Both Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu were still clad in their respective black and white sheer dresses, except they seemed to have changed clothes, as the verses Zhao Rong had written in rouge and goose-yellow ink were no longer on their sleeves—presumably put away after their bath and incense-burning session.
From the moment they entered, Zhao Rong could smell the fairies' fresh fragrance, and he looked at them appreciatively.
At this moment, the most eye-catching was Su Qingdai in her pitch-black long dress. Her thick and smoothly cascading shoulder-length black hair hung like a waterfall in midair.
In contrast to the black dress, her skin appeared as creamy and lustrous as mutton-fat Beautiful Jade.
Meanwhile, Luo Xiu's clean-cut white dress and her long black hair, bound with a hairband and adorned with a butterfly hairpin, with a single strand hanging in front of her chest, gave off a pure and crystalline aura.
