After talking about this matter, Shujun found it quite amusing as he looked at his little wife owner. No, now the wife owner is more than one size larger. That burly physique is almost catching up with Laosi Haoming, almost able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the strongest Haoming.
"I'm quite curious, Xiao Hui, how did you turn yourself into this appearance?" His eyes were filled with tenderness and affection. Even though it was no longer a familiar face, he knew that inside the shell was the soul he dearly loved.
Dong Huiying was very frank, "Not good-looking?"
Please refer to the recent complaint of the 'cow dung' made by the Master of Branched Wang!
Dong Huiying reached behind her neck with both hands, unbuttoned a button, and took off the wig.
Because she had worn the wig for so long, the short hair hidden underneath was flattened and somewhat damp.
This appearance was somewhat funny, yet a bit cute.
