Two hours later, Doctor Xiao cleaned up his tools and turned to look at Ye Que, who was reading the newspaper beside him, signaling to him, "Hey, take a look at the flower planted on your wife's head, isn't it beautiful?"
At the sound, Ye Que put down the newspaper in his hands and turned his head to look at Chi Zaozao.
"..."
For a moment, Ye Que was truly struck with awe. Not to mention Xiao Mo's skillful hands that achieved a 3D effect, but also the delicate and exquisite little face of the young girl.
She was so beautiful that she was almost ethereal.
She was like a fairy that had just bloomed in the valley, irresistibly enticing.
Just one casual glance was like falling into the thrall of poppies, hard to extricate from.
He stood up and stepped towards Chi Zaozao, staring deeply at her with an unchanged expression and a stern look in his eyes, making it impossible to guess his thoughts or understand his intentions.
