Blackwood Fu's eardrum vibrated.
He lowered his head almost immediately.
He wasn't wrong.
A little girl indeed.
Her face was small and soft, with baby fat still on her cheeks. It was plump and hung on her face, like a freshly formed pudding. If you poked it with your finger, it would sink a little, but it would bounce back as soon as you took your hand away. Her skin was even whiter and tenderer, with a hint of pink, and no flaws. Her eyes were round and big, with deep double eyelids and long, curled eyelashes, like a small fan, unable to cover her dark pupils.
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