You Have to Save Me!

Seeing this, Su Yang fixed his eyes on Zhuang Mengli in front of him.

Her right hand was gripping the cotton cord behind her ear, but she remained motionless, and there seemed to be a trace of hesitation in her eyes.

After waiting two or three seconds, Su Yang said blankly, "Are you playing around? Take it off already."

"I... Give me a moment. I'm not ready yet."

"What? Does this really need preparation? Don't tell me you've been wearing a mask since you were little?"

"Not really. Only for the past three months or so."

"Three... That's not a short time either. Ah, it's fine. Hurry up and take it off. Be open about it. There's nothing to be embarrassed about." Su Yang encouraged her.

"Huff~" Zhuang Mengli exhaled, then swallowed.

After hesitating for another two or three seconds, her hand finally moved.

Her right hand pulled the cotton cord and slowly moved forward. Watching this, Su Yang grew increasingly anxious.

He tilted his head, trying to get a better look. Just as he caught sight of a bit of her cheek, Zhuang Mengli steeled herself and yanked the mask off, facing Su Yang directly.

Their eyes met. Su Yang stood perfectly still, his eyes wide with shock.

He stared at Zhuang Mengli without blinking. There were small patches of gray-black markings on both sides of her cheeks. At first glance, they looked like birthmarks, but on closer inspection, they resembled some kind of pigmented rash.

But none of that was the main point. The most important thing was that even under these circumstances, he could still tell that Zhuang Mengli was extraordinarily beautiful.

And not just ordinarily beautiful—she was beautiful to an absurd degree.

Her face seemed to fall somewhere between oval and melon-seed shaped. She had a