The boy in the mirror was sixteen or seventeen years old, with handsome features and clear features, and fair skin that looked like it was wrapped in a layer of warm jade. The ends of the eyes are still a little red, and the color of the lips is a bit bright due to being bitten.
Sang Luo was shocked. Isn't this him? Growing up, I was always mistaken for a girl because of this appearance. Could it be that some kind of god directly tore open the interface barrier and threw himself into the world in this book? So am I a paper person now or am I real? As if to verify, his fingers climbed up to his cheek and pinched it hard.
"Hiss..." If there is pain, it is real.
Is it okay to read a book and become a rich young master after taking a nap?
I like this script!
Intention: Happiness is your own and must be in your own hands