The girl walking over from afar was wearing a white dress, her jet-black hair all tied up behind her head, exposing her delicate features and full forehead.
Her stunningly beautiful face was blushing with allure, her enchanting phoenix eyes slightly upturned, her dark and long eyelashes making her eyes appear even larger, her delicate nose, and her pink cherry lips...
She was incredibly beautiful and conspicuously so!
With each graceful step, an indescribable aura spread from her body...
Everyone was dumbstruck.
Not until she came up close, smiling sweetly at Doris Armstrong, did she tilt her head, open her red lips, and utter another sentence: "Your head can't be used as a soccer ball either, so it's not much use either~"
Doris: ??
That voice...
"Iris! It's really you!"
Freya's excited shout brought everyone back to their senses.
Doris was even more incredulous, her eyes wide.
What?!
"How could it be her!"
Doris's exclamation echoed everyone's thoughts!
