C34 A Messy Room

One morning, breakfast and clothes, everything was so natural, as if it was perfectly natural.

However, Zhong Qingqiu, who was sitting in the classroom, was not thinking about the lessons that her teacher was teaching. It was Leng Muxun's performance this morning. Those were slightly out of her expectations.

Last night, he and that man and woman. . .

She stopped thinking, stopped thinking