That was right. Ye Jian didn't need to put on foundation. The female soldier in the mirror had bright eyes and white teeth. Her eyebrows were elegant, and her eyes were like resplendent stars. She had red lips too.
She wore the knee-length military skirt that she kept at the bottom of the drawer and then wore the brand new leather shoes. The short-sleeved shirt was tucked into the skirt. The sight made Xu Wen's eyes widen.
Even He Jing, who didn't pay much attention to beauty, exclaimed when she saw Ye Jian like this.
It was publicly acknowledged in the military school that Ye Jian was good-looking. Young students would privately talk about who was good-looking. Usually, they would say that there were more or less differences in aesthetics according to the person. Words of disapproval would be heard.
However, as long as Ye Jian was mentioned, they would have no objections. They all felt that even if she wore a camouflage uniform, she wouldn't be able to hide her elegance.
