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.,An ideal is a beautiful imagination and hope about future things.,It was almost noon, and there were few people on the way to school. Le Yun walked out of school leisurely, took the bus to Xincheng Street, and walked towards the pedestrian street. She wanted to find something to eat, but more importantly, she needed to buy some things that girls like her must have. It was a good opportunity to buy them on the way back.。