♂,
Once we entered the private booth, Zhu Daoyun took off her cloak. After all, the privacy measures here were excellent: we could see outside, but those outside could not see in.
Zhu Daoyun was dressed in a beautiful court gown today. Coupled with her sweet appearance and crescent-moon brows, she truly possessed beauty capable of toppling cities—and the more one looked, the more captivating she became.
Seeing my gaze fall upon her, Zhu Daoyun gave a light snort. She still looked somewhat angry, but because my eyes lingered on her face, there was also a trace of smugness in her expression.
I said with a wry smile, "I didn't really do anything to our Miss Zhu."
"Didn't really do anything?" Zhu Daoyun huffed. Zhu Daohe also removed her cloak, but this time there was a trace of displeasure on her face, and she was no longer as close to her elder sister as before.
When I could not see her face, it had seemed like nothing. But after seeing her younger sister's expression, Zhu Daoyun lowered her head sadly, seeming to feel sorry for her sister. After all, her earlier confession had probably made Zhu Daohe unhappy.
With the two sisters at odds, I felt as if I were sitting on pins and needles. Zhu Daoqing chuckled and said, "What's there for two sisters to fight over? Daohe, didn't you always give way to your elder sister before? Why have you gone silent this time?"
Zhu Daohe glared at Zhu Daoqing. "That's a separate matter!"
Her coquettish look stirred up a world of wild thoughts in me. Not to mention, today she was no longer wearing that cold, hard armor, but a court gown just like her elder sister's. The two seemed intent on outshining each other. No wonder