His voice is like an ice spring, cold and flowing in the air: "you are still so light..."
He didn't say the last word, as if it would dirty his mouth. After another meal, he added coldly, "if so, it will be as you wish!" When the breeze blows, his people are gone!
In such a large dormitory, there is only Ning Xuemo lying alone on the bed.
Shit, that's it?!
Did he just say that she was "frivolous"?
Flirt with your sister!
I am carried around like a rag by you bastards. Is it my wish to touch me?!
I don't care about these bastards, but I become the frivolous one?!
What asshole logic?!
Ning Xuemo's anger also came up, just because the good mood of recovering this appearance disappeared.
She simply lifted the quilt off the bed, jumped barefoot to the ground, and ran to the dresser to have a look at her appearance.
The mirror here is not the ordinary copper mirror outside, but the mercury glass mirror used by modern people. It looks very clear.
What is shown in the mirror is a beautiful face like a flower, eyebrows like a distant mountain with Dai, eyes like autumn water with waves, lips like cherry blossom with Dan. It really can be called skin like jade snow and eyes like a picture. As like as two peas in her previous life.
She sighed with satisfaction, feeling that the anger in her heart seemed to dissipate.
She smiled at the mirror, and the girl in the mirror smiled at her.
The bright eyes squint like the curved moon, and the pale red lips turn up. She looks like a girl, but her smile is bright and innocent. She looks like a Laurie that people want to hold in their hands
She doesn't know how to comb the complicated hairstyles of this era, so she just spreads her long hair and trims it herself.
After a while, she has made a satisfied hairstyle for herself. She takes a picture in the mirror, which is what she likes.
When she looked at the wide robe, the white fabric and the simple and neat style, she could see that it was someone's style. But not her favorite style
She looked around and finally found several sets of women's clothes in a bedside table
Goose yellow, light pink, snow white, all kinds of styles. She picked out a set and compared it in front of the mirror. She thought it could be said. She was about to put it on, but she seemed to be hit by a mugstick when she bowed her head! His clothes fell to the ground.
Her feet! She used to be like a white jade crystal. She can make men crazy about her little feet. Now she is still like an old man's feet!
The skin is loose, there are pale brown age spots on the instep, the toes are like the garlic cloves, pale and weak
How How could this happen?!
Ning Xuemo's hands trembled, and she could not help bending over to pull up her broad trouser legs. The skin above her ankles was all young people's.
Only these feet! These little feet she used to be proud of! It's a total waste now!
Why? Why did she recover from the rest of her body, leaving her feet alone?!
He did it on purpose? Or is the treatment of these feet different?
Two questions rolled in her heart, and her hands and feet were all cold.
Take a breath, take another breath, she has stabilized her mind, no way, she wants to ask him!
She doesn't want such feet! Such feet make her look like a monster! She can't accept it!