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... ice.

In the foggy bathroom.

Soap created lather, cleaning every pore thoroughly.

The sharp razor glided around the corner of the mouth, tipping the last bit of stubble into the trash can.

The superfluous hair at the temples was removed, leaving a refreshed feeling.

Bi Fang lifted his head from the basin, excess water flowing down, dripping off his jaw and rippling the surface; he relaxed completely as he placed a warm towel on his face.

"Shhh~"

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