After laughing silently, she reached out and took away the project list from his hand, and joked: "How could I forget that what you need is anti-aging services."
Li Jingchen was not angry, but cooperated: "Yes, then which step should I start with?"
"Let me shave your face first." Lu Wanwan said, bent down to open the tool box, took out a razor, and then took a men's facial cleanser and started to foam on his handsome face.
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During the process, Li Jingchen asked: "Do you still like the roses I gave you?"
Lu Wanwan was startled and said, "I'm sorry, I gave away all your flower baskets."
Li Jingchen's voice deepened: "Who did you give it to?"
Lu Wanwan said: "They all like the unmarried female employees of Fu's company."
Li Jingchen's expression was dark and he couldn't understand: "You are quite generous." He expressed his love like this.
Seeing his reluctance, Lu Wanwan said, "If you don't want me to give your gift to others, don't give it to me next time."
Li Jingchen looked up at her. Although her words were cold, her movements were very gentle. It can be seen that those rose baskets still opened her heart to some extent, right?
Lu Wanwan saw his face moving this way and that following her movements, and couldn't help but warn: "Don't move, I have a razor in my hand, be careful I'll cut your throat!"
Li Jingchen didn't move, but his eyes painted with thick ink were so affectionate that Lu Wanwan had nowhere to escape.
After realizing that her heartbeat was speeding up, Lu Wanwan quickly took a deep breath and focused on the work at hand, which gradually calmed her down.
Lu Wanwan knew what he was implying and immediately refused: "I won't provide it."
"What a pity." After a pause, Li Jingchen asked again: "Don't you even talk to the guests?"
Her original intention was to deal with him, but unexpectedly she accidentally revealed that she had not personally served guests for a long time. Li Jingchen couldn't help but said happily: "Then am I not special to you?"
Lu Wanwan snorted: "Yes, you are my ex-husband, you are indeed special."
Li Jingchen's face dropped, like a muffled thunder that was about to explode at any time.
If it were anyone else, she would have been scared to death by him, but Lu Wanwan was used to it. He wouldn't hurt her anyway if he exploded. She was so confident!
After rinsing the foam off his face with warm water, Li Jingchen's clean and handsome face came into her eyes.
For some reason, seeing him closing his eyes and enjoying himself, Lu Wanwan suddenly thought of Lan Qin, the psychiatrist who had been with Li Jingchen for six years when she was away.
Every time during psychotherapy, he must be like now, lying cooperatively under Lan Qin's eyes. What would they talk about? How many times did her name appear in their topics?
Thinking of Li Jingchen complaining about his depression to a woman who admired him, and even talking about his "dead wife", Lu Wanwan suddenly felt a little confused. This was a feeling she had never felt before.
It seemed that with Li Jingchen's fierce pursuit during this period, she began to covet that uniqueness again.
This is not a good sign.
She tried to calm down and said: "Then, let me apply an essence mask to you next?"
Li Jingchen said: "No need."
Lu Wanwan asked again: "How about using a face slimming device?"