When they opened the door, Liu Yunting also happened to come out of the room. The three people looked at each other and said nothing.

Liu Yunting did not speak at last. She stepped on her high-heeled shoes and went downstairs first. Her front and back were always so shining.

"Unexpectedly, she's the only high school student who's so used to wearing high heels." Jiang Xiaoyu grinned bitterly, and the difference between her and Liu Yunting was not one and a half.

Menglu patted her on the shoulder and gave her an encouraging look: "Everyone's style is different, so why not imitate others without giving up their own characteristics?"

"Well."...