Until Qi Ye stagnated and turned around, some hesitantly reached out to see her face.

"You-" was shocked to retreat, but Qi Ye held his hand and Gu Qianmeng questioned him, "What are you doing? Or do I even have dirty things on my face? Should not there be? I washed my face before --"

"Does it hurt?" He did not expect Mrs. Qi to appear. Even in his mind, his ever elegant mother would reach out and hit her.

"My skin is thick, it's all right!"

"It's really all right. You can take it away." Gu Qianmeng dropped his head.

Qi Ye promised, "Next time, I won't let this...