The Magic Eye Little

A clean hand, holding a damp cloth, wiped away the Arabic numerals on the board. The hand was delicate and refined, with a thick palm that suggested good fortune. Its five fingers were white and tender like young bamboo shoots, their tips sharp and pointed like spring shoots carved from jade. The nails were trimmed neatly and shone with a polished sheen, rounded and cute in their rosy hue.,It's rare to have a holiday, and the street is crowded.,She had a particular fondness for jade, so she deliberately spent more time browsing the jade artifacts. When her finger touched something, her entire arm felt like it was burning. Startled, her heart pounded wildly out of control. She quickly retracted her hand without leaving a trace.。