C891 Congregational dragon head 97

He turned around, pretending not to care.

She retracted her gaze and suddenly thought of Xue'er.

Where did she go? In this unfamiliar group of people, Wood felt isolated and a little cold …

Oh, and though the sun was shining now, she felt, for some reason, as if icy snow had been sprayed on her cheeks.

The women talked and laughed, but she was still the main topic