Yu Xia also followed Lin Mengyao's gaze to look at herself in the mirror. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes as gentle as autumn waters, her nose was straight with a slightly fleshy feel, and her mouth was a pretty rhomboid shape, but looked somewhat pale making her seem as if she lacked vitality.
The sleeveless white dress exposed her slender arms and delicate calves. The waist was cut out, making it appear especially thin, but the dress seemed a bit large on her, the waist area was loose making her look extremely slender, as if a gust of wind could blow her away, which only made her look even more beautiful.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Lin Mengyao tidied Yu Xia's hair with a loving gaze, and asked softly.
"Is the person in there really me?" Yu Xia asked dazedly, even reaching out to touch the woman in the mirror.
