The person in the mirror was pale, and had lost a lot of weight. The heroic spirit from before was gone, replaced with a sense of vulnerability.
"So, this is also a version of me, Xu Jing." Xu Jing let out a bitter laugh, opened the door, and walked out.
Liang Qiu was pacing nervously, afraid that the clothes he bought might not fit. Hearing the door open, he turned around quickly, and was stunned!
It was like seeing Hua Mulan change back into women's clothing, that kind of visual shock made Liang Qiu doubt his own eyes.
He raised his hand to rub his eyes.
Xu Jing didn't initially feel anything, but Liang Qiu's amazed gaze made her feel uncomfortable. She shyly stood at the bathroom door: "Do I look strange?"
"No, no, not strange. Very… beautiful!" Liang Qiu praised.
Xu Jing blushed sheepishly: "Actually, I rarely wear skirts. This is the first time I'm wearing one like this."
"It really suits you." Liang Qiu couldn't help but keep staring at Xu Jing.
