White Mountain snow feather

"Yes, yes ... It's like this. " Jiang Xiao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room and made a phone call quietly. In the living room behind him, the huge second last was lying comfortably on the spacious sofa.

"I ... I know school starts in early September. " While speaking, Jiang Xiao subconsciously turned around to look at second last.

The woman's ponytail was still tied very low, and she looked very lazy. She was lying on the sofa with her legs crossed on the coffee table. Her hands were spread out on the sofa screen. Her head was tilted, and she was quietly watching TV.

Upon hearing the words "school starts in early September," second last turned around and glanced at Jiang Xiao with her long and narrow eyes.

Her cold temperament, coupled with her lazy and enjoyable posture, exuded a strange charm.

Seeing that he had already caught her attention, Jiang Xiao asked,""When can I come back?"