Qinghu bent over with laughter at the sight of the two people's looks, not caring about anything else.

No matter how beautiful they were, their beauty could not be seen from such dresses.

"What are you laughing at? You're just as ugly as me!"

Lin Mengya rolled her eyes at him, and the large, dark mole near her lips was very conspicuous.

"Yes, yes, yes. We are all so ugly now. Well, let's go on our way."

Time was limited, ...