C75 The Wedding Dress

After finishing her meal, Zhenzhen leaned back in her chair, completely relaxed. Any concern about maintaining her image was long forgotten. She contentedly patted her full belly, but her mind lingered on the image of a clumsy young girl she had just seen. She was sure she had seen her somewhere before, but couldn't quite place it.

"What are you thinking about so deeply?" Yaotian asked