"Senior!"

Hao Nianci was wearing a school uniform, leaning lazily on Song Xiaoran's desk, her two sleeves slowly rolled up, a slight smile between her eyebrows, and a slight hint of expectation on the corners of her mouth.

Song Xiaoran looked back, and within her sight, the girl looked happy, and her slender fingers were still holding an unfinished cigarette.

The smoke rings are scattered, like an unbound world.

The girl has a pair of slightly raised peach blossom eyes, a pair of gold wire eye brackets on her tall nose, and the light blue in her pupils seems to have a trace of impurities, highlighting the joy of a strange style.

Song Xiaoran looked at it

"What is a monster, the old lady sells time" Chapter 223 Falling is hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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