Outside, the men also washed their faces, sat in their chairs and rested, just waiting for dinner.
At this time, Evelyn rushed out from the back room, “Finn Ashton, you two are coming over, licking the good things I have.”
“What good thing?” Ashton jumped up from the chair and went straight to the wife.
“Fruit cream.” Evelyn spoke, has quickly opened the bottle, picked it with a little finger, and wiped it on Li’s face.
“Ah.” Ashton did not prevent the sticky things from sticking to his face. The instinctive hand would wipe, and Evelyn was busy holding him.
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