C40 Heavy Color Not Light Friend

Days passed one by one. Zhang Lumin was keenly aware that Ling Mu'an was in love.

Although the little ninny was still in a daze as always, when she was in a daze, she would always smile slightly with a warm glow in her eyes. It was as if she was thinking about something especially good or something especially sweet. In addition, Ling Mu'an would leave in a hurry every time after class