"Xinying, you!"
When Mingmen Yue'Er Shangguan Yue abruptly pushed open the door to Zhang Xinying's room, an expression of horror instantly froze on her face.
What kind of eyes are those!
The moment Shangguan Yue locked eyes with Zhang Xinying, who was sitting at the vanity.
It was a kind of distant cool elegance that kept people at bay;
In those bright eyes, there was also a weary understanding of every worldly thing;
At this moment, Shangguan Yue felt that the person standing in front of her should be a high and mighty queen.
And not her intimate sister whom she was familiar with day and night.
Although she was still wearing the pajamas Shangguan Yue recognized, and still had the familiar face.
Yet, for some reason.
The instant she saw Zhang Xinying, there was an overwhelming feeling that they belonged to two different worlds,
An intensely unfamiliar sense arose naturally.
