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The few of them were distinct.
It was merely a difference in beauty, style, and temperament.
There was no superior or inferior.
—At least according to Zhuge Lan's assessment, Meng Yiran was also quite shapely!
It's just that.
Zhu Zhuqing and the others, having been nourished by Zhuge Lan, had a bit of a mature woman's aura about them.
They were already stunningly beautiful!
After being developed, they had become more radiant and lovely day by day.
Not to mention the dual cultivation techniques that they practiced.
Those were things that Zhuge Lan had redeemed from the system at great expense—
The specifications were far superior to things like the Sunflower Manual and the dog fart Mysterious Heaven Skill.
Not only could it enhance their cultivation.
It also had miraculous effects on their appearance!
For example, being both soul masters.
Meng Yiran was very diligent in her cultivation and very strict with herself.
Her body, especially her hands.
Had many traces left behind.
—The skin texture inevitably had a bit of a rough feel to it.
But Zhu Zhuqing and the others were different.
The moisture content of their skin even surpassed that of a newborn infant.
Although they had also experienced several body refinements.
Zhuge Lan would not mistreat his women.
He had put a lot of effort into this aspect!
There was not a single flaw on the bodies of the girls, which could be described as perfect.
Although they were all small differences—
But combined.
The appearance of these girls could be said to have reached its peak, indeed surpassing Meng Yiran by an unknown amount.
Only Qian Renxue revealing her true form, with the beauty of her own angelic halo.
—Could compare with them!
In addition, the characteristics of the dual cultivation technique, with its own moist and alluring aura.
Added a lot of charm to the girls.
It's no wonder that Meng Yiran now felt ashamed and inferior...
"Alright!"
Just as Meng Yiran was thinking wildly, Ning Rongrong approached with a bright smile on her face.
Which really startled her.
"Wh-what's wrong?"
Meng Yiran said somewhat guiltily.
—Fearing that the other party would see through her little thoughts.
"There are no outsiders here anymore, let's have a good chat."
"I've always wanted to chat with you, but it's a pity that I can't always find a suitable opportunity."
How could Ning Rongrong not capture the changes in her emotions.
But as things stand.
There was no reason to continue fishing.
The little witch couldn't hold back her thoughts and threw a fastball right away—
"I say..."
"You should also like Brother Lan, right?"
"What!"
"How do you know?"
"No no, that's not what I meant..."
Meng Yiran was shocked when she heard this and subconsciously agreed.
But as soon as she said it, she regretted it.
She quickly waved her hand, trying to salvage what she had just said.
"I just, just—"
"Sigh—"
Hearing this.
Even Zhu Zhuqing, who was always clear-headed, was a little helpless and couldn't help but cover her forehead and sigh:
"No need to explain."
"Everyone has seen through your thoughts a long time ago."
"Not only us, but even your grandparents, even everyone in this academy has seen through it."
"I don't know if you don't want to admit it, or pretend not to notice..."
"But in front of us, you don't have to pretend!"
"Okay."
Meng Yiran originally wanted to struggle for a moment.
But listening to what Zhu Zhuqing said, she also understood that there was no use in hiding it anymore.
—Speaking of which, am I really that bad at hiding?
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