"Things are just like this, Mo Ge. Do you despise me as I am now? We must speed up our actions." Lis covered her face and wept.
Mo Ge looked at the woman before him. Her dry white hair, faded beauty, and withered body made her look like an old crone, genuinely turning his stomach.
Enduring the wave of revulsion in his heart, Mo Ge comforted her, "Of course not. My Sisi, in my heart, you are still the most beautiful—especially your blonde hair."
Chapter 20