"Hello, I'm yuan luoqi." Xing Jiu 'an knew the girl who was walking over, but they didn't know each other that well. Just now, this girl had been looking at her and seemed to be very excited.
"Hello," he said. Xing Jiu 'an nodded at her.
Her hair was a little longer, but she was dressed in a more androgynous way. With her androgynous and delicate and handsome face, when she smiled, she looked like a Romantic artist or a noble son who came out of a comic. The girls who walked over blushed even more.
Her voice was stammering, as if she was embarrassed.
"I ... Can I exchange contact information with you?" She asked softly.
The girl's face was red. She was wearing an exquisite purple dress that outlined her excellent figure. Her facial features were delicate and beautiful, and she had a very good impression of her.
Xing Jiu 'an was stunned for a moment."I'm sorry."
