An Ruoxue took a secret, deep breath, her right hand holding the tissue trembling slightly. After struggling to compose herself, she carefully unfolded the tissue and cautiously reached out to wipe Rong Che's face.
An Ruoxue's slender, graceful fingers first wiped his right cheek, then his eyes, nose, mouth, eyelashes, eyebrows, and forehead...
She wiped him with extreme care and gentleness. Even though the wet wipe was cool to the touch, An Ruoxue felt as though her fingertips beneath it were burning slightly, and her heart skipped a beat—or eight.
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