He has always been a person with a strong sense of boundaries. Even Xu Anran, who he trusts the most, is a little uncomfortable when he occasionally touches his face or hair, so naturally he doesn't like these female caregivers to take care of him.

"Is there any? Why do I think you like me and touch you very much? Be good... touch the hair."

Chu Zhixin smiled with a prank, rubbing the man's hair, pinching his cheeks, and enjoying the excitement of dancing on the tiger's grave.

She thought a man would burst out unbearably, but she heard him lukewarmly, "It's strange, except you."

“…”

"So, if someone has to take care of me personally, it must be you."

“???”

"Why, you don't want to?"

"No, I'm just curious, have you remembered something?"

Chu Zhixin could clearly feel that Sheng Tingye was getting closer and closer to her, so close that she had to wonder if he remembered her.

Otherwise, why would she be that special?

"What should I remember?"

Sheng Tingye did not answer the question.

Chu Zhixin was silent for a few seconds, then smiled with a self-deprecating smile, "Then I would rather you not remember, I am not a good person."

Sheng Tingye did not continue to ask the bottom of this topic. He knew that even if he wanted to know, Chu Zhixin would not tell him.

Some answers need to be found by themselves, but whether they are good or bad, they also need to be judged by themselves.

"Shake me a beard."

Sheng Tingye suddenly asked.

He is a person who has high requirements for his image. He is always clean and refreshing. He will never allow himself to be unshaven and unkempt.

But these days, he has been particularly decadent, his face is not washed and his beard is not shaved, like an artist who has lost interest in life.

The moment he heard Chu Zhixin's voice, he felt that this world was quite interesting and worth his continued exploration.

"Shake, shave?"

Chu Zhixin scratched her hair, a little embarrassed.

I feel ashamed that I have grown up so old, going up mountains, going down seas, playing martial arts schools, and even carrying ak47. I am a pure man in spirit, but I have never shaved my beard or helped a man shaved my beard.

"inconvenient?"

Sheng Tingye faced Chu Zhixin's direction. Although he couldn't see her, he could feel that she seemed a little embarrassed.

"It's not that it's inconvenient, but... I don't know how to shave, I'm afraid I can't shave well."

"It's okay, no matter what you shave, I accept it."

"Hahaha, really, this is what you said!"

Chuzhixin flies rubbed their hands and smiled secretly.

She found a razor from the bathroom, which was the most primitive blade type.

"Come on, I'm ready."

The first heart raised the blade and was eager to try.

"Come on, I'm ready, too."

The man closed his eyes and waited for the woman's actions, and he was very tragic to be brave enough to be executed.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Chapter completed!