That night.
The full moon hung high in the sky.
Wu City, Yumin Street.
It was already four in the morning, and there were hardly any cars on the desolate street.
However...
There were two girls strolling under the streetlight.
One of them had short hair, the other wore a single ponytail; who else could it be other than Yang Yin and Liu Shishi?
They were dressed identically in qipaos that were evocative of the Republic of Da Xia period. Sleeveless, ivory with little blue flowers embroidered on them. They bore a similar aesthetic to "blue and white porcelain".
The slits on the sides of the qipao revealed their fair thighs with each sway of their walk, lending them an air of allure and temptation.
"Sister Yang Yin...this...how can you wear such an exposing outfit outdoors?"
Liu Shishi, unaccustomed, instinctively tried to cover the slits at her thigh area. She questioned, "Who on earth designed this? Aren't they afraid of a wardrobe malfunction?"
