Chapter 112: Night Stall War God, Drunken Fairy Fist_1

Ji Xinyan was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans today, which, coupled with the brown high-heeled ankle boots on her feet, really accentuated the curves of her legs and buttocks.

Her upper body was clad in a lightweight cardigan, her face adorned with exquisite makeup, and she was carrying a small bag, looking chic enough to be a magazine model.

She didn't look at all like a freshman who had just left high school.

Not only the boys, but even the girls were sizing up Ji Xinyan, obviously planning to imitate her dress.

"It's no problem, it's on the way after all, and besides, classmates should help each other out!"

Ji Xinyan felt that if Huang Tao had any discernment, he should have taken off by now, but he was adamant, just refusing to leave.

Like a clingy plaster.

So annoying!

"Damn it, if you don't leave, do you believe I'll stick my tongue down Lin Baici's throat right in front of you?"

Ji Xinyan was extremely annoyed, but her face still wore the smile of a sweet girl.