She feigned surprise and said, "Sister Su, what happened to your nails? How did they change like this?"
With that said, all eyes were drawn to Su Luo.
She had beautiful hands, thin and slender. She used to take care of her nails well, and the rouge used in the South Border was different from that in Ye City. She always had numerous styles.
Whenever they would get together, her nails were always the best looking.
They were so beautiful that people couldn't help but want to break those long nails. Nonetheless, today, her hands were bare, leaving only stubby nails showcasing their original soft white color.
They were like half-crescent moons, buckled onto Su Luo's fingers.
They were still very lovely and delicate-looking, but compared to the dazzling colors she used previously, they appeared somewhat dull.
Zhu Jiao was surprised as well, asking, "Sister Su, your nails were so beautiful. You loved putting on rouge before. Why couldn't bear to cut them off?"
