Staring into Juhua's eyes, clear as two tranquil pools, Qin Feng was dazzled by her smile. Her composure was infectious, and he let out a soft breath. He held the small dish in one hand and, with the other, focused on dabbing the medicinal paste onto Juhua's face with a bamboo stick.
At that moment, Zheng Changhe and Yang Family stood silently to the side, holding their breath. Four eyes stared unblinkingly at Qin Feng's hand as it applied the paste, following its every move across Juhua's face—up, down, left, and right!
After applying the paste to a small area, Qin Feng paused and asked gently, "Is it uncomfortable at all?"
Juhua opened her eyes, looked at him, and replied softly, "It's fine. It feels cool and refreshing, very soothing!"
Qin Feng nodded and continued applying the paste to her face.
After a little while, he finally stopped. "Alright!"
