After washing her face, Feng Jiu raised her head and was stunned for a moment. She looked at the familiar bearded face and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Uncle?"
"Uncle?" Xuanyuan Mo Ze's face darkened, then he tore off his beard and asked: "Do I look very old?"
"Hahahahaha!" Feng Jiu couldn't help but laugh as she looked at his affected expression. She managed to hold back her laughter and she said: "Actually, you don't look old, you look just right. In fact, I prefer the uncle look to the pretty boy face!"
Xuanyuan Mo Ze's expression softened upon hearing this, and he said: "I don't need to disguise my appearance, I will just stick the beard on to cover my face. If you just change your face a little to look like this…"
