The Genius Little Po

Facing the furious wrath of the Dean, Han Yuxi kept her hands in the pockets of her white coat, very calmly.,After finishing, she politely smiled and turned to leave. Though seemingly slender, her movements were graceful and composed. There was a calmness about her that held an undeniable aura of pride.,Unconsciously, I tilted my head up and down, and realized that I had a crown and veil on, just like a newlywed bride... Drunk!。