It was still foggy in the bathroom, and the mirror was shrouded in a foggy layer too. Bai Qingqing wiped the mirror with her hand and looked at her face, which still looked youthful, then went into a daze. Everything that had happened in the beastmen world felt like a dream.
Thankfully, she still had her mates' spousal marks. This made Bai Qingqing slightly at ease. Her gaze then moved to her left chest.
The leopard tattoo on her left chest didn't look as spirited as usual. It lowered its head, appearing a little dejected. She had no idea if it was because of the strong fog, but the tattoo's color also looked a lot lighter than usual.
Bai Qingqing was given a fright and quickly turned her head to look at the tiger tattoo on her right arm.
