Qi Qin went to Emma Chen's classroom during the break. Emma Chen's seat was on the left by the window. Qi Qin, who was coming from the corridor, saw her from a distance from the front door of the classroom.
The window was open, and outside were lush green branches and leaves, and above was the dense blue. The product of the extreme collision of green and blue was a light and beautiful figure shrouded in light golden sunlight.
Emma Chen sat upright, writing something with his brows lowered, quietly carving out a small piece of heaven and earth. The surroundings were noisy and bustling, but this window and the person in front of the window were the only ones who were peaceful and contented.
She was wearing a light pink knitted cardigan with a white short-sleeved shirt underneath. She was pretty and pure like a lotus emerging from water. She was not like those girls who learned how to put on makeup early and wore heavy makeup that was gaudy, or wore suspender skirts that exposed their breasts and legs, which was vulgar.
At that first glance, Qi Qin was indeed struck by Emma Chen's simple beauty without makeup. The heroine in the erotic dream is always naked in the dream, with round breasts and tender pu**y swaying in front of his eyes, but in reality, Emma Chen is dressed properly, wrapped tightly, with only a small part of her wrist exposed. A slender hand can make Qi Qin feel a strange heartbeat.
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