Liu Wentian didn't answer, but suddenly let out a snore, startling Qin Keqing into a jump.
"Pfft... Silly boy, really a silly boy... meow... silly boy..."
For some inexplicable reason, Qin Keqing laughed at Wentian's snore, and then she started crying.
She slowly stood up, her black dress slipping off to reveal a body of purple fairness that was warm and seductively devilish. She let down her pinned-up hair, and locks of black hair that reached her waist tumbled down.
She turned off the light, and the moonlight shone upon her; she was so beautiful. Even the pale green moon outside the window seemed to accentuate her beauty, like a midnight sprite.
"Silly boy, tonight your Fairy Sister is yours; I'm not wearing black clothes, and I haven't pinned up my hair."
Qin Keqing raised her right hand and happily looked at the cheap silver ring on her ring finger, like a little girl. "Look, this is the wedding ring you gave me. Your Fairy Sister has always been your bride."
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