"Uncle, I can do it myself." Lu Xingzhi wanted to take the silk from his hand, but Huo Jincheng stopped her.
"Don't move."
Lu Xingzhi dared not move.
After wiping Lu Xingzhi's face clean, Huo Jincheng let go of her, looking at her with complicated emotions in his eyes.
Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Lu Xingzhi tried to take the handkerchief from him, "Uncle, let me wash the handkerchief for you!"
"No need." Huo Jincheng did not give it to her.
"But, it's all dirty because of me."
"It's just a handkerchief, if it's dirty, I'll throw it away."
"My face really isn't dirty, it's a pity to throw it away." These thousands of little handkerchiefs, it'd be a shame to toss one. "But, you're rich, it's nothing to lose one. I've used it, so it's not appropriate for you to use it again."
