"Miss Jiang put on her uniform. It's pure." Xu Yiliang praised the way, which is sincere. Compared with those gorgeous women, Jiang Xiaoyu is as clean and fresh as lotus, but unfortunately, all of these are pretended. Her heart is as deep as those gorgeous women, even deeper than their city hall.

"Thank you." Jiang Xiaoyu was praised by such a big man, a handsome man, with two blushes on his face. "I've been worried about being childish like a child."

"Oh, how can it be?" Xu Yiliangpi's answer is that children are naive and simpler than you. How can you be like a child, pretending to be really like...