Today, Hattori Sakurayuki is wearing a small white blouse on top, and a black ultra-short skirt on the bottom.
Her long, white, beautiful legs paired with black over-knee socks are simply irresistible.
Together with her shiny black shoulder-length curly hair, she's like a youthful beauty straight out of a Japanese manga.
Chen Feng couldn't help but glance a few more times, then snapped back to reality, frowned, and asked curiously, "Sakura Snow? How come you're here?"
"What, am I not welcome?"
Hattori Sakurayuki pouted her small lips, smiled sweetly, and asked.
"Welcome, of course, but shouldn't you be in class now? Why aren't you at school?"
Chen Feng asked puzzledly.
"Aren't you a student too? Aren't you not at school as well? Why can't I?"
Hattori Sakurayuki laughed and asked.
"Um, my situation is a bit special!"
Chen Feng shrugged his shoulders, reluctantly said.
