I bent down and carefully picked up the mirror, turning it over and over to look at it.
Liubo pattern? This pattern looks so familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere...
Suddenly, the mirror standing quietly next to the desk came into sight! I suddenly felt like meeting an old friend in a foreign land, and the rain after a drought!
Pointing my toes, I rushed to the mirror at a speed comparable to that of a rocket, and compared it seriously.
Exactly the same! The mirror that fell out of Sima Yang's sleeve is exactly the same as the floor-length mirror sent from grandma's house! It seems that the twins are just one highly malnourished, Han! [
As I approached, the floor-to-ceiling mirror emitted a faint white light!
Look carefully, the light has disappeared!
Is it my imagination?
"What are you looking at?" Sima Yang's clear voice sounded behind him.
I turned my head and saw Sima Yang's dark and bright eyebrows shining with velvet luster, curved like a bow, and under the long and curled eyelashes, a pair of orange eyes as clear as crystal...
Oh my god, how could there be such a handsome person? He is simply a mobile "girl instant killer"!
I swallowed my saliva unconsciously and stared at his orange eyes like clouds in the sky...
Before I could come to my senses, Sima Yang took away the small mirror in my hand, turned it over and over to study it like a roast suckling pig, and murmured to himself: "Your mirror is with me at the city gate.