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Chapter 7 Full marks for appearance(2/2)

It's the first time I've seen a male god, how could it be so embarrassing?

She roared in her heart, wishing she could impose an invisibility technique on herself.

"It's fine."

Jiang Can pondered for a while and turned around.

Although this woman is pretty, he has seen many beautiful women who take the initiative to chat with her these days. Since the other party is fine, he should leave quickly to avoid unnecessary trouble.

He has encountered a lot of similar troubles these days.

Song Qiyue lowered her head, pinched the corner of her clothes, and carefully considered what expression she used to face this super male god she met by chance.

"Sister Chen said I look good when I smile."

"But wouldn't it be silly to laugh when you laugh like this just now?"

"Will it make him feel that I am a person not easy to contact?"

"Or pull the collar a little bit?"

...

She thought for a long time and finally prepared to face the other person with a reserved but friendly smile. When she raised her head, she saw that it was empty.

Song Qiyue was stunned!

Disappointment filled her heart.

"I'm broken."

With a picture of crying, Song Qiyue posted a post on her Moments in a heavy mood.

...

After walking out of the alley, Jiang Can trotted back home.

After taking a shower, he stood in front of the mirror, wiping his hair while admiring the familiar handsome face.

"Is this the perfect appearance? It doesn't seem to be much different from before."

"Not handsome, shining..."

He put his head closer, thinking about the difference of maybe 1 point, on the skin that became more delicate.

He tried to compare his face with the previous one. Except for the corners of his eyes, nose and other few places that were slightly tidied, the biggest change was reflected in the white jade-like skin.

Not just the face.

His whole person seemed to be covered with a natural filter, but it seemed particularly natural.

Jiang Can admired it silently for a moment.

"It's a pity that my face cannot be eaten as a meal." He wiped his hair dry and returned to the living room.

The sofa had been sold by him, and there was only a lonely swivel chair that had been picked up from the salted fish.

He raised his legs and concentrated his energy a little, and the attribute box appeared again in front of him.
Chapter completed!
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