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.,Sunlight slanted through the window into the dormitory, the light was dazzling. Lèyùn pulled up the curtains and hung the whiteboard on the head of her bed.,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.。