C1150 There is no one left in the world

Standing on the hallway, Chen Yuyang glanced below him. The person who was standing in the wind was no one else but Duanmu Qingyi. The Duanmu Qingyi of today seemed exceptionally beautiful. She wore a light green tight jacket, her student's skirt was pure white, and her long beautiful legs were covered with wine-red stockings, causing men to daydream endlessly. Very pretty.

Chen Yuyang sighed