C169 Storing up

The bronze mirror reflected the girl's peerless appearance, but it could not reveal the gentleness of a girl.

The woman sat on the stool. Her black hair was as smooth as silk and had yet to be tied up. She was wearing a long white dress, which looked clean and soft. It was almost the same color with her snow-white hands.

In the mirror, her makeup was half done, her red lips were like blood