Wu Chen stood in front of the mirror and observed his face.
Ah, it's hard for him to provide after-sales service. This bastard.
Two days ago, Wu Chen's boyfriend was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and reading a book. Wu Chen naturally put his head on his lap and lay on his side playing with his mobile phone.
"You have an acne." Zeng Xu put down the book in his hand, turned Wu Chen's face to look at him, "Let me squeeze it out for you."
Intention: sweet