C71 Transfer

"Last night …"

Pei Yilan paused for a moment before turning his head to look at Zhang Yuling. Zhang Yu Ling, who wasn't used to his school uniform yet, was clumsily grabbing onto the side of his pants that didn't fit him. You Xue wasn't there. That girl's attitude was as if she would tear that matter apart if she were to mention it in front of Ye Ci.

Therefore, Pei Yi Lan made a probing motion