What’s wrong with you?Zheng Xuan looked at the absent-minded Zhou Qingmei, his eyes full of exploration.The girl beside her looked up slightly, and between her long and soft hair, her little face as big as a palm was full of words but stopped.But what is suspicious is that her moist eyes are full of dodging, and her face becomes redder and redder as she stares at herself... Hum?What's wrong?Zheng Xuan leaned over and smelled the fragrance of peaches on her hair, and his white and soft little ears were also close to her.