When Lyra Du saw Du Hehua pointing at the thin wound on his forehead that was scratched by some leaf, the corners of his mouth twitched. Is this called an illness?
At this moment, Lyra Du felt that her cousin was even more pretentious than the original owner, but the original owner was pretentious on the surface, while this cousin was pretentious in her heart.
"No need to look at it, it will be fine in a few days." Lyra Du withdrew his gaze expressionlessly and said lightly.
"Why don't you look at it? Lyra Du, if I were to be disfigured..."
Disfigurement?
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