"I know it's nonsense." Zi Yan turned her gaze back, gave Zhang Han a light look, pursed her lower lip, and said: "I feel now that my skin is not as good as it was a few years ago."

"Very good." Zhang Han shook his head again and again, and said, "You are as beautiful as you were a few years ago, but now you are more mature and sexier."

While speaking, Zhang Han's gaze inadvertently drifted over the plump place of Zi Yan's predecessor.