Sir Ares, Goodnight

Josephine glanced at the door with a guilty conscience and whispered, "Don't listen to my brother. He just wants you to gain weight so you can be healthier. But I can assure you that you're at your ideal weight right now. You're absolutely gorgeous."

Angeline put on the bunad that consisted of a gooseyellow blouse and a pleated skirt. The bunad collar, sleeves, and skirt were all embroidered with exquisite Norwegian flower designs using blue silk threads. The ribbon on her waist fluttered and danced lightly, which made her look so intoxicatingly beautiful.

Josephine then dexterously helped her put her hair up in an updo, placed a crown on her head, and inserted flowers into it to make a flower headdress. It made her look as beautiful as an ethereal fairy. "Oh, you look so stunning. Now I want to wear a bunad too," Josephine exclaimed.

Angeline took out a set of bunad for Josephine as if performing a magic trick. "I bought this specially for you."

Josephine hugged Angeline and started kissing her. "A h, I love you to death, Sis Angeline."

Outside the bedroom, Jay entered the kitchen with a

frown after listening to the women's sweet voices.

Both Angeline and Josephine had not come out yet even after he was done cooking a scrumptious breakfast.

Even Zayne could not help complaining, "What exactly are those two women doing? What's taking them so long?"

said gloomily, "Why did you even come then?" He was

the way to visit you

beautiful figures approaching them. Angeline and Josephine were singing and dancing. Josephine's voice was slightly deep, and when combined with Angeline's heavenly voice and their hot

have drunk the wind and swallowed

stared blankly at Angeline, forgetting

a bunad, she looked so beautiful it was as though she had not been stained with any worldly grime. She looked

in the

with her appearance and settled with her character. At this moment, however, he found it

look good?" Angeline stopped dancing and looked up at him with

to triplets and experienced many

"You look

wears a bunad, she looks light and agile like a swallow on a beam, but you, Josephine, look like

her feet at Zayne. "You don't know how to appreciate

and said, "I'm really starving, honey. All I'm thinking about

out a charming smile, her anger

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