The location was the school cafeteria. Everyone was drinking and drinking. The boys began to lock their eyes and move separately. Although the girls were shy, they also looked at the boys opposite from time to time. In the chaos, Zhou Meng was like a fresh osmanthus. Although not very beautiful, it has its own style. As the saying goes, there is no need for light blue and deep red, it is the best among flowers. The clear-soup noodle hair and the faint smile on her lips made people unable to take their eyes away. Yunjuan Yunshujian Chenfeng's heart changed, but he did not act rashly. He just looked at her calmly, but his eyes were fiery and firm, with a hint of determination...