Shang Qi bent one leg, while the other dangled slightly outside the window.
The fifteen-year-old girl's features were stunning, her demeanor cool and aloof, exuding an air of nonchalance and coldness.
Her brows especially were filled with a bright and flamboyant aura, giving an illusion of familiarity.
The other three roommates were staring at Shang Qi, forgetting to react; the girl was too beautiful and aggressive, and if she were to appear at the male-dominated South Sea University of Science and Technology, she would definitely stir up a storm.
At this moment, He Yanmo patted the girl's knee, "Sit still, if you fall, I won't save you."
Shang Qi swung her toes, glancing at the upper bunk where Qiao Yanhan was, "Did she provoke you?"
"Yeah." He Yanmo poked her phone screen a few times horizontally, "Stole my stuff."
Shang Qi rubbed her fingers, her pretty face icy cold, "Hands being sticky, they can be chopped off."
