My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 859 - 479: Class Leader (Double-Length)

Being rudely and abruptly kicked out of memories is rather unpleasant, not to mention Li Zhibai now wearing Mei Hua attire, once that girl named Tong Jun, has become an indispensable part of her beautiful memory.

In the memory, the sunlight was warm, the young girl let the wind blow the willow tips, white horse, spring shirt.

The night in memory was clear, the girl dressed in starlight and moonlight.

And now.

"..."

Li Zhibai furrowed her brows, staring at the woman in front of her.

Only to see Zhu Pingniang clad in fiery red, each step she took made the hem of her skirt ripple, resembling a swaying sea of flowers.

The woman before her wore a blood-red long dress, a daring strapless, revealing part of her fair skin, the skirt tail slightly long, seemingly ready to drag on the ground, as the woman swayed her slender waist, tight legs faintly visible.

She is an absolute enchantress.

Even Li Zhibai had to admit... Zhu Pingniang had a lethal attraction in her gestures.

However.

Dressed like this, who was she trying to allure?

"?" Li Zhibai’s gaze swept across Zhu Pingniang’s chest, then her head throbbed.

The Tong Jun of the past, with long sleeves and a meticulously crafted dress, akin to a fairy, while Zhu Pingniang standing beside her now, in a blood-red short skirt, delicately arched brows, resembling a total fox spirit.

Though often ridiculed as ’Pingniang’, in fact, Zhu Pingniang had a very standard figure, just the other ladies of Flower Moon Building were overly exaggerated, it wasn’t that she was lacking.

And with such refined dressing, Zhu Pingniang exhibited the feminine charm and seductive allure inherent to Hehuan Sect, unmistakably.

Faced with Zhu Pingniang, who used to seem somewhat severe, Li Zhibai was instantly contrasted, appearing a delicate and gentle woman.

Zhu Pingniang completely ignored Li Zhibai’s daze, glanced at her reflection in the mirror, nodded satisfactorily while lifting her skirt, and turned to Li Zhibai, saying, "Let’s go now, Ah Bai... let’s go."

"?" Li Zhibai snapped back to reality, approached, grabbed Zhu Pingniang’s collar, harshly pulled it up, completely covering up any spring allure.

"Hiss... Ah Bai, what are you doing!" Zhu Pingniang retreated with dissatisfaction, seemingly hurt.

"What is this thing you’re wearing?" Li Zhibai asked.

"?" Zhu Pingniang blinked: "What I’m wearing... are clothes."

Li Zhibai’s eye twitched lightly.

What does this mean?

Is it indeed herself who’s out of sorts?

"Look at yourself..." Li Zhibai currently found Zhu Pingniang disturbingly unpleasant.

"My appearance... there’s nothing wrong." Zhu Pingniang walked to the mirror, lifted her skirt, spun in a circle, spread her hands and nodded: "Nothing exposed, the clothes are tight enough, no worry they’ll fall."

After carefully inspecting everything, Zhu Pingniang seriously said, "My clothes are perfectly fine, Ah Bai... what are you talking about?"

Li Zhibai: "..."

Zhu Pingniang’s clothes seemingly covered everything, yet always gave an impression nothing could be hidden.

Li Zhibai felt if it were her, even by force, she could never wear such a dress.

Consider Tong Jun’s side slit, if a step were slightly large, even the lining could surely be glimpsed.

Li Zhibai genuinely felt bewildered now.

Utterly incomprehensible, completely incomprehensible.

Even in the brothel, dressed so alluringly, it lent an... extremely indecent impression.

She wasn’t a clean official anymore; Li Zhibai instinctively felt, even red courtesans had their decorum.

In Li Zhibai’s understanding, only at those lavish, vulgar men’s banquets would appear a dancing girl dressed like Tong Jun.

But...

Her Tong Jun.

Li Zhibai furrowed Liu Mei and didn’t know when she picked up the ruler from the table, pointed in Zhu Pingniang’s direction.

"Ah Bai, what’s the fuss about." Seeing Li Zhibai seemed genuinely serious, Zhu Pingniang ceased feigning ignorance, walked gracefully over, and gently took the ruler from Li Zhibai’s hand.

"Alright, it’s no issue... at today’s banquet, besides Chang’an, there are no other men." Zhu Pingniang calmly said: "You know Chang’an’s temperament; with Ms. Yun present, he won’t focus his attention on me."

Xu Chang’an wouldn’t care about how she dressed.

Moreover, Zhu Pingniang really didn’t see an issue with her attire, it was merely a dress with slightly less fabric, showcasing some allure, is it worth making such a fuss?

"I... truly don’t know what you’re thinking." Li Zhibai nonchalantly picked up an outer garment, said: "You should cover yourself with a piece."

"No way."

To Li Zhibai’s surprise, Zhu Pingniang refused neatly.

"Regarding this one matter, I cannot heed you, Ah Bai." Zhu Pingniang stretched lazily, nearly showering Li Zhibai with spring thoughts, Li Zhibai almost didn’t want to see Zhu Pingniang now.

Previously alright, with Zhu Pingniang’s current immodest attire, Li Zhibai realized the rounded ’delicate brows’ she painted for her perfectly complemented her outfit.

Truly resembling a prostitute from her era, even the delicate brows were identical.

"Ah Bai, you’re somewhat strange, I’m just wearing slightly little, while we, bathing together, it doesn’t matter being unclothed, right." Zhu Pingniang appeared puzzled.

"Is this remotely comparable?" Li Zhibai furrowed Liu Mei resolutely.