C884 Gu Sheng's Purpose

Bai Jiu looked at the basketball that was rolling to her feet. She bent down and was about to pick it up when a pair of slender hands appeared in her sight. The joints on those hands were distinct, and were a little too white.

A familiar smell drifted over. Bai Jiu raised her head and smiled warmly at him.

"Crash —" When the broom landed on the ground