Eliza, the Queen of All the Men

"As much as I hate to admit it, you're right." Eliza let go of her hand and looked at the print of her finger on Jocelyn's cheek. She rubbed her nose guiltily.

But then Eliza's eyes lit up. She placed her hands on Jocelyn's face and squeezed it into all kinds of shapes. There was envy in her voice.

"Why is your skin as tender as a baby's? I can see red marks on it whenever I touch it. I'm so envious."

"What kind of skincare products did you use? Tell me quickly, I want to become like you!"

Eliza pretended to be fierce and bared her teeth, threatening Jocelyn with a fiendish look. Not only was Jocelyn not afraid, but she also smiled until her eyes curved.

Jocelyn removed Eliza's hand from her face and explained, "I don't have any expensive skincare products. What I use every day is baby cream."