Mr. Johnson, Do You Still Remember Me?

On Tuesday, Claire came back from school.

She took a jacket and stuffed it into her school bag, and then put in bread and mineral water before she went out again with the school bag on her back.

Ada stood on the second floor and didn't return to Phoebe's room until Claire's figure disappeared completely.

Phoebe was trying on an evening dress.

In a long blue dress, her curves were highlighted beautifully. Her long seaweed-like hair hung down her chest, setting off her snow-white skin. Her dress had a slit on the side, revealing her fair and slender legs.

Wearing light makeup, the girl's beautiful face looked even more charming. Under her beautiful eyebrows, her eyes were as bright as black onyx.

"Mom, am I looking good?"

She turned around in front of the mirror, and her dress fluttered like flowers.