"Such a beautiful face, how could no one like it?" Qiao Xiaren suddenly let out a few exaggerated and bizarre laughs, causing everyone present to feel a chill run down their spines. Xiaren suddenly twirled in front of the large mirror, appearing to be pinching something in her hand!
Allen immediately discerned, Qiao Xiaren was pinching a skirt hem that simply didn't exist!
Her entranced and exaggerated expression reflected in the mirror was extremely strange and neurotic, and coupled with her movements, surprisingly gave off a spontaneously comical vibe.
After a few spins, Xiaren's expression suddenly became bewildered, and she looked blankly at everyone as if she had forgotten what she was doing.
After a few seconds, Qiao Xiaren suddenly raised her head, her expression dull, muttering to herself: "I'm Chang'e, the fairy on the moon, the most beautiful fairy in the sky! Yes, yes, yes, I'm Chang'e!"