After Nine Serenities finished her porridge, she stood up with the support of Luo Qianqian, feeling the pain in her back but stubbornly not making a sound. Her small white teeth were slightly biting her lower lip.
Living is a wonderful thing, it's the same for people of any age and for those who've been through anything.
Nine Serenities showed her little teeth: "Sis, I'll give you a skirt, how about you give me this skirt?"
"Sure, if Nine Serenities likes it, I'll give it to her." Luo Qianqian smiled lightly, not disagreeing, and didn't really care whether Nine Serenities would give one back.
Because Nine Serenities was right, she couldn't wear it!
Dragging on the ground, it's not like walking the red carpet; this long dress would just be sweeping the floor trash, wouldn't it?
The main point is, this isn't the seaside, and there's no sea breeze to give the feeling of a long skirt fluttering, there's no such scene, and the Bohemian style just becomes… pajama-like.
