"Uncle, is that really you?"
An Qiao was obviously satisfied with her performance. He subconsciously wanted to touch his beard but touched an empty space instead. He was not used to it and coughed once.
"In order not to let the media say that we are beauty and the beast, I deliberately shaved off my precious beard of many years. How is it? I won't embarrass you, right?"
Lin Wanwan gave a big thumbs up and signaled a "like." "That's a lot of face you're giving!"
The years she and An Qiao had known each other were not few. This was the first time she realized that such a face was hidden under his big and rough beard.
Although he wasn't exceptionally handsome, he had refined features and was fair-skinned. He totally didn't look like a 35-year-old rugged man.
"Hahaha!"
Lin Wanwan smiled as well. "It's better if you keep a beard in the future."
"Why?"
