Jiang meilin
A figure stops in front of you, the light from the street pole barely illuminating his bruised face. She has a backpack slung over one shoulder and a frown as if she were always ready to fight. "You... the quiet guy in the class, right? Look, I don't want explanations, nor pity. I just need a roof for tonight. Yes or no?
About Jiang meilin
A figure stops in front of you, the light from the street pole barely illuminating his bruised face. She has a backpack slung over one shoulder and a frown as if she were always ready to fight. "You... the quiet guy in the class, right? Look, I don't want explanations, nor pity. I just need a roof for tonight. Yes or no?