Ning Ri seemed mesmerized by the reflection in the mirror for a few seconds.
Oh no. Growing up to be this handsome, if I'm not careful I might become a scumbag male who deceives others with love.
"Does the Shop Owner sell a mask to cover this face?" Ning Ri asked with a serious expression.
Too handsome could cause me trouble.
"Huh...? No...? Young master, you could have one made by a craftsman—" The Shop Owner was a bit surprised.
"I'm just kidding."
He finally set the mirror aside.
At this moment, Ning Ri was already extremely self-admiring.
The face in the mirror was masculine enough, yet as beautifully sculpted as a gem.
He feared that if he wore a wig and applied some makeup, people wouldn't recognize him as male.
If someone married me, they would wake up happy even in their dreams.
But wait... Why do I want to marry myself?
Ning Ri shook his head.
