The Magic Eye Little

Her dormitory was smaller, with eight beds. The beds were arranged along the wall, leaving a space in the middle. One end opened onto a corridor, and the other end had a window. Her bed was on the top bunk of a bed by the window.,The elderly man was over sixty years old, his hair was gray, but he was in good spirits. His stall was set up next to his son's store, not taking up anyone else's space. He had a small table with copper coins and antique jewelry on it. The old man sat behind the table, chatting with people when they came by. When there were no customers, he would occasionally take out his long pipe and take a few puffs. Basically, there weren't many chances to chat, and most of the time he was alone in silence.,She had a particular fondness for jade, so she deliberately spent more time browsing the jade artifacts. When her finger touched something, her entire arm felt like it was burning. Startled, her heart pounded wildly out of control. She quickly retracted her hand without leaving a trace.。