Don't...
As if awakening the body's most instinctive memories, when she unconsciously uttered these two words, the hand that Lu Zhanbei had gently placed on her face had already unconsciously tightened its grip.
Lu Zhanbei's expression changed, and so Gu Qianqian became even more embarrassed and awkward...
The hand covering her face also clenched even tighter. However, even though she refused to let go, Lu Zhanbei still noticed something was off from the skin exposed between her fingers.
Thus, with a chilling tone in his eyes: "If you don't want to ruin your face, then just keep holding it like that."
Gu Qianqian: "..."
What do you mean?
Ruin my face?
In a stupefied state, Lu Zhanbei quickly pulled down her hand that was still tightly covering her face, and then…
"Are you having an allergic reaction? Why are there so many red bumps?"
"What? I have red bumps on my face?"
