C1120 No One Can Think of

The girl had a pretty good figure. She was wearing a pure white waist dress. From afar, she looked like a white lotus on a lake. The moment she stood there, people would think of an idiom: slim and graceful.

"Why is she looking for me?"

Seeing the girl standing on the stone bench in the hall, Shen Yinbing frowned slightly.

Jiao Enzo smiled without replying