Lu Xiaoxiao smiled.
"Mm."
Sister Dongfang...
She really was full of surprises.
Every time Lu Xiaoxiao saw Sister Dongfang, her makeup and styling left a deep impression on her.
Every single time.
It made her start to wonder...
The next time they met...
What kind of look would Sister Dongfang show up in?
"Pfft~"
Yang Jialing burst out laughing.
Sister Dongfang really did have a bit of that "fearless because she was so skilled" quality about her.
And her way of thinking was certainly rather unusual.
Before Sister Dongfang, at least, Yang Jialing had never heard of anyone deliberately putting on old-age makeup—
And not for some event, either.
It was purely a personal preference.
A whim.
She'd spent a few hours working on it.
Then she'd gone out as bold as you please.
"Little Deer."
Yu Yuer looked at Lu Xiaoxiao.
"Hmm?"
Lu Xiaoxiao looked back at Yu Yuer.
She wore a faintly amused, questioning smile.
"...I forgot."
Yu Yuer shook her head.
Never mind.
There were too many people around. It wasn't a good place to say anything.
If she really had something to say...
She'd wait until they got to the shop.
"I had something I wanted to tell you."
Yu Yuer lifted a hand and pressed her temple.
"But when I saw your face, I forgot."
"It was like my mind suddenly went blank."
"Huh?"
Lu Xiaoxiao looked a little bewildered.
And a little wronged.
Yu Yuer had forgotten what she wanted to say... and somehow Lu Xiaoxiao was getting blamed for it?
Yu Yuer, listen to yourself.
Wasn't that an unfair accusation?
"It has nothing to do with me."
"You're too pretty."
Yu Yuer offered the compliment as naturally as could be.
Lu Xiaoxiao froze for a moment.