C125 Xie wanying

Standing opposite to Hao Chen, was a young lady around his age.

The young lady was dressed in a white dress, she was tall, had delicate facial features, with 3000 strands of hair carelessly draped over her waist. At this moment, a pair of spirited eyes were staring straight at Hao Chen.

When Hao Chen saw the girl, his brows knitted slightly. Because of the early morning