Ding Yuehua looked at Shu Yu's hand in amazement. They were the same person, so how could there be such a huge difference?
Her forehead was still bandaged, her willow-like eyebrows were curved, her eyes were slightly red, and her face was fair as if she had just recovered from a serious illness. But unfortunately...She looked so pitiful that people wanted to protect her.
Last time, it was a role to protect people, but this time, it was the complete opposite.
Ding Yuehua couldn't help but touch her face. It looked good. She had seen another side of herself.
Shu Yu was quite satisfied. "How is it?"
"Good, very good." The one who answered was not Ding Yuehua, but Daya, who was standing at the side.
This was the first time Daya had seen Shu Yu's makeup. She did not understand it in the past, nor could she imagine what her second sister was talking about. Now she knew that her sister's hands were too precious.
She wanted to learn.