Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 797: 787.Yan Dog Essence_1

The calls from the group were too enthusiastic, and Yanyan, sitting in the passenger seat, was excited too. In a moment of boldness, she silently turned on the front camera and lifted her phone higher, at a slight angle to the rear.

A soundless snap.

Lun Chuan turned his head, lifted his eyelids slightly, and looked forward with a clear and piercing gaze.

Yanyan’s face turned red once again.

Luckily, after a while, since he hadn’t said anything, Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief. Then she looked down at the photo on her phone and was taken aback.

In the lens, Lun Chuan seemed to be looking out the car window, capturing a part of his profile. The white N95 mask concealed most of his face but made his thick, long eyelashes, high nose bridge, and picturesque eyebrows stand out even more.

There was also a small mole in the center of his forehead, very tiny, which was particularly noticeable against his pale skin. If Yanyan had had the courage to take a good look at him at the airport, she probably would have memorized this detail earlier.

But that wasn’t the most striking thing in the photo.

What stood out the most was a red scar that spread out like coral branches near the temple, close to the hairline. It twisted ferociously, spiraling into the hair and disappearing, then continued spreading toward the collar from the back of the neck…

“Hiss—”

Yanyan tried to suppress herself, but she still couldn’t help but make a noise!