C691 Tracing the Real Culprit

At eight in the morning, during the winter, in the middle of the first month, many people were still lying in bed, having beautiful dreams. Shi Guanghai was no exception, not only was he lying on the bed, he was also hugging a little girl. This girl looked to be around fifteen or sixteen years old, she should be a student in the eleventh grade school, both of them were not wearing any clothes