C839 Sensibility

I followed behind Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu turned her head and looked at me shyly. However, the smile on her face couldn't be stopped.

Xiao Yu had changed into a white dress, the plain waves of the dress were carelessly draped over her shoulders, and her unconcealed face was not covered by any makeup.

I looked at Xiao Yu and the smile on my face became even more brilliant