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Chapter 382 Is This Person Really Me?

She raised her right foot and subconsciously stepped on her left foot, panic was written in her big eyes, "Brother Ah Li, why are you looking at me like this? Am I uglier than before?"

She knew very well in her heart that the big move she made in Snake Valley was powerful, but it was somewhat hurtful.

She is physically weak and stunted. The six-year-old girl looks as thin as a four-year-old, with thin cheeks and slightly yellow hair. She was so unattractive before, but now she has hurt her body. When the nine-day deadline is met, she is forcibly transformed into an adult. Under various conditions, is she now more ugly and abstract?
She was so nervous that she didn't even dare to breathe hard, turned around and ran to the dressing table in the room.

She had to see what she had become now!
Seeing Meow Shiqi turned and ran away with an uneasy expression on his face, Murongli recovered from his surprise.

He laughed.

This little girl, she really, really values ​​her own appearance!

He stood up and walked towards Miao Shiqi, seeing that she was staring blankly at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but gently covered her hair with his fingers, bent down to look at the mirror with her, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, Are you also beautiful by yourself, huh?"

Meow Seventeen didn't answer him.

She is indeed in a state of shock right now.

She stared blankly at the little girl in the mirror who was very familiar but seemed a little strange.

In her memory, that face should be sickly and dull yellow, but at this moment, the cheeks were white and healthy red, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to poke, and felt that the cheeks were as tender as eggs that had just been peeled.

In her memory, the lips were light pink and a little pale, but at this moment, the lips were not dyed but vermilion, as if they had just eaten a good hawthorn fruit, the red juice dyed the lips very beautifully .

In her memory, her hair was slightly curly and unhealthy yellowish, but at this moment, the hair was black from root to tip, and each strand was soft and shiny. It looks like fine silk and makes people want to touch it.

She slowly raised her hand in disbelief.

Originally, the wrist was skinny, and the combined wrists of both hands were not as thick as Murongli's wrist. There was no flesh on the wrist, only a thin layer of skin covered it, and blue blood vessels protruded.

But at this moment, although the wrist is still not fat, at least there is a little flesh under the skin, and the blood vessels are no longer protruding like earthworms.

Although it is still not as good as other people's well-maintained beauty, but compared to the self a few days ago, it has been completely reborn.

She looked at herself in the mirror, then looked back blankly, and looked down at her real hand.

She was nervous, afraid that the beautiful picture in the mirror was just her own imagination, afraid that her real self would still be as thin and ugly as before.

Her gaze finally fell on her wrist, which was exactly the same as what she saw in the mirror, not her illusion.

She was stunned, still in disbelief, and subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face.

The little girl in the mirror did exactly the same thing.

She touched her cheek, and the little girl in the mirror was touching her cheek too, she touched her eyes, and the little girl in the mirror was touching her eyes too—

"So, it's really me? Am I really not dreaming?"

She opened her mouth with difficulty, looked at herself in the mirror foolishly, and made a difficult voice.

(End of this chapter)