A moment later, Qin Che returned with two towels.

Moisture clung to his fingertips, condensing into tiny spots of light in the sunlight streaming through the cabin window.

He knelt in front of the chair, looking you in the eye. He folded the towel in his palm again and then held it firmly.

"look up."

Qin Che's voice was deep and filled with an irresistible doting affection.

You obediently tilt your head back, and immediately feel a warm, gentle touch on your cheek.

He gently lifted your chin with one hand, and the warm fabric started from your forehead, slowly sliding down along the curve of your brow bone, avoiding the small bandage you had on your wound, and gently wiping away the dirt on your cheek.

His focused gaze cast a fan-shaped shadow under his eyes as his eyelashes fell softly on your neck.

family! Who knows?

As meticulous as he is, he didn't even bother to clean his face first.

Your handiwork is still visible on those chiseled cheeks.

It resembles battle damage, but it's not so badly damaged that it's heartbreaking.

It was dirty just the right amount.

Qin Che is absolutely amazing! He's got great taste!!!

You scream silently inside, but on the surface you still pretend to be calm.

As the towel brushed against his cheekbone, he slowly flipped it over and gently wiped several stubborn marks repeatedly.

When he got to his ears, he seemed to slow down his movements on purpose, wiping them in circles, making you want to reach out and grab the towel.

Qin Che swiftly dodged, pressing your hand onto the armrest of the seat with one hand, while continuing the same action with the towel in his other hand: "Behave yourself."

"Qin Che, are you doing this on purpose? It's so itchy~~" You whimpered and tried to resist, but you were so captivated by his domineering tone that you lost all sense of direction.

The warm touch spread from my earlobe to my neck. He suddenly leaned in, bit a corner of the towel with his teeth, unfolded the towel completely, and pressed it against the skin of my neck.

“Lift your head up a little more, it’s sweaty and dusty, it’s not easy to wipe it off.”

He frees one hand and brushes the hair stuck to your neck with sweat.

This sudden action made you gasp for breath and unconsciously swallow.

He continued wiping as if nothing was wrong, his breath brushing against your cheek, causing a tingling sensation.

After confirming that the stains on his neck had been completely cleaned, he put down the towel and put on another clean one.

Continue wiping your face again, starting along your chin.

The last towel landed on your lips, and Qin Che stopped wiping them at that moment.

"That's enough." A hint of amusement lingered in his eyes as he asked, feigning ignorance, "What are you thinking about?"

"I miss my husband so much. He's so gentle and handsome. I want to kiss him to death." You blinked your big eyes twice, your face full of sincerity.

You said it, and you intend to do it.

Just as you leaned forward, Qin Che used a fairly clean towel to cover your drooling red lips.

"Qin Che! You actually rejected me!" You immediately switched to a wronged expression and accused him.

"Can't we wait a little longer?" Qin Che smiled helplessly.

"No! I'm in a hurry! I'm so anxious! I don't want to wait, I can't wait even a moment longer." You took two steps forward and forced him onto another seat.

"Boss, boss, the car issue is resolved. Oh, and we packed some pizza, do you want some...? Sorry, I didn't see anything, you guys continue..."

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