By the artificial lake, the scene was tranquil and serene.
Ye Feng sat on the grass, leaning against a small tree, while Chouchou lay on the grass, her head resting on Ye Feng's thigh.
Ye Feng's palm continuously swept over Chouchou's face, and with each inch, a trace of invisible energy merged into Chouchou's features.
Chouchou, with her eyes closed, felt the warmth on her face; there was a hint of shyness in her blush, but more than that, it was happiness and infatuation.
"Chouchou, just a few more massages, and I will be able to heal your face with acupuncture! As for the birthmarks on your body, those will be healed slowly over time!"
Ye Feng gently pinched Chouchou's cheek and said with a smile.
When Chouchou heard this, she slowly opened her eyes, "Ye Feng, I know my condition; it's okay even if it can't be healed! As long as I can be happy together with you like this, I am content!"