Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
The Northern District was quiet, bathed in the faint light of a pale blue crescent moon that outlined the quaint streets. A light mist drifted in from the Docklands, cloaking the night in a hazy veil. In the silence, uneven breathing echoed once again.
......
Three days later, Tuesday afternoon, in a boutique tailor shop in the White Tower District.
Xing Mo gazed at herself in the mirror, dressed in an elegant white evening gown with a gold-trimmed hem and lace collar. White stockings and high heels completed the ensemble, making her steps a little unsteady.
Behind her, Aurora stood on a small stool, carefully adjusting Xing Mo's cascading, ink-black hair.
"Sister, you look stunning." Aurora said, gently poking Xing Mo's half-exposed shoulder, her smile growing brighter.
When Xing Mo didn’t respond, Aurora glanced at her, noticing the bright red flush creeping up her ears.
"Wow, are you really that shy?" Aurora teased with a chuckle.
"Non... nonsense." Xing Mo mumbled, "This dress... these shoes... I can barely walk in them..."
"You’ll get used to it. You’ve been practicing for days, haven’t you? This is Prince Austin’s birthday banquet. You have to look perfect. Besides, as a lady, you’ll need to master high heels sooner or later~" Aurora clapped her hands, finishing Xing Mo’s hair into an elegant bun adorned with light golden ornaments.
Now, if Xing Mo were to step into any noble banquet in the White Tower District, she would look perfectly at home.
...
Xing Mo looked at herself in the mirror: radiant, dignified, the very image of a noble young lady. If not for the bashfulness she couldn’t shake, everything would have been flawless.
"This hairstyle... where did you learn it?" Xing Mo quickly shifted the conversation to mask her embarrassment.
"Hmm? This hairstyle?" Aurora stifled a laugh, covering her mouth, "I picked it up from that yuri novel I read."
Yuri novels have things like this?
Seeing Xing Mo’s skeptical expression in the mirror, Aurora quickly straightened up, putting on a serious face,
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