Ye Youlan had just had a big fuss with Jiang Jiu in the morning. When she heard that she and Jiang Jiu were in class in the afternoon, she suddenly became confused. Jiang Jiu had no choice but to listen to Zuoqiu and go find him.
In the luxurious palace, Ye Youlan and a woman in white were talking intimately.
With almond-shaped eyes and red lips, skin as white as snow, and dressed in feather gauze clothes, she is a rare beauty.
Ye Youlan next to the beauty spotted Jiang Jiu who appeared silently, and their eyes converged.
Jiang Jiu choked for a moment, then quietly turned around and was about to go out.
Ye Youlan suddenly said: "This is my sister."
Jiang Jiu didn't want to disturb his junior brother's good things, so he walked out of the palace without looking back.
He knew very well that among Xingyue Curie's beautiful maids, he called her "sister, sister" sweetly.
But....
If he remembered correctly, Youlan was only twelve years old.
Is there... That one?