Gu Qingjiu nodded and prepared to head upstairs with her luggage.
All of a sudden, she sensed something, and it was a familiar sensation.
She had just turned her head subconsciously when she saw Yu Shiwei walking in wearing a long, red dress.
Gu Qingjiu's countenance changed slightly.
How small was this world exactly?
Yu Shiwei seemed particularly fond of wearing red. Also, red was indeed a color that complemented her well.
It complimented her beautiful face and figure incredibly well, reminding one of a rose of the most incredible intensity.
Wherever she went, she turned heads.
The exquisite makeup on her face added an enchanting vibe to her aura.
