What a vulgar man!
"Got it." Bai Qi stroke her hair from her cheeks. She pouted her red lips and said tenderly, "It's just a joke. Why are you so serious?"
She pretended to be relaxed, but Zhou Yao knew that she was not joking. She still did not believe him.
He pinched her chin with two fingers. "What do I have to do for you to believe me? Tell me, Hmm?"
The man was really anxious. His eyes were no longer as calm as before, looking like he was panicking. Bai Qi suddenly felt a pain in her heart. She slowly reached out her small hand to touch his handsome face.
Zhou Yao's eyes darkened. He held her small hand tightly, afraid that she would leave again.
"Zhou Yao, is this face... ugly? Am I... never going to be able to change it back..." Bai Qi's eyes were filled with deep sorrow.
