No wonder he was shocked. Ever since Shen Luoluo and Rong Meng became close, Shen Luoluo had shown up with heavy makeup every day. Seeing that his sister liked it, he could only indulge her.
So much so that over the years, he almost forgot what she originally looked like.
At this sudden sight, he was momentarily taken aback.
Shen Luoluo had already walked up to him, lifted her skirt, and twirled. The hem fluttered, and her smile was incredibly charming.
"Brother, do I look pretty?"
Shen Junze came back to his senses at her words, gave a soft smile, his eyes filled with affection and tenderness, and said gently, "Pretty, Luoluo looks good no matter what!"
His sister, of course, was perfect in every way, and now she was even better.
Shen Luoluo's lips curved upwards at his compliment, her phoenix eyes arched, and she covered her mouth, laughing joyfully and contentedly, "I think so too, so I've decided not to wear makeup anymore in the future."
