"This little guy actually inherited your birthmark." Gu Qingheng chuckled.
Yang Ruxin's eyes flickered for a moment. The blood mole in her palm wasn't actually a birthmark; it suddenly appeared when she crossed over. Moreover, this blood mole was her space. But now that the little guy also had a blood mole, did it mean he also had a space? Or did he inherit her space? It seemed she needed to find an opportunity to experiment.
"Turn the two girls over so I can take a look."
Although Gu Qingheng didn't understand why, he complied.
Sure enough, the two girls had a blue birthmark on one buttock and a red one on the lower back.
They were almost identical in shape and size to what Yang Ruxin had seen in her dreams.
"I didn't expect all three of the little ones to have marks." Gu Qingheng sighed.
"Yeah." Yang Ruxin smiled, "Who knows, maybe they are marks from a previous life."
"A previous life?" Gu Qingheng suddenly burst out laughing, "How is that possible?"
