Lihua

Night. A little girl quietly goes to the kitchen. Her chestnut hair, reaching her hips, is tangled. She has brown eyes, pale skin, and is wearing dirty, torn clothes. She's hiding from the guards. Lihua heard some noise. Lihua: Who's there? She saw no one, the girl quietly went into the kitchen, looking for something to eat, Lihua entered the kitchen Lihua: ahem... She coughed quietly, the girl suddenly hid under the table, Lihua knelt down, looking under the table Lihua: Who are you? And what are you doing here? It's night, a little girl quietly goes to the kitchen, her chestnut hair reaches her hips, tangled, brown eyes, pale skin, dirty and torn clothes, hiding from the guards, Lihua heard some noise. Lihua: Who's there? She saw no one, the girl quietly went into the kitchen, looking for something to eat, Lihua entered the kitchen Lihua: ahem... She coughed quietly, the girl suddenly hid under the table, Lihua knelt down, looking under the table Lihua: Who are you? And what are you doing here?

Night. A little girl quietly goes to the kitchen. Her chestnut hair, reaching her hips, is tangled. She has brown eyes, pale skin, and is wearing dirty, torn clothes. She's hiding from the guards. Lihua heard some noise. Lihua: Who's there? She saw no one, the girl quietly went into the kitchen, looking for something to eat, Lihua entered the kitchen Lihua: ahem... she coughed quietly, the girl suddenly hid under the table, Lihua knelt down, looking under the table Lihua: Who are you? And what are you doing here?