Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 837 - 836: Drooling, Quick Wipe It Off

The voice belonged to a young man, definitely not so old grandpa.

It sounded like he was only in his early thirties at most.

Chu Qianli watched him, quickly walked up to him, squatted down, and stared at his face.

Feng Dingchu wanted to laugh, "What are you thinking..."

But before he could finish, Chu Qianli made her move!

Had her action not been entirely nonthreatening, Feng Dingchu would have stopped her.

However, she had just awakened from a frenzy, and if she weren’t careful and was injured by his Inner Strength, it would result in serious injury.

During that split second of hesitation, Chu Qianli’s hand had grabbed onto his white hair and gently tugged.

A wig had been lifted off.

Feng Dingchu was taken aback.

What was even more unexpected was that the young girl actually tried to pull at his beard.

"Don’t... wait, the beard is real, it’s a real beard!"

Ouch!

Was she trying to give him a hair removal treatnt!

Chu Qianli was stunned as she looked at a few strands of dyed beard that she had pulled out, feeling quite embarrassed.

"Is it real?"

"Yes, it’s real!"

Their eyes t and the atmosphere beca sowhat uneasy.

Feng Dingchu coughed lightly and pointed to a rock nearby, "Little guy, take a seat first, the food will be ready soon."

"Don’t mind , I was just... really curious."

With a flick of her wrist, Chu Qianli suddenly had a razor in her hand.

"What is this?" He had never seen such a strange little device, it looked sharp but was essentially harmless.

"Have you not grood your beard in a long ti? Shall I shave it for you?"

"No, thank you."

"I want to shave it." It was a fixation – she couldn’t explain why herself.

Perhaps it was because the old man’s voice was just too pleasant, and she was just too curious about what he actually looked like.

Really, really curious.

So curious that if she didn’t get a clear look at his face, curiosity would gnaw at her from the inside out.

Chu Qianli had never been so impolite to anyone before.

This was definitely a first.

Maybe she hadn’t fully recovered from her frenzy, otherwise, how could she be so overbearing?

"Girl..."

"It’ll just be a quick shave, really quick, I promise."

"But there’s no need..."

"I could cook for you." She moved closer. "Whatever you’re eating must be terrible. Have you not had a good al in a while? Shall I cook sothing good for you?"

"That’s not..."

"Don’t move! The razor is sharp, it could hurt you."

"That’s..."

"Stay still!"

...Feng Dingchu wondered if his mind had gone bad, otherwise, how could he allow a young girl he had just t to be so rude to him?

And to fool around with his face?

However, that so-called razor she held, seed... quite useful?

Sharp and efficient, much better than a short knife.

He found he wanted it...

"Are you done?" He could clearly feel his beard disappearing rapidly, yet the girl was still gazing intently at his face.

Feng Dingchu gently tapped her forehead, "If you’re done, move aside."

With a flick of his finger, the razor in Chu Qianli’s hand fell into his own.

Feng Dingchu studied it carefully.

The craftsmanship was exquisite, and he had no idea how it had been made.

Had he been out of touch for so long that he didn’t know the world had beco filled with so many unusual new things?

"Kid, where did you buy this?"

Feng Dingchu looked up at her, "Little kid?"

But Chu Qianli was just staring at his face, seemingly lost in thought for a long while.

Finally, he reminded her, "You’re drooling, better wipe it off."