C978 My Name Is Li Ya Jing

Suddenly, a clear and melodious girl's voice, like a gentle breeze, abruptly blew away the gloom in his heart.

The girl asked: "Are you Chinese?"

Saang Yuxin turned his head and saw that they were both wearing work clothes as big as buckets.

The girl was about the same age as him, with a ponytail, and a sweet smile, with two shallow dimples on her cheeks.

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