Something Forced Isn't Sweet

Huanhuan took out a mirror and placed it in front of Big Goody.

"Take a look. Doesn't it look good?"

Big Goody shook her head, and her two braids swayed with it. "Roar!"

Coincidentally, Xue Ling came downstairs and saw the mirror in Huanhuan's hand. His blood-red eyes immediately lit up. He asked with interest, "What is this?"

"It's called a mirror. It reflects things." Seeing that he liked it, Huanhuan handed him the mirror. "This is for you."

Xue Ling took the mirror and looked at his handsome face. He praised in satisfaction, "Not bad. It can clearly reflect my perfect face. It's much better than red crystals!"

Huanhuan: "…"

She really didn't know whether to complain about his narcissism or about how extravagant he was to use red crystals as mirrors!

Xue Ling glanced at her and asked with a faint smile, "This mirror should be very precious, right? I accepted such a precious gift. What should I give in return?"