However, Bai Qingqing, whose heart had risen to her throat, wasn't in the mood to admire that.
Could it be that the liquid had melted off her face?
"What's the matter?" Bai Qingqing tried to shrink in her chin as she asked, feigning calmness.
Alva simply stared at her and didn't reply to her question. He reached out with his other hand and covered the purple birthmark on Bai Qingqing's left face.
Bai Qingqing's heart rate escalated. She turned her head and attempted to dodge from it, but he cupped his hands around her head again.
"I suddenly realized that your facial features aren't too bad-looking."
Alva said in astonishment, a weird glow in his eyes. "If those birthmarks weren't there, you would probably be very pretty."
It was just that these two birthmarks were too eye-catching, making it hard for others to notice her facial features. Even looking at this carefully was a little glaring for Alva.
