C60 Three Consecutive Moves
Upon seeing the two sisters, Tantrum found them even lovelier and more enchanting than the glimpses he caught through the window screen.
What struck him most was the impossibility of telling the two apart—they were the spitting image of each other, as if cast from the same mold.
"Mr. Haotian, are you okay? It's entirely our fault that you got hurt," the sisters murmured
