The Genius Little Po

Facing the furious wrath of the Dean, Han Yuxi kept her hands in the pockets of her white coat, very calmly.,Unconsciously, I tilted my head up and down, and realized that I had a crown and veil on, just like a newlywed bride... Drunk!,The flower palanquin swayed back and forth, making Han Yunxi's head ache. At this moment, strange memories also surged into her mind piece by piece.。