In the evening, Xiao Ming had just finished tying his bow tie in front of the dressing mirror when Shen Siyi called to say that the car had arrived downstairs of his house.
He left the apartment and went downstairs, and as soon as he stepped into the van, he felt a flash of brightness before his eyes.
He saw Yun Shi Yu and Yang Hanqing dressed to the nines, occupying two airplane seats to the left and right, smiling radiantly.
One was wearing a moon-white strapless mini dress, her fair legs exposed, lively and pretty.
The other was in a dark blue off-the-shoulder, floor-length mermaid dress, its form-fitting cut perfectly accentuating her hourglass figure, sultry and captivating.
One youthful, one mature, like flowers of spring and autumn, each outstanding in their own right, making it impossible to decide who was more beautiful.
