C257 8th

Zhuo Yanbei smiled. He raised his hand to gently stroke her soft hair, then put his head down beside her face and said lightly: "No matter what you look like, it's all my Su Hao. Don't lose all your pride and confidence just because of a huge change."

Su Hao didn't say anything. Instead, she used all her strength to wrap her arms around his neck. "Hmm …"

"Lie down first