712 I Hate the Good-Looks Club (3)

Shen Yanxiao had no idea when she aroused from her deep sleep, the skies were already slightly bright. She propped up her aching body and sat up, her head started throbbing. She tried to rub her throbbing temples but when her fingers ran through her hair, a trace of coolness could be felt before a wisp of her hair fell onto her chest.

"…" Shen Yanxiao stared at the hair on her chest and gasped.

She suddenly stood up and rushed to the nearby dresser barefooted.

With her hand tightly grabbing onto the copper mirror, she looked at the reflection in the mirror.

The girl in the mirror had the exact same facial features as her. Her eyes, mouth and nose looked normal, but…

Why the heck did she have a head full of silver hair!!

Shen Yanxiao was dumbstruck. She grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled to her eyes. The silver hair had a beautiful luster, similar to smooth, silky silver threads.