Zhu Pingniang covered her forehead.
What a fickle and cheap woman she must be...
Is her infatuation so worthless?
Forget it...
Zhu Pingniang realized that her infatuation wasn't anything serious, merely lust.
"I'm beyond saving."
Zhu Pingniang gritted her silver teeth, glaring resentfully at the girls below at the Flower Moon Building.
These brothel girls have corrupted her.
Hmm.
Her expression softened.
She admitted it, she was a lustful, bad woman.
Then...
As a lustful woman... Zhu Pingniang's eyes were filled with an uncontrollable ripple.
She already admitted she was lustful, so as a lustful girl, gently, carefully, fleetingly...
She touched Miss Yun's beautiful hand—
It shouldn't matter; it can be understood, right?
Zhu Pingniang, somewhat infatuated, kept her gaze on Yun Qian's hands holding the teacup... slightly clenching the corner of her clothes with her fingers.
Yun Qian was truly beautiful in every aspect, including her hands.
