Hang City University of Finance and Economics, Dorm 4, Room 324.
"Hey, hey, hey, Junjun, wait a sec."
Li Yueting grabbed her bag and called out to Xu Yingjun, who was standing by the door.
"My brother's minivan is usually used for hauling goods, so it might be a little dirty. Take a seat cushion so you don't get your dress dirty."
"I brought tissues. I can just put those down."
Xu Yingjun was a typical southern girl, with a soft and gentle way of speaking.
Her features were delicate and well-defined, and her skin was flawless. She wore a cream-colored, embroidered dress with a button-up front, paired with little white shoes and socks. Even in flats, her figure looked incredibly tall and slender.
"Alright, then. Saves space, anyway," Li Yueting said.
Xu Yingjun leaned in close to the mirror, carefully examining her makeup.
"Tongtong, do you think I should do something with my eyelashes? Maybe curl them again?"
