Jiang Shengyi and Jiang Luoli, both are women of unmatched beauty.
Moreover, they possess vastly different personalities and temperaments.
One is breathtakingly beautiful.
One is charmingly graceful.
One is gentle and intellectual.
One is lively and spirited.
One is like a moonlight immortal, gracefully ethereal.
One is like a perfect sprite, innocent and pure.
One is a cool and distant white moonlight.
One is a passionate and lively vermilion mark.
It can be said that either of these two, are sought after by countless men, yearning for a lifetime's chance.
Jun Xiaoyao holds them both.
This is indeed a kind of luck.
"Xiaoyao, I am so happy, I even feel as if it's just a dream."
"If it's true, then I hope this dream never ends."
Jiang Shengyi smiled through tears, her pear blossom in the rain appearance, more charming and pitiful.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't hesitate, lowered his head, and kissed Jiang Shengyi's soft red lips directly.
"Mmm..."
