The first anniversary, the second anniversary...
I wish for every anniversary, he could be by my side.
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Xiyan lay inside the tent and felt the damp sensation on her feet. Embarrassed, she said softly, "Give it to me, I'll wash it myself."
"Lie still," Ou Jue commanded without even looking up as he continued washing the sand off her feet with a bottle of mineral water.
Earlier, when she went to grab the gift, she had run out barefoot. When she came back, the soles of her feet were covered in sand from the beach.
And now, this young man, so untouchable in the eyes of others, was carefully rinsing her feet with a bottle of mineral water.
Xiyan felt a hint of bashfulness in her heart, but even more, she felt sweetness blooming inside her.
However...
Perhaps it was because of the privacy of this spot, but even though Ou Jue was solely focused and silently washing her feet,
his gaze lingering on that part of her made her feel inexplicably restless, tingling all over.
