"Hui Niang!"
Li Chu! Wang longqi called out as they entered the attic. He led Li Chu in happily.
A woman in elegant white casual clothes slowly walked down the stairs. Looking at her, her eyebrows were like willow leaves in the early spring, and she often harbored hatred for the rain and sorrow for the clouds. Her face was like a peach blossom in March, hiding the love and charm of the moon.
When she saw Li Chu, she was stunned. Then, she turned to Wang longqi and smiled.
"Shichiro, is this your friend?"
yes, " Wang longqi nodded. he's the good brother I always mention to you.
"Oh," The woman named Hui Niang suddenly understood. it's the Lao Ai little Daoist priest li that you've always talked about. His appearance is not inferior to yours, right? " she asked.
"Ah, right." Wang longqi nodded heavily.
"Shichiro's brother, Qianqian." Hui Niang walked down and said softly, " "Then I should call you uncle out of courtesy."
