C867 Deep Sympathy

Jian Huan sat in the noisy lecture hall and looked at the students who had taken the textbooks to the door and left after confirming that there were no seats. She expressed her deep sympathy.

At this moment, she was surrounded by girls who were using mirrors to make up their makeup.

"Hey, Jian Huan, help me fold my hair." roommates A held a rope and asked for help