Li Jiao couldn't refuse, thinking that maybe Lu Zhao was joking, or perhaps he wasn't clear-headed, so she followed her classmates.
Behind were a few aerial gardens, surrounding the glass corridors designed into beautiful shapes, making it one of the school's most famous attractions. Many people came to take photos during the flowering season.
After taking photos for several classmates, it was Li Jiao's turn.
She stood in front of a glass corridor, forming a wonderful visual effect with a blossoming flower tree in the garden, as if she could reach out and touch the flower branch.
"Hey, this angle is great. Once you change into ancient costume, it will look very artistic. Step back a bit more." Her companion directed.
Li Jiao stepped back a little, simultaneously took a glance downwards.
