Chapter 40: Fiery Passion

  A refined and virtuous woman is a good match for a gentleman.

  You show off, even without the scorching sun, you have to show off your tall and slender figure. Tonight is their birthday, although several people like new clothes, this kind of showing off seems to be meaningless, and it's also a bit obscene, because only oneself appreciates oneself.

  There is no audience and applause, but as soon as they go out, there are many boys who will give their own secretly admiring glances, but this is the capital they deserve to have, and they have the qualifications to show off.

  Zhou Xiaoruan is delicate and lovely, not as mature as Yang Yifan, nor as naive and optimistic as Su Yan. She is a connecting figure between the two, Lin Xing. Now she is probably just an elder for them, at least in terms of their experiences.

  Zhou Xiaorui couldn't resist her BFF's persuasion and started wearing the same skirt all winter.

  Zhou Xiaorong likes skirts, not the kind of super short skirt that is extremely tempting, but a Greek-style pale blue chiffon long skirt. Her hair is very long and beautifully curled like seaweed scattered around her waist.

  She didn't over-ornament herself, but her simple attire set off her skin as smooth as jade, and her eyes shone like stars. Even in the dark of night, the moonlight streaming through the window from outside made her sparkle all the more.

  The girl wore a pure white off-the-shoulder long dress, her beautiful collarbone faintly visible. The fabric of the skirt was so white it seemed almost transparent, with a subtle sheen to it, like an angel's wings, yet not revealing at all.

  The hem of the skirt is an arc from low to high, elegantly flared outwards, revealing the girl's slender and white legs like jade, with diamonds twinkling at the corner of the skirt, as if countless beautiful dew drops.

  "Hey, beauty, hurry up, we can't wait any longer!" Su Yan whispered to Zhou Xiao Ran, the reason is that she really couldn't wait and wanted to try on her new clothes, even though it was obvious that they were a gift from someone else's boyfriend.

  Zhou Xiaorui also wasn't that selfish, and with a grunt, he readily agreed just like an old man.

  Lin Xing gave all her blessings to them before burying her head in sleep, but she didn't fall asleep. In her heart, she was secretly thinking: Today is also my birthday last year!

  Zhou Xiao Ran didn't bother with their repeated urging, slowly caressing every inch of her own skin, others may have water bucket waists, but she was still quite satisfied with her slender waist and delicate feet, and couldn't help but smile to herself.

  Her long hair, like seaweed, scattered on her shoulders, her eyes calm as the sea, exceptionally beautiful, dazzling, that light seemed to be alive, like the moon, making people marvel.

  She was as beautiful as a princess in a foreign legend, mysterious and pure, making people want to offer all the good things in the world at her feet, just for a faint smile. After changing clothes for a while, Nienie walked timidly to the bed of the two women.

  Yang Yifan started by saying, "Wow, not bad, still a big girl, wow, come and show yourself, if you post it on Tieba, it's going to be popular!" After that, she was about to open the flash of her phone to take a photo of Zhou Xiaorong.

  However, Zhou Xiaoran still couldn't withstand the test of the camera. When the camera flashed, she covered her face with her hands. Yang Yifan was so angry that he slammed his phone to the ground and said, "You're killing me! Isn't this about having substance over appearance?"

  Just as Su Yan was about to take action against Zhou Xiao Ran, she didn't expect Yang Yi Fan to be quick-witted and swift-handed, pinning the petite Zhou Xiao Ran onto her own bed. Zhou Xiao Ran was still very sensitive to this movement, wanting to cry out but ultimately not daring to do so.

  She had no choice but to obey and let Yang Yifan do whatever he wanted, and soon he took off Zhou Xiaorong's new clothes. Since Zhou Xiaorong was already on Yang Yifan's bed, things wouldn't go so simply, and besides, she was now half-naked and could only hide herself in her quilt.