Although she was still a student, her face was lightly made up, and her dark brown wavy long hair gave her a lazy, rebellious air.
The simple purple T-shirt traced seductive curves, the bow at the hem added a hint of cuteness, and under her ultra-short denim shorts, two long, pale legs stretched out, perfectly shaped hips and a well-developed bust—such a killer figure attracted the attention of boys every moment.
In Class Seven, Senior Three, there were three hundred boys in the class. Probably half of them liked her, and the other half, more likely than not, fantasized about her late at night.
"Huh?"
Gao Hai had average talent and was overweight. Despite being well-liked, he didn't stand out. Normally, no girls would come up to chat with him, let alone a seductive girl like Miao Meng.
