He Miao was breathing in fresh air in the changing room. Just as she was about to return to the hot spring, a delicate girl walked in. Her light yellow top made her look even more charming and lovely.
"Isn't this Sister He Miao? What a coincidence!" Meng Xin would never admit that she had followed them all the way. She pretended to have met them by accident and looked at He Miao with contempt.
"This isn't a coincidence, right? Weren't you following us?" He Miao looked at this innocent and ignorant little girl with amusement.
In fact, she did not particularly hate her. On the contrary, she felt that she was a little youthful and lovely.
"How did you know?" Meng Xin was exposed on the spot. She blushed instinctively and glared at her.
