Ruan Jiaojiao gazed at the eyes half-hidden by the hair she had just trimmed. Even shielded, they still betrayed a deep sense of doting and concern.
She had once told him she loved his eyes because they were always brimming with affection. One look, and you would be lost in them.
"Fu Zhinian, will you die before me?" Ruan Jiaojiao asked.
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