C1424 Interest Bullsh*t

Xiaoyan's dormitory was not small, and there was her own bathroom and balcony. The outside was filled with women's personal clothes.

A cup of steaming hot tea was brought to Yang Xuan's hand. He smelled it and found that it was indeed ordinary. It was likely that Xiaoyan did not know how to choose her tea leaves.

Xiaoyan sat beside Yang Xuan with a smile on her face