章 21: Twenty-one, the shoes I made for him_1

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He bowed his head, his expression serious and focused.

Gu Chen's profile was strikingly handsome, with disheveled hair, chiseled features, clearly defined contours, and an especially smooth jawline.

His tall nose was elegant and carried a subdued air of nobility.

Ji Pianran watched the man before her.

Her usually cool face actually started to redden slightly.

She had to admit, Gu Chen was indeed very handsome.

Otherwise, why would she have married him in the first place?

Gu Chen had cleaned her wound.

Then he gently pressed around the injury with the pad of his finger.

Checking the surrounding skin for any redness or swelling.

His fingertips were soft and warm, his movements delicate.

Ji Pianran only felt that every inch of skin he touched seemed to burn.

This kind of gesture should only occur between very intimate lovers, right?

Why was he being so close to her?

Realizing there was no swelling around the wound, Gu Chen finally let out a sigh of relief.