribable look, and he wisely did not answer, but said, "Let's go." ”

"Wait!"

Liu Qinghe grabbed Gu Zhun, who was about to leave the wheelchair, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the camera and came to him, "Take a selfie." ”

Without waiting for Gu Zhun to refuse, the photo had already been taken.

Liu Qinghe handed the screen to Gu Zhun to see, "You don't laugh." ”

Gu Zhun in a casual coat in the photo didn't even look at the camera, Junyi's face didn't have any expression, and people who weren't familiar with him would only think that this person was cold and unapproachable.

But that's exactly what happened.

Gu Zhun saw connivance in his eyes, and the situation he tried so hard to avoid was happening.

Look away, "Let's go." ”

Liu Qinghe, who finished taking the photo, was satisfied, took out a lollipop from his pocket and put it in his mouth, and then followed Gu Zhun who was driving an electric wheelchair to go out.

Gu Zhun sighed, "Don't eat in the bathroom." ”