C458 Honor consortium annual wine party

The dressing room's door opened from the inside with a soft creak. Xu Ningzhou, who was standing at the doorway, raised his head and saw the meticulously dressed Qing Huan walking towards him.

Her long black hair was loose and tied up, leaving behind a few wisps that adorned the side of her face. A pair of watery eyes were full of emotion.

The indigo white plastered dress was like smoke