C162 See the pain that cannot be eaten

Ignoring Xuan Ye's serious and worried expression, Mo Bao took out a small mirror, carefully looked at the rose on her forehead, and sighed with emotion: "Actually you're right, this rose mark is really pretty good, it's much more lifelike than a tattoo."

Just like that? Xuan Ye bit onto the pot. He knew that Xiao Bao must be feeling really uncomfortable, but he didn't want him to worry about it