Men naturally like to gaze at beautiful women, and Zhuo Feng never hid his fondness for doing just that; those who claim they don't are simply too hypocritical.
The attention of several people was drawn by Zhuo Feng's words, and they subconsciously looked towards the school.
Today, Shen Mianmian wore a pink tracksuit. Her skin was naturally fair and clean, and it appeared even more delicate against the pink clothing. Coupled with her simple high ponytail and wispy bangs, she looked sunny and pretty. The youthful and cheerful aura of a young girl was fully displayed on her.
For a moment, the three men present stared in amazement. Lu Siyuan was the first to snap out of it, throwing a smug glance at Gu Jianbin and Zhuo Feng before waving at Shen Mianmian and shouting, "Mianmian, come here quickly."
Shen Mianmian had already seen the group at the entrance, and she hadn't avoided them—as surely she'd have to meet them sooner or later. Why would she need to hide like a thief?
