"Is it better?" He asked warmly, and the strength of his hand changed with the degree of her frown wrinkling.

Ding Yiyi looked down at the ground and suddenly said, "My appearance has changed. Don't you think I'm facing a dummy?"

Touching the wound on her forehead with a gesture, She gripped her head again in pain through an aggravating kneading.

Ye Nianmo bent down and looked down at her. "When you were Ding Yu, I was very painful. On the one hand, I felt that I would be loyal to Ding Yiyi. I did not believe that my feelings would be easily shaken by a woman who had only...