The Magic Eye Little

A stretch of snow-white wrist, linked to slender hands, was exposed to the air. The arm, like a pink lotus root, was delicate and pure, without a single blemish.,In fact, Yueyin had just returned to the dormitory. The first thing she did after putting down her backpack was to change the numbers on the whiteboard. That board had accompanied her from elementary school to now; the edges of the whiteboard were worn smooth.,Yue Yun walked leisurely, hearing a familiar voice. She immediately turned her head and saw an old man setting up his stall in front of a shop. She sheepishly stuck out her tongue and hurried over, "Grandpa Li, you're here again today"。