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15. Dawn Of The Desert

    1945, American University.

    A year after the fall of Changsha City.

    it mizzles.

    An oriental girl dressed in a simple and elegant stand collar and big sleeves went up the steps with an oil-paper umbrella. After entering under the eaves, she put away the oil-paper umbrella, turned it diagonally down, and waited for the umbrella to drain.

    The girl was on her side, her figure was covered by plain, flat-cut clothes, with three-quarter sleeves and a nine-quarter-length skirt, revealing only a small portion of her fair calf.

    Such a traditional way of dressing makes many bold foreign women show contempt!

    "It's such a hot day, and the wrapping is so tight, isn't it hot?"

    "My God!"

    "This dress makes people feel dull and pedantic!"

    "It's almost the 1950s, isn't this oriental woman from 19 years old? Century?"

    Cen Miao didn't care about these discussions, just raised his eyes and glanced at the woman who was talking.

    Mina met Cen Miao's icy eyes and was stunned for a moment, but she raised her neck arrogantly, and sarcastically spoke in English: "Oh, I dare say that no man would like her to dress like this. Favor her."

    After speaking, Mina waited to see Cen Miao's violent reaction, who knew that the other party just said lightly.

    "I really hope your brain is as gorgeous as your clothes."

    It took a while for Mina to react, and she angrily wanted to come forward and reason.

    at this time.

    A group of foreign students passed by in the corridor, one of them was a handsome man with a tall nose, his eyes lit up when he saw Cen Miao, he patted the dust on his suit jacket, and hurried over to say hello.

    "Cen, it's so early today? Are you waiting for the atom|nuclear class again?"

    Cen Miao raised her eyes and smiled politely: "Yes, did you just finish class?" The

    girl's smile was like a clear spring.     The handsome man blushed unexpectedly. After hesitating for a while, he asked anxiously

    , "Please... Excuse me, can I treat you to dinner today?"

It's been half a year since I made an appointment with you, so just promise once." The

    voice just fell.

    The lady present took a deep breath.

    They looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

    "Oh my God, Will would actually date her for dinner."

    "I've been dating him for half a month, and he ignored me."

    "Don't talk about it, Mina doesn't mean that this Chinese girl is unmanned. An appointment? Who would have thought that she would turn her head around and let her dream lover fall in love?"

    Everyone looked.

    Sure enough, Mina's face was contorted with anger, and her eyes stared at Cen Miao fiercely.

    However, Cen Miao didn't feel the pressure at all. Her umbrella had been drained, and she smiled slightly: "Sorry, I'm busy."

    After that, Cen Miao continued to walk forward, leaving Will with a look of decadence.