After seeing this woman, she couldn't move her eyes. She kept staring at him, looking at the difference between herself and her, thinking that she was no worse than Gu yuehuan, and she didn't know how to take a fancy to her. However, Jiang Yiner had to admit that she looked better than the one she thought, because she thought she was from the village. She was earthy and ugly, and she was still a kind of dark country woman, but now she looked very good-looking, her skin was not black, and she was dressed very well. She liked the dress style of all women. Gu yuehuan thought that today was the first day of school, so she wore her own designed skirt. She was very satisfied. The light red dress, which was not exposed anywhere, was a little sexy, and the color was festive, suitable for the first day of school. When she came back yesterday, she specially bought a pair of black leather shoes with small high heels. They are not very high, but they are not short. They look like students in this way. It was in this way that she felt uncomfortable. Originally, she thought it was a kind of rural woman, but she had more on her body, but she didn't expect it to be pretty.
The most important thing is that her temperament looks very confident. She doesn't look like the girl from the countryside at all. If you don't say that, who knows she is a girl from the countryside. Jiang Yiner was immediately discouraged and felt that she could not compare with her. No wonder she would take a fancy to her, but so what? No matter how good-looking and good-natured, so what? Isn't he still a rural child, a child of a poor family? Can't compare with her. When Jiang Yiner heard what she said, she responded with a smile and said, "no, we don't know me. We just think you look like a person, so I saw you for a few eyes. I'm sorry. I'm not looking for you, I'm waiting for my object here."