Qin Xue sat in the room looking at herself in the mirror, this face is really beautiful, but it always feels like something is missing?
Qin Xue reached out to touch this face, at times like this she always feels this face is a bit unreal in its beauty.
Looking at the person in the mirror, she thought for a moment, pulled her clothes down, revealing the petal mark below her collarbone, reaching out to stroke it, as if it were real, it's really strange.
No matter how strange it is, she can't possibly say, go and ask others, can she? This obviously grew naturally on her body, but isn't this mark too rare?
Qin Xue couldn't figure it out, so she didn't say much more, instead, she thought about how to solve the current mystery.
No matter how much she tries to solve it, there is no way, because with such a result, she really has no clue.
Xue Ling can't come out from inside, nor can she contact Qin Xue, it's so anxious it could die.
