Don't Go to the Hotel with Her

The tattooed scar at the corner of her right eye was decorated with a few petals. Her entire person was like a blooming white rose, elegant and refined.

The tattooed scar that was used to remind her was covered by the order of the man just like that. She was no longer incomplete, and was instead unbearably beautiful.

There was a silk scarf wrapped around her arm, giving off an oppressive immortal aura.

Tong Yingying couldn't believe that this was herself. She wanted to walk down to the mirror, but was stopped by the man behind her.

"Don't move!"

She was standing right behind him, taller than him by a head. Tong Xin could see clearly from the mirror that the man was holding a diamond in his hand. Her neck was not fit yet, and he had already picked it out. Bring it to her!