Anzawa's eyes were deep and burning, and he stared at his face in such a stunned way that at that moment, Melo seemed to feel the temperature on her cheeks rising instantly.

"An Shao... What are you looking at? Is there anything on my face? Subconsciously, Melo reached out and touched her cheek gently.

Anzawa looked back and slowly took the fork in her hand. Her deep eyes still fell on her white face and never recovered.

Melo was stared at by Anzawa in some surprise, and felt very uncomfortable. Since he woke up, I don't know why, but I always felt that he was different from before.

Meilu was...