Bab 546: 146: Returning to my country, I feel like kneeling down and calling for Brother Yan! _1

"Caroline took home the anti-wrinkle cream.

But she was slightly unsure about using it right away since the product was from China after all.

If it really did damage her face, who would she turn to?

So, to be safe, she applied a tiny bit on the back of her hand first.

Better to damage her hand than her face!

The anti-wrinkle cream was a light pink, smelled faintly of herbal medicine, and was very gentle, feeling cool when applied to the back of her hand.

Caroline evenly applied the cream to her left hand, then, filled with expectancy and trepidation, she drifted off to sleep.

She had an extremely bad dream.

In her dream, the hand she had smeared the cream on had rotted down to its skeleton.

Caroline woke up from the fright, covered in cold sweat, and hurried to look at her hand.

Thank god.