Finn Ye pondered in front of the mirror for more than two quarters of an hour.
He was not a young lady who loved beauty, and he always felt awkward about looking at himself in the mirror. But now he stood in front of the bronze mirror without moving or even blinking.
He was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but his hair was messy like a grass nest dug by a cat or dog. However, Finn Ye was not very well behaved when he slept, which was nothing to say, except...
His lips were too red, and the corners of his mouth were broken and looked a little swollen.
As a veteran who had been through many flowers without getting hurt, Finn Ye had been in and out of brothels and pleasure boats countless times. Although most of the time it was just for show, he had seen pigs run even though he had never eaten pork. Seeing this description, Finn Ye was not stupid enough to just think that he was bitten by a mosquito.
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